Chapter 512 Nuan Nuan Has the Final Say

After going to court, Her Majesty the Queen returned directly to Changming Palace with her husband, and even today's meeting in the Royal Study Room was cancelled.

Fucang was silent all the way.

Chu Qinghuang turned her head and looked at him, "Are you jealous?"

"...No." Fucang shook his head sternly, his expression extremely serious, "The inheritance of the emperor's bloodline is a major event and cannot be ignored. The ministers are right."

Chu Qinghuang clicked his tongue: "This is not something you would say."

Fu Cang pursed his lips and couldn't help but think that anyway, what the ministers said made sense, and His Majesty also had his own way of dealing with it.

The palace has really been too quiet recently, and His Majesty has been sleeping for so many days, and it always feels lifeless. It would be nice to have some fun to dilute the previous atmosphere.

Anyway, he believed in Nuan Nuan, and occasionally had a little jealousy to adjust the atmosphere. In important matters, he should still have the bearing of a royal palace and not be too petty.

The corner of Chu Qinghuang's mouth raised slightly. This guy actually trusted her. Well, his mind was indeed a lot more generous. He could find a reason for himself not to be jealous at will.

"Idle time is idle time." Fucang said, "It's hot in summer, and your gentlemen are dressed elegantly. Your Majesty can enjoy the beautiful scenery of blooming flowers."

Chu Qinghuang's tone was calm and calm: "I always feel that there is a faint sour taste in this sentence."

Fucang smiled lightly: "Master, can you not be so direct? You can be a little more subtle."

"It's subtle enough." Chu Qinghuang stretched out her hand and pinched his face, "If you want to be jealous, just eat openly, I won't laugh at you. Besides, I am not the only one to appreciate the beautiful scenery of flowers and flowers competing for beauty, you can You can also get some insights.”

"Your Majesty, please pay attention to your manners." Fucang reminded her, "You must maintain the dignity of the emperor in front of the palace people. You must not laugh or curse at will. It will have a bad influence."

Chu Qinghuang raised her hand and pointed behind her.

Fucang turned around and saw that Yuan Bao and a large number of palace people were following him from a distance. He looked down at the ground and couldn't hear what they said or see what they did.

After a moment of silence, Fucang continued to insist on his point of view: "There are people coming and going in this palace. If you are not careful, you will be seen by others, which will damage your Majesty's majesty."

Chu Qinghuang sighed: "Okay, it seems that you very much hope that I will maintain the image of an unparalleled, calm and wise emperor. In this case, you will kneel down and I will go to the imperial study room to review the memorial -"

Fucang interrupted her: "My subordinate is now a shadow guard and cannot leave His Majesty's side."

"Bold." Chu Qinghuang frowned, "Do I allow you to speak?"

Fucang lowered his eyebrows and said, "This subordinate deserves to die."

After not hearing this sentence for a long time, Chu Qinghuang raised his eyebrows, "Fifty rattan?"

Fucang raised his eyes silently: "Fifty?"

"Why," Chu Qinghuang's tone was full of authority, "Do you think my sentence is too harsh?"

"My subordinates dare not."

"Just don't dare." Chu Qinghuang snorted coldly, "Be more conscious later, don't wait for me to teach you what to do."

Fu Cang complied obediently, looking like a docile and harmless little rabbit.

However, this meekness only lasted until they arrived at Changming Palace. As soon as the two of them stepped into the palace door one after another, Fu Cang closed the door behind him, picked up Chu Qinghuang and walked quickly into the inner palace.

"Nuan Nuan." He pinned her down on the bed and Fu Cang looked at her without blinking an eye. His tone was particularly domineering, "Nuan Nuan should make another decree, ordering all those participating in the talent show not to dress up in fancy clothes or look like It’s like showing off like a peacock spreading its wings, let alone deliberately showing courtesy in front of His Majesty——”

"Fucang, you are your majesty, why should I be your majesty?"

"Nuan Nuan is your Majesty."

"You have the final say, or do I?"

"Nuan Nuan has the final say."

"Then you still make so many demands on me." Chu Qinghuang smiled faintly, "You are so brave."

Fucang curled his lips, and his tone sounded a bit arrogant: "It's the master's habit to be timid."

Chu Qinghuang said: "My whole body is sore."

Fucang pursed her lips and stood up without saying a word. Chu Qinghuang turned over on the bed and said, "Pinch it from head to toe."

Fu Cang happily accepted the order.

As a result, the atmosphere in the hall soon became sultry again. Fu Cang pressed her hands carefully, his eyes fell on the slender white neck, and his fingerprints fell on the jade-like skin. I always felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment. .

Even through several layers of clothes, he knew how obvious the traces left by last night's intense session were.

Slowly leaning over, Fu Cang kissed the back of her neck devoutly. His hot breath fell on the sensitive neck, arousing waves of shivers that made the hairs stand on end.

"Fucang." Chu Qinghuang said calmly, "Don't mess around. There are still a lot of important things to do today."

Fu Cang straightened up obediently and massaged her waist and legs, "Yes."

After being quiet for a while, he suddenly spoke out of nowhere: "Didn't Nuannuan like to tease me before? Why are you so honest now?"

"Presumptuous." Chu Qinghuang quickly turned over and sat up, directly laying him down on the bed. "You are so audacious."

Fucang looked at her innocently, his eyes seeming to say, isn't what I said the truth?

"I will make you lawless." Chu Qinghuang said coldly, "Go and get the cane."

…

Qinghuang: A group of little stepmothers are looking forward to getting you beaten every day. If I don’t beat you, it will look like I don’t love you.

Fucang obediently held up the cane: "Uh-huh, uh-huh, please give me a light slap~"