Princess, your prime minister has run away again

"Qingle, just stand there and don't move!" Seeing that Ye Jinhuang was about to rush over, the emperor hurriedly shouted.

Ye Jinhuang's footsteps stopped suddenly, and then raised her small face to look at the relieved emperor: "Father, my son and minister have something to ask for."

The emperor stabilized his frightened little heart, and then asked, "What's the matter?"

"My son fell in love with someone, and I want my father to help me find out where he is." Ye Jinhuang blushed slightly, and cast a shy glance at the emperor and said.

"You don't even know where he is, what else do you like?" The emperor chuckled, his tone full of disdain.

"It's because I don't know where it is, so I asked my father to help my ministers find it." Ye Jinhuang looked at the emperor, and then said very reasonable.

The emperor simply ignored her, and looked down at the memorial in his hand, um, Fu Yanqing's handwriting was pretty good.

Seeing that the emperor ignored him, Ye Jinhuang immediately changed his face, with a cold face, his brows and eyes were indifferent: "If the father doesn't help the son, the son will go to the mother and concubine to sue you, saying that the father is here." There is a jar of Dukang hidden under the second plum tree from the left in the Imperial Garden!"

"Presumptuous!" The emperor was furious, looked up at Ye Jinhuang's cold face, then immediately put on a flattering smile and said: "Qing Le, please don't go to your mother and concubine to complain, father will help you find Can't you? Really, it's just a trivial matter, why wouldn't father help you?"

Ye Jinhuang's mother concubine is the concubine Hui who is currently the most favored of the sixth palace. The emperor is a fearful person, and everyone in Shengjing knows this.

Ye Jinhuang, who got the promise from the emperor, happily participated in the dust-cleaning banquet at night, even though she didn't know who this Mrs. Fu was. According to Baolan, he was a handsome man.

The Dust Cleaning Banquet was not very grand, it was held in the Huaqing Palace of the noble concubine, and there were only four people participating, the emperor and noble concubine Ye Jinhuang, and Fu Yanqing.

"Father, why hasn't that person come yet? My son is hungry!" Ye Jinhuang lay on the table and knocked on the bowl with chopsticks boredly, looking out of the dark door with resentful eyes.

Mrs. Fu is such an airy person, to let this princess wait for him hungry, she has to clean up after a while!

"Qingle, knocking bowls with chopsticks is what a princess should look like for you?" Concubine Hui was very strict with Ye Jinhuang on weekdays, especially her behavior.

Receiving the slightly angry eyes of his mother and concubine, Ye Jinhuang quickly sat up straight and put the chopsticks away.Seeing Ye Jinhuang being criticized, the emperor on the side looked gloating, which caused the imperial concubine to give him a cold look.

"Ahem, Fu Yanqing should be here soon." In order to hide his embarrassment, the emperor coughed dryly, then looked outside the door and said.

As soon as the words were finished, Fu Yanqing, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, walked in from the vast night: "I am late, and I hope the emperor will forgive me."

"Sit down quickly."

As soon as Fu Yanqing entered, the imperial concubine immediately put on a smile, which made the emperor jealous.

What's so funny about a brat? Could it be that a person like me is not as good as Fu Yanqing?

It wasn't just the imperial concubine that Fu Yanqing's expression changed when he entered the door. Ye Jinhuang stared blankly at Fu Yanqing who was sitting next to him. Fu Yanqing felt her gaze, and turned his head to Ye Jinhuang with a friendly smile.

"Father!" Ye Jinhuang looked at Fu Yanqing's smiling face and suddenly yelled, which made the emperor's heart skip a beat, and then looked at her in shock.