Chapter 878 I Came Back at the Wrong Time?

Fu Zichen smiled, and his handsome face looked even more dazzling because of his bright smile.

"Clever!" Fu Zichen tapped the table with his fingers and said, "I lured Mo Yi to go there. Mo Yi is so stupid and easy to deceive."

Liu Wei looked at him with contempt...

Fu Zichen still looked very proud, which was very annoying to look at!

Liu Wei looked away and asked again: "So, you came all the way here just to tell me that Liu Moyi ran away?"

Fu Zichen was still smiling. He stretched out a finger and shook it slightly: "Of course not."

Liu Wei became curious.

At this time, Fu Zichen stood up directly, walked to Liu Wei, leaned forward, whispered something in her ear.

Liu Wei listened, initially casually, but after listening for a while, his expression paused, and then his expression turned ugly: "Are you serious?"

Fu Zichen didn't answer, he only raised one corner of his lips and smiled wickedly.

Liu Wei frowned: "There is chaos in Kyoto now, so don't mess around."

"Try your best." When Fu Zichen's face was only half an inch away from Liu Wei, his black eyes stared at her lips, and in a voice that only two people could hear, he asked: "Since you are worried about me, why don't you protect me? Ah Wei, you used to protect me, but now, you don’t want me anymore.”

Liu Wei pushed Fu Zichen in disgust: "Stop doing this!"

Something flashed in Fu Zichen's eyes, but it was hard to see clearly: "I even prepared the betrothal gift, but you left. Do you think this is fair to me?"

Liu Wei was about to say something when he heard a cough, followed by a murderous male voice, floating over unexpectedly: "It seems that I came back at the wrong time?"

Liu Wei froze, turned her head and glanced, and sure enough she saw the tall figure full of evil spirit walking in outside the hall.

Liu Wei quickly stood up, kicked Fu Zichen away, and looked at Rong Leng again: "You're back!"

Rong Leng's deep and terrifying eyes met with Liu Wei's for a long time, and then he replied: "I'm back early, could I disturb you?"

When Liu Wei heard what he said, he felt so weird that he suddenly felt dizzy and had to say: "Zi Chen came to me and said something. I wanted to wait until you come back before telling you, but now that you are back, you can talk about it." .”

Rong Leng said nothing, but glanced at Fu Zichen in the hall with an unkind look.

Fu Zichen returned to his usual graceful demeanor at this moment. He held the folding fan in his hand, pinched the fan bones, and tapped the palm of his hand with the folding fan again and again. Finally, he nodded slightly to Rong Ling as a salute.

Rong Leng silently walked into the hall, took the seat, and asked indifferently: "What do you want, Mr. Fu?"

Fu Zichen sat down and said: "It's nothing important. I just think I'll be free in a few days. I want Ah Wei to stay with me for a few days. We used to be in Qujiang Mansion and we were fine." Alone, I have been in Beijing for many days now, and I haven’t had a good time reminiscing with her, but Ah Wei said that if I want to leave the palace, I need your permission, the prince. But thinking about it, the prince has no reason to disagree, right?"

Fu Zichen finished speaking in one breath and unfolded the folding fan again, displaying the beautiful scenery and moving dragons and snakes. With just one glance, Rong Leng recognized that this was the fan that Fu Zichen had brought with him when he was at the first-level building last time.

This man seemed to like this folding fan very much. He brought it with him at least twice when we met.

Rong Leng's gaze on the fan seemed too intense. When Fu Zichen saw it, he smiled, closed the fan, and asked, "What are you looking at, Your Majesty?"

Rong Leng said nothing, his eyes only stared at the fan bone without moving.

Fu Zichen seemed to realize this and unfolded the fan again.

This time, he specially showed the scenery on the fan, and then handed the fan to Rong Leng, saying: "The prince and Ah Wei are very close. Thinking about it, I can see that this painting on the fan is exactly the work of Ah Wei." , Your Majesty, I would like to guess when and where Ah Wei painted this painting?"

Rong Leng's lonely eyes slowly looked towards Liu Wei.

Liu Wei felt that the gaze was suddenly cold, making her feel uncomfortable all over. She coughed, waved her hands and said: "Doodles in your spare time are not enough to watch..."

"I can't guess, Sir Fu, would you like to tell me?" Rong Leng interrupted Liu Wei's perfunctory words and asked Fu Zichen, but his eyes continued to stare at Liu Wei, but his gaze became colder and colder.

Liu Wei felt a cold chill on her back and quietly raised her eyes, but she glared at Fu Zichen fiercely and warned him not to talk nonsense again.

Fu Zichen ignored Liu Wei's warning and said with a nostalgic tone: "It seems like this is our first time bathing together, right?"

"Wait!" Liu Wei, who had just sat down, stood up again, gritted his teeth and corrected forcefully: "It's not 'we' bathing together, it's you bathing, and I just happened to go in and give you something!"

After Liu Wei finished speaking, he glanced at Rong Leng, but Rong Leng still looked unkind, and Liu Wei's head suddenly became as big as a bucket.

Fu Zichen had this bad habit before, and he would talk nonsense from time to time, just for fear that the world would not be in chaos.

But in the past, these problems were not a problem for Liu Wei, but now in front of Rong Leng, if he behaves nonsense, he will really kill others.

God knows how jealous Rong Leng is!

"Master Fu is taking a bath. You just happened to bring something in, but in the end you gave him a fan. Come to think of it, the two of you have a very good personal relationship." Rong Leng's tone was extremely sinister.

Liu Wei had no choice but to explain again to avoid misunderstanding: "It was midsummer, and there was a severe drought in the south of the Yangtze River. It had not rained for two consecutive months. I wanted to discuss things with him, but I never thought he was taking a bath. He shouted "It's hot" and asked me to hand it over. The fan, I saw that the fan was not a finished product, the fan was only half painted, so I picked up the pen and ink and added half of it with a few random strokes, that's all."

Liu Wei spoke so sincerely that she could almost swear.

Rong Leng still had a dark face, but there seemed to be a vein on his forehead.

Liu Weigang breathed a sigh of relief, but then he heard Fu Zichen say: "It's not just that, when you wiped my back later, I said that your painting was not good and messed up my artistic conception, so you repainted one, but the last one If it’s uglier than the previous one, I won’t bother using it.”

The word "wipe your back" fell on Rong Leng's ears, causing Rong Leng's originally better expression to suddenly change.

When Liu Wei saw this, he wanted to throw Fu Zichen out. Was this man deliberately trying to make people angry today?

"It's not about wiping his back, he asked me to hand over the towel..." Liu Wei defended with difficulty.

Fu Zichen said innocently: "But I didn't have any time on my hands at that time. It was indeed you who wiped my body."

Liu Wei fumed angrily: "Can you just not say anything?"

Fu Zichen still looked innocent, but said honestly and seriously: "Okay, okay, I'll shut up. Anyway, I always listen to you, and you don't know it."

Watching the two of them going back and forth, seemingly tit-for-tat, but in fact it was all about the intimacy in the past. Rong Leng remained silent, but his eyes became colder and colder.

Rong Leng knew very well that Liu Wei had lived for several years as an anatomy and cure doctor. She was a cheerful person who did not stick to the details of a worldly woman, but she also didn't want to have a trace of pride in her life, which had been wonderful because of other men.

"Master Fu, you came here specifically today just to chat about these old things?" Rong Leng looked at Fu Zichen coldly and asked directly.