Zhuo Yu’s child is so angry that he is an eunuch. What is it? Waiting for her to sit on the Queen's treasure one day, I must let this dead **** know that she is amazing.

Just now, she still dare not be against this dead eunuch.

This dead **** saw the day with the emperor, who knows if he would carry her words that he did not listen, causing the emperor to reject her.

Zhuo Yuer took a deep breath and swallowed the unpleasantness into the abdomen. He squeezed a smile and said: "Fu Gonggong really loves to laugh, who doesn't know that you are the big red man around the emperor, this emperor thing, and Don't you know?"

Fu Gonggong only laughed and walked forward, no longer picking up.

Zhuo Yuer asked for a boring, but also closed his mouth. After he was in Fugong’s public body, he went to the side hall and cleaned his face. Then he combed the hair and removed some jewel hair accessories. The father-in-law returned to the royal study.

Zhuo Yuer took a few steps and went to the side of the gimmick: "Is it ugly now?"

When the head of the **** is half-hanging, it looks like a rattle. "Miss is beautiful, how can it be ugly?"

It would be better if there were not those rashes. Shantou chanted in his heart, but did not dare to say it.

Miss's temper she knows best, even if she knows that she is telling the truth, as long as she is unhappy, she still has to be punished. She does not want to be punished, naturally she only chooses what the lady loves to hear.

Fu Gong Gong Er Cong Ming Ming, although staggered with Zhuo Yuer a dozen steps, but the voice of the two, still clearly into his ears.

He shook his head and shook his head. He sighed in his heart and said nothing. He accelerated his pace and brought Zhuo Yu back to the royal study.

At this time, the gate of the royal study room was closed, and the **** who was at the door saw him come back. He rushed to the front and bowed to Fu Gonggong: "Fu, the emperor is lacking, has fallen asleep, and told no one to bother."

Fu Gonggong nodded, the emperor just committed a heartache, every time he committed a heartache, he will become weak, it will be normal to rest.

"What's wrong?" Zhuo Yuer stepped forward, glimpsed that the door was closed, and immediately frowned, thinking that there would be no fox in the palace, she was not there, and the first step!

Fu Gong said: "The emperor is lacking, has already slept, Miss Zhuo will call back today, and it will not be late to visit again."

Zhuo Yu is not very angry, she came to the baba, and went to wash her face, what is it for?

As a result, he is now closing his door and not seeing her. What does he mean?

Looking at the door of the royal study, she really wanted to kick the door and rushed in to ask him what he meant.

I want to think about it, she finally did not dare to do this, here is the palace, and he, after all, is the emperor.

With unwillingness, Zhuo Yuer turned and walked away. Just out of the courtyard of the Imperial Study Room, she turned to the side of her head and said: "After returning to the government, I have something to discuss with my father."

She did not believe that it would be difficult to let the emperor give her a post after relying on her father’s power in the DPRK today.

I didn’t mention it before, but I didn’t want to, but now she thought about it.

She wants to be with him justifiably, and wants to see him every day, instead of being like this, it is hard to see him on the side.

On the night of the night, Zhuo Yuer returned to Weiyuan Houfu, talked with his father for a long time, and then quietly returned to the palace.

These, although Chu can not see, but someone will pass a letter to him.

After listening to the martial arts of the guards, Chu Yu threw the film in his hand back to the table, and Jun had a cold smile. "Looking down to see, this Weiyuan Hou, what is going to be done."

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