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Chapter 275 The Beautiful Prime Minister Is Disabled (33)

Chapter 275 The Beautiful Prime Minister Is Disabled (33)

In this way, another half month passed.

For the past half month, Rong Xuan still followed what Zifu said every day, but he would be slightly lost in thought for a period of time every day.

Qingxuan felt that the master was missing Miss Furong.

Before he just came back from work, he heard people say that his master loves Miss Fu Rong, but he just listened to it as a fabricated joke.

After all, with Miss Furong's appearance, she couldn't match her master.

But later, Miss Furong gave her master a painstaking diagnosis and treatment, and he noticed them all.

Compared with those delicate women in the deep boudoir of Da Chu, Miss Fu Rong is more suitable for the master.

Besides, the master likes it too.

It's no wonder he said those good things for Miss Furong.

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Rong Xuan hadn't seen Zifu for a whole month, and for some reason, he suddenly missed her a little.

Even though they have only been together for less than two months, they seem to have known each other for a long time.

Rong Xuan thought carefully about the reason why he did this, but there are traces to follow.

Although he and Murong Fu have only been together for two months, but these two months have been together day and night, seeing each other every day.

And Murong Fu...had put her heart into him.

That's why he missed her so much.

He took out the pound bucket covered with mottled bloodstains from his cuff, and the bloodstains left behind had already turned deep black and red.

Rong Xuan gently rubbed the bloodstain with his fingertips, doubts gradually flooded into his calm eyes like a deep lake.

He couldn't guess what she wanted to do?

Sometimes, he wanted to ask her directly.

But what he hopes more is that she can take the initiative to confess to him.

It's just... what is he thinking about her?

I miss you so much, do you like it?

Rong Xuan felt that it was more like a habit, a habit of having this person by his side.

Getting along with a person day and night, and there are so many skin-to-skin actions.

He said that he didn't feel touched in the slightest, even he himself didn't believe it.

Touchable is not pleasant.

After thinking for a while, Rong Xuan put away the pounding bucket.

Open the few bamboo slips on the case table and start to deal with business.

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In the past two years in Dachu, natural disasters and man-made disasters have continued.

Plagues, floods, severe droughts, and wildfires occurred everywhere.

Homeless refugees are everywhere.

Coupled with heavy taxes, the people at the bottom of Dachu can no longer maintain the most basic life.

It was a good year, but he was starved to death.

Not long ago, Emperor Chu sent the second prince Murong Huan to deal with the refugees who flowed into Lincheng, but Murong Huan drove those refugees out and closed the gate of the city.

Let them suffer hunger and cold outside, and finally there are dead people all over the city.

This matter was suppressed by Murong Huan, and when he came back to report to Emperor Chu, he said that all the refugees had been settled.

Sure enough, there was no report about the riots of the refugees in Lincheng, and the emperor of Chu rewarded Murong Huan well.

Although the Emperor of Chu didn't like Murong Huan, but at present, he was the only prince worthy of great responsibility.

Now half of the officials in the court are Murong Huan's people, and the power of the Chu Emperor is gradually being emptied.

After Emperor Chu really lost power, it was time for Murong Huan to show his fangs.

Rong Xuan thought for a while, wrote a memorial about the real situation of the refugees in Lincheng, and anonymously asked Shen Qingrong to help him stuff it into the bedside of the Emperor Chu's Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The emperor of Chu was fatuous and innocent, and he was greedy for pleasure. He even asked Murong Huan to accompany him in revising the memorials in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

If it was stuffed into the booklet, Emperor Chu might not be able to see it.

The head of the bed is the most conspicuous place, and the licentious Emperor Chu must be able to see the memorial.

(End of this chapter)