Chapter 591

In the study, two men stand one after the other, the former looks cold, the latter is respectful.

In the middle of them, there was a long rosewood table, which looked very empty. There was only a light blue square packing box, which was very conspicuous.

There is a purple ribbon on the package box, which is made into a beautiful bow, which is quite exquisite.

"What is that?"

The young emperor swept the things on the ground, his voice was not big or small, but he had a momentum of not being angry and self-confident.

Director Fan bowed his eyebrows and replied meticulously.

"It's a gift specially sent by master Feins. It's for Suwan. I don't know what's in it. I think it's not quite in line with the rules, so I've come to inform your highness

As a matter of fact, it is not uncommon to give things to the bodyguards and maids of the imperial palace. Even when two people give gifts to each other, manager fan never pays attention to them.

But now it's not the same. Manager fan can't figure out Su Wan's position in the emperor's heart, so Feins's gift is like hot potato, and it's a little tricky.

If you send it to Su Wan directly, manager fan is afraid that the emperor will be angry when he knows about it, and he will be in bad luck.

Even if it is only one in ten thousand possibilities, manager fan will handle it carefully.

Manager fan is a personal genius. Of course, he doesn't want to hurt himself.

After director Fan replied, he raised his eyes slightly and looked carefully at the person in front of him with the rest of his light. He didn't want to miss any tiny expression change of the other party.

It's a pity that the young emperor's happiness and anger are not in the form of color. All year round, he has an ice face, and his thin lips are tightly pressed, which gives people an extremely thin and cool feeling.

Sure enough, director Fan was soon disappointed.

The young man stood upright, his eyes still like a deep pool, as if there was no change.

What does that mean?

Does not your highness mean that the gift can be disposed of by yourself?

"Your Highness?"

Manager fan took the idea of being a bad youth, so he had to make a soft voice and gently remind him.

As if he didn't hear manager fan's words, the young emperor locked his eyes on the gift box on the long table, as if to stare at a hole in the box.

Seeing that the young man never said a word, director Fan exuded a drop of sweat from his palm, and felt that he was really in trouble.

Neither can he retreat nor advance. He is caught in the middle. It's hard to be a man.

The young emperor glanced at manager fan, who opened his eyes slightly. A heart was lifted to his throat, thinking that he was going to speak, but he did not.

The air suddenly froze and fell into an awkward silence.

"Manager fan, you seem very anxious?"

The young man took back his eyes and said softly.

At the casual tone, director Fan's hand trembled a little.

Yes, it's just a gift. I'm not over reacting.

Perhaps the relationship between his highness and Su Wan is not as complicated as he speculated.

Just in case of emergency, he came to inquire about his Highness's meaning.

Director Fan raised his head. He has been here for decades. The high priest who is more perverse than the current emperor has served on him. How can he be stage fright.

He soon calmed down, and there was a dripping smile on his face.

"No, your Highness has misunderstood me. I just want to ask what to do with this gift. Does your highness think?"

It seems that the current emperor doesn't like to beat around the bush. It is better for him to indicate his purpose directly in the future.

Manager fan wrote this down in his heart.

Hearing manager fan's words, the young emperor's lips were slightly crooked, and a sarcastic arc was formed.

He paid no attention to manager fan, and his eyes glanced directly at the box on the long table.

Several lotus shaped crystal chandeliers shine on the head, emitting a few soft light, which makes the box with exquisite packaging more gorgeous.

What's in this?

I don't know why, looking at this box, the young people are very unhappy.

It's like a thorn stuck in my throat. It's very uncomfortable.

Because of director Fan's report, he knew that Su Wan and Feins had met alone.

I don't know what I've talked about

A trace of displeasure passed in the man's eyes, and the thin and cool smile on his lips became colder and colder.

Very good. It seems that we had a good time talking with each other. Just a few minutes later, Feins couldn't wait to deliver something to Su Wan.

He is a little curious now. What did Suwan say to Feins

It's not really a love affair, is it?

The idea that comes out suddenly in the mind, make the man's face suddenly black down.

Feeling the temperature of the sudden cold sink around, manager fan was a little puzzled.Your highness, seems to be suddenly angry?

Why?

Director Fan's forehead exudes a little cold sweat, afraid that he will become a vent if he is not careful.

It's not that he hasn't been in this role before, it's just

Just when manager fan was trembling, he suddenly saw the youth in front of him move.

Director Fan opened his eyes wide and watched the emperor stretch out his hand calmly and began to open the ribbon on the gift box.

The other side's action is very elegant, but the expression on his face is gloomy, which makes manager fan tremble with fear.

This picture is so weird

Soon, the package of the gift box was opened.

A bundle of thick wood colored paper was carefully tied together by a string, and a light blue card was attached to the stack of wood colored paper. Because of the different colors, it was very eye-catching.

Why is it all paper?

Director Fan frowned and couldn't understand what Feins meant. Who has ever seen a pile of paper for his sweetheart?

Besides, they are not bound into a book. They are very loose. Except for the light blue card, the paper below is gray and old.

Manager fan became more and more curious. He stared at the box for a moment. He only hated that his eyesight was not good enough to see what was written on the paper.

The young emperor glanced at manager fan, and his eyes seemed to be quenched with ice, which made people cold all over the body.

Manager fan shuddered. He immediately took back his eyes and began to look at his nose, nose and heart. He was very respectful.

The young man moved his eyes to the gift box. He picked up the light blue card at the top of the box without thinking about it.

"Miss Su, although you refused my previous request, I think it's not easy to collect these music scores. Some of them are out of print. It's not good if you just stay here to accumulate dust. The ancients said that swords are given to heroes, and pink to beauties. Naturally, these music scores should be given to those who love Guqin. I hope Miss Bosu will smile

Finally, there's the signing, Feins ciswell.

The young emperor's eyes grew deeper and deeper, and the strength of his hand holding the card increased.

Good, good.

He gave a sneer, and then gave orders directly to manager fan.

"Take these things out and burn them all."