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Chapter 1295: I’ve Thought About It
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Yes, Your Highness!” Immediately, someone else went over.
When the chief eunuch saw this, he could not help but say worriedly, “Your Majesty, if this was Ni Dingyuan, you would still know a little bit about his background. This isn’t Ni Dingyuan at all, so it’s unsafe to look into this matter. Moreover, he was brought out from Prince Xu’s estate, so it’s very likely that Prince Xu is behind this. If he wants to do something to you, it’s better for him to have someone by your side. He should not be in your bedroom eating.”
Fu Ying smiled faintly. “If I don’t keep him in this hall, how can I control my cousin and make him think that I really like the person he offered? What if he starts investigating us?”
The chief eunuch immediately fell silent. Their Empress was suffering, and was constantly surrounded by tigers and wolves. If he wasn’t afraid that Beicheng would be destroyed in the hands of others sooner or later, the former Emperor wouldn’t have personally sent his only daughter to the throne.
Once Xue Wufu finished his meal and was no longer hungry, he immediately felt that his mind had become much clearer. He hurriedly scurried out of the side hall and came in front of Fu Ying.
The person in front of her moved like a monkey, he was obviously very active. Fu Ying felt that her head was hurting again looking at him being full of energy.
Xue Wufu didn’t notice it at all. As soon as he came over, he excitedly said to her, “Okay, I’ve thought about it. Are you saying that I was captured by Prince Xu and it has nothing to do with you? Since you brought the wrong person into the palace. Does that mean I can leave now?”
At first, the chief eunuch thought that Xue Wufu was like a monkey, but now that Xue Wufu had rushed over, sat on his one knee, leaned on the brick bed with both hands, and even smiled, he felt that Xue Wufu was being a gangster again. Naturally, he wanted to pull this big dog down from the bed, but the Empress had stopped him before he could do anything. Now, he did not dare to casually touch Xue Wufu. He only looked down and pretended not to see anything.
Fu Ying also felt that the person who suddenly approached her was quite rude, and he was standing a bit too close to her. His handsome and extremely energetic face was right in front of her, but she did not retreat.
She opened her mouth and was about to say something, but Xue Wufu actually had no intention of asking her to answer at all. After asking her, he excitedly ran out.
“I’m free! I’m free!”
Fu Ying facepalmed, feeling a throbbing pain in her head.
Without needing her order, the guards stopped Xue Wufu just as he was about to step out.
“You wicked woman!” Xue Wufu roared.
Fu Ying really couldn’t stand the noise. “Let’s just knock him out.”
Before the guard could answer, Xue Wufu, who was being carried by the guard on both sides, hurriedly smiled and fawned over her. “I won’t be loud anymore, I promise. Don’t strike me, pretty please?”
Fu Ying then waved her hand, signaling for the guards to leave.
With no one to hold him up, Xue Wufu immediately went up the bed again and reached his hand out to Fu Ying. If he wanted to win over Fu Ying, wasn’t it better to win her heart first?
However, before his hand could touch Fu Ying, Fu Ying grabbed his wrist and twisted it.
“Ah, it hurts, it hurts!” Xue Wufu immediately bared his teeth and shouted. His other hand kept hitting Fu Ying’s hand that was grabbing his wrist, demanding Fu Ying to let go of him.
Fu Ying’s face was cold. “Don’t test my patience.” With that, she flung Xue Wufu aside, who almost fell off the bed.
Since Fu Ying knew martial arts and was stronger than him, Xue Wufu naturally did not dare to fight Fu Ying anymore. He immediately became much more obedient. He rubbed his arm that was hurting and climbed to the other side of the bed. He made sure that he sat opposite Fu Ying gloomily.
There was nothing worth speaking anymore. However, it was worse than killing him if he didn’t speak. After sitting there for a while, he couldn’t help but speak to the person opposite him. “When will you let me go?”