Chapter 1150: Heart pain

Haizi laughed and said: "What are the consequences if you are doing it? Dry, this is just a small matter. You said, the emperor does not flop, she will not blame me. Anyway, the emperor will not flop.

In the past two years, the beauty has been carried into the palace one by one, but the emperor has never even seen it. Not to mention the brand who turned it over, don’t think about it.
Fu Gonggong shook his head and took a look at Haizi: "Who taught you this kind of thing? The emperor did not flop before, does it mean that he will not turn over in the future? Now the general is fighting at the border, and the nobleman is his most beloved daughter. The emperor even received the dim sum she sent, what is the brand that turned her now?"
Haizi music: "That's not better, let's do nothing, and the benefits are also available. We can also thank you for your gratitude, a pair of birds!"
Fu Gonggong reached out to hit Haizi and angered: "You are the bird. There is no point in speaking. The bad is bad. You have received the benefits of your nobles. If one day is picked up, you can hide. Got it?"
Seeing that Cognac was still sullen at this time, Haizi finally realized that something was wrong, and he began to regret it. How could he not be so tempted?
What can I do now?
Seeing Haizi’s eyes staring at himself, Fu Gong’s face was hatred and iron was not steel. How did he blink at the beginning, look at such things, and let him recognize himself to do the cognac.
"Okay, don't look at me like this, I don't have any problems. Go back first, then let me know." He walked away and returned to the royal study.
The emperor is leaning against the chair to raise interest, the of the chin is clearly visible, the handsome brow is locked, the chest is undulating fast, and there is a thin cold sweat in the forehead.
Fu Gonggong sighed, and the emperor’s heart hurt again.
Since the emperor returned to Beijing three years ago from Jiangbei Port, he has had this heartache.
At that time, the emperor was still the King of Jin, and he was locked in the palace of the kingdom all day, and no one was seen, and he was drunk and dreamed of death.
Until the Emperor was too sick, he had to hand over the burden of the whole Chu State to him, and he just stood up.
But the heart disease, but has not let him go.
"The emperor, are you okay?" Fu Gonggong stepped forward and took over the fan in the hands of the palace lady, violently giving the emperor a wind.
Chu Yu whispered, sweat beads slipped from the forehead.
He has become accustomed to such pain, and he will have to suffer a pain when he is not in the fifth. If he thinks of that person and thinks of the person who has left it, he will suffer a pain.
The heart-wrenching girl said that he wants to go down together. If he says it will never be separated, but where are you now?
"The emperor, the slave can help you to rest." Fu Gonggong reached out and wanted to lift the emperor from the chair.
Chu Wei waved: "No, you should step back."
Fu Gonggong responded, and wanted to turn around. The corner of his eyes saw the tray resting on the table. There was a row of jade cards carved in jasper. The cards were very beautiful. Each card was carved differently. The pattern lines, each pattern line, represent a palace, and the other side of the jade brand is engraved with the name of the palace.
The neat jade of the code has not been traced.
Fu Gonggong’s gaze fell on a jade plate in the plate with a peony flower on it. He remembered the name of the other side of each flower.
The other side of this peony flower is the name of the noble person.
Thinking of the matter of Haizi, he was upset and hated that he could not step on his feet.