Chapter 477 How Is He Worse than Fu Cang?

When Fu Cang saw Hong Yu, he was sitting in a daze on the palace corridor, looking a little sad. The petite and white spirit pet squatted on the vermilion railing, looking at him eagerly.

Fu Cang paused when he saw the scene in front of him. Just as he was about to speak, a childish voice suddenly sounded: "Guests are coming! Guests are coming!"

Hong Yu was awakened instantly. He looked up and saw Fu Cang, frowning: "What kind of guest is this?"

The spirit pet's voice was childish: "My Lord, the Imperial Husband! My Lord, the Imperial Husband!"

Hong Yu slapped him with a weak slap, full of dissatisfaction: "Don't talk nonsense."

The little pet jumped flexibly and jumped towards Fu Cang. Fu Cang raised his hand and subconsciously wanted to slap it away, but for some reason, he withdrew his strength at the critical moment and silently reached out to take it.

The little pet just curled up in his palm obediently, with a pair of smart eyes that were cute and bright: "My Lord! My Lord!"

Fu Cang looked at it silently, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, so he reached out and touched its head a little clumsily.

A light sneer sounded.

"You little traitor, sooner or later I will fry you, roast you and eat you." Hongyu looked at a little thing that was clinging to the powerful and snorted, "You are not ashamed."

The little pet ignored him.

Fu Cang raised his eyes slightly and looked at Hongyu: "I have something to talk to you about."

"I am busy." Hongyu turned his head and looked at the flowers outside the palace corridor. "Today's weather is really good, the sun is shining, and there are no clouds in the sky. It's suitable for going out to play."

Fu Cang: "..."

Hongyu held his chin, his eyes fell on the blue sky in the distance, and he sighed deeply.

So annoying.

I don't want to care about anyone.

But Fu Cang obviously had a way to deal with him. His cold and indifferent voice soon sounded in his ears: "Your Majesty has given an oral order. The Imperial Astronomical Observatory Zhan Hongyu is listening to the order."

Hongyu was stunned, then turned his eyes and glared at him: "Didn't you just say that you had something to ask me? How did it become His Majesty's oral order? Are you deliberately deceiving me?"

Fu Cang had no expression on his face.

Hongyu grumbled in dissatisfaction, stood up and brushed his sleeves, and knelt down to receive the order.

"Your Majesty orders you to immediately divine and choose an auspicious day for marriage." Fu Cang said calmly, and added, "It is best to be in autumn."

After saying this, he turned and left without staying for a moment.

Hongyu stared at his back, and the more he looked, the more he felt that he was showing off, and he wished he could burn a hole in his back.

Auspicious day for marriage?

Isn't it just that His Majesty is going to give him a status? What's there to be proud of?

Hongyu thought of Fu Cang's good luck. Since Chu Qinghuang's body was replaced by another person, Fu Cang has been blessed by heaven. Not only has his status and position risen, but his relationship has also been smooth sailing.

Her Majesty the Queen dotes on him to the extreme, and almost always responds to his requests.

Thinking about himself again, he was left with depression.

Hongyu stood on the corridor, looking down at the clear lake, where a beautiful and delicate face was reflected, sometimes frowning in confusion, sometimes sighing.

He couldn't help wondering, where is he worse than Fu Cang?

Obviously he is more beautiful, more lovely, sweet and coaxing, why is Fu Cang so favored, while he is tied to an unreliable red line by the confused Yue Lao?

Did he have a grudge with Yue Lao in his previous life?

The more Hongyu thought about it, the more he felt that this was possible. Thinking of Princess Duanmu who had been staying in the bedroom to cultivate herself these two days, Hongyu couldn't help but feel a headache.

Maybe he should go home.

He has been away from home for too long, his father must miss him. He will go back to greet his parents and ask what red string the matchmaker is tying.

Can he take the red string back and tie another one?

Only the Queen's marriage...

Hongyu frowned and turned to the direction of the Imperial Observatory to ask for divination first and see the result.