Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 2
Waking up the next day, Fuchen got up in a daze and went to the toilet.The little short legs stepped on a fluffy step, walking crookedly with one left foot and the right foot, bypassing the man at the table and walking towards the door.

"Where are you going?" came a cold male voice.

Fuchen stopped, turned his head to look backward, stared at his eyes for a long time, called "Daddy", walked to the side of the regent, climbed onto his lap, and sat down by himself.Even if he rubbed his eyes and felt sleepy, he acted obediently as a good boy.

"What do you want to do when you open the door?" the regent asked again.

"Hush." ​​Fuchen leaned against the regent, pecked and pecked his head, and was about to fall asleep again.

"Take the princess to the toilet." The regent ordered.

The servant girl stepped forward and picked up Fu Chen.

Fuchen listened in a daze to the arrangement to go to the bathroom, and was served to wash, change, dressed, and was carried on the table.

There are many styles of porridge, vegetables, and steamed buns on the table, which are not luxurious.

"Eat." The regent ordered, who had been sitting upright all the time.

Fuchen yawned big, subconsciously grabbing the buns.

"Ah!" His hand was hit by chopsticks, and it hurt.

The regent was serious, "Use chopsticks."

Fu Chen looked at his face, Father Yan... was most afraid of this.She went to pick up the buns with chopsticks and put them in her porridge bowl.

There is another education in the ear, "How much to eat, how much to take."

"Oh." Fuchen responded.I didn't expect that I would adapt to the script of strict father and daughter filial piety so quickly.

The two ate in silence.The butler entered the room, "My lord, the prince wants to see you."

Regent: "Let him in."

The prince came striding forward, but unexpectedly, the villain on the table stopped.

"There are no rules. When you meet people, you have to ask politely." The regent didn't even look at the prince, and just educated Fu Chen.

Fuchen got off the table obediently, walked up to the prince, clasped his hands together and bowed, "Hello, brother."

An embarrassed smile appeared on the prince's face, and he tore off a piece of jade from his waist and gave it to Fu Chen, obviously not expecting to give a gift. "A meeting gift for you."

"Thank you, brother." Fuchen bowed again while holding the jade, bounced back to the chair, and handed the jade to the regent.

The regent glanced at it, "Take it."

The prince squatted down and greeted him in a standard manner, "Uncle Emperor."

"Mmm." The Regent read aloud, "Let's sit down and have breakfast together."

The crown prince sat down and did not take his chopsticks, but said, "Uncle Emperor, I have read Zhang Shangshu's embezzlement papers to see if there are any hidden secrets in it. Take him directly to Dali Temple for interrogation, and it is easy to torture him into tricks."

Zhang Shangshu?
Isn't this the father of the female advocate Rourou?
The villain is going to break the wings of the hero and heroine so soon?
Fuchen opened his eyes, hugged the bowl, remained silent, and acted like a friendly crowd.

"The prince doesn't believe in Dali Temple's ability to handle affairs? Or does he not believe in this king's ability to handle affairs?" The regent said calmly.

"No." The crown prince denied it immediately, "I just didn't expect that people had already entered Dali Temple, so I received the booklet."

This is overhead power.Fuchen silently analyzed, in order to avoid leaving the table, he worked hard to eat.

"This king is the regent, so I should relieve you of the burden." The regent said.

Very thick-skinned.Fuchen scolded in his heart, he really is a villain, but he is shameless.

"But next year I will be crowned. If there is no exercise, how can Gu take up the position of emperor?" The prince suddenly used the code name "Gu", and there was a hint of impatience in his tone, obviously suppressing his anger.

Five years ago, the emperor passed away due to a serious illness, so he issued an imperial edict to designate Liu Wang as the regent, to assist the crown prince Liu Ming, and to ascend the throne in his twenties.

It's a pity that Liu Wang has been weakening the power of the prince all these years.

The Minister of the Ministry of War is the line that the prince just set up, and he has always been a neutral faction.But the crown prince and his pro-daughter Zhang Rourou were ambiguous, and Zhang Shangshu might also quietly take his position.

Fu Chen stared blankly at the two of them, the plot had already come to this point.She has to do something.

What the hell can she do? !Fuchen had already foreseen the tragic failure of his mission.

"My lord, the crown prince, Zhang Shangshu's daughter-in-law is here to see you." The butler entered the room and sent a message.

"Biography." The prince snapped up.

The regent glanced at the prince, as if he was watching a child, and ignored him at all.Seeing that there were rice grains beside Fuchen's mouth, he reached out to wipe it off.

But Fu Chen, who was holding a bowl to eat, raised his eyes, saw Zhang Rourou who entered the room, his eyes lit up, his face was smiling, and he said heartily, "Mother!"

The regent who wiped his face paused.

The prince was dumbfounded.

Zhang Rourou, who had just entered the room and squatted down to greet her, was still confused about the situation, but she was rushed by the running girl, rubbed her face affectionately, and shouted, "Mom!"

The father of the girl who had just been recognized by the public——the Prince Regent's face turned black.

The prince who had just made a private decision with Zhang Rourou for life also turned dark.

Zhang Rourou, who had just grown up, raised her eyes, her almond eyes widened, and she argued, "No. The prince, prince, and daughter of the people don't know this child."

"This is the princess!" The prince walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

The regent's one hand was like an eagle's claw, and he forcefully pulled back the floating dust who wanted to win the relationship, "Miss Zhang, go back if you have nothing to do. If your father is really wronged, he will return home safely."

Zhang Rourou, who did nothing, said anxiously, "My lord—"

However, the prince hastily left with Fat Fuchen in his arms, he has something urgent to do now.

"Call all the women in the backyard to come and assemble," the regent ordered.

The regent threw Fuchen on the chair, and when all the young masters and servants in the backyard came, he ordered sharply: "Everyone raise their heads, let the princess take a good look." Turning his head to Fuchen, he pointed to a group of women, "Look, Which mother would you like to call?"

These women are either delicate and charming, or bright, or mature, or old, or strong and powerful, or weak and supportive... There are all kinds of women.

Fu Chen was stunned, "..." looked up at this man in disbelief, her silly father in name.

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