65: C65 Eat

C65 Eat

Unlike his harsh words just now, the emperor cast a shadow on Yun's eyes with a complicated expression: "Yun, I misunderstood you. Whatever Yun wants, I will compensate you."

It was not easy for the emperor to admit that he was wrong.

Murong Yun smirked playfully as a faint, cold light appeared. He immediately rejected him, "No need."

"Are you feeling better?" The emperor faked his concern.

"Yes."

Receiving the answer, the emperor acted as if nothing had happened. He said gently, "Since that's the case, then come to Yun. He's a bastard, so Yun doesn't need to lower himself to him."

"Mm, is there anything else?" As expected, he threw out these words indifferently. He no longer had the patience to do so.

"Nothing else." The emperor was very thick-skinned. One second, he would shout for battle, and the next, he would speak in a soft voice as if nothing had happened.

The reason why he let Murong Yun go to court earlier was very simple. After this incident, he felt that it would be better to 'monitor' him every day than to let him do as he pleased.

"Since you have nothing else to do, you can leave now?"

How could the Emperor dare to stop him? Unfathomable nodded: "Send Eighth Prince out of the palace."

Eunuch Cao carefully followed along the way. Murong Yun acted as if he did not hear anything as he continued to walk.

After exiting the palace gates, he stopped. His eyes were as dark as the night, and his sinister expression could not be dispersed …

Su Liancheng laid bonelessly on the carriage outside the palace. When he saw him, he immediately rolled over and landed on the ground.

Su Liancheng: "Eighth brother, the silly crown prince entered the Sky Prison?"

Murong Yun: "OK."

"The Emperor wants you to attend the morning assembly in the future?"

"Yes."

"Next up, the empress will go to the emperor and cause trouble. The crown prince suffered some physical pain before finally being released from prison?"

"Yes."

Su Liancheng: "..."

"Eighth brother, you are too godly! Everything is within your expectations. " These were the results of his questions on the way here. No matter what eighth brother said, the result would be the same.

In his entire life, he had never submitted to anyone but eighth brother.

"Hmm …" No, he admires Eighth Sister-in-law even more. For Eighth Sister-in-law to be able to take down her eighth brother's heart, he admires Eighth Sister-in-law even more!

"However... "If that's the case, eighth brother, you and Eighth Sister-in-law won't have much time to meet each other. Will it really be alright?"

This time, Murong Yun did not reply him. The emperor knew what he was thinking. In order to make him feel at ease, he could only do this if he had nothing to do.

Su Liancheng didn't feel awkward as he continued, "Just now, Mo sent Snowy back. He was in a hurry to deliver the medicine to the master, so he left after a short while." The meaning in his words was that eighth brother, you came too late.

Murong Yun was not in a good mood, "Let's go."

"Alright, eighth brother, please get on the horse. Let's go!" Without Feng Qing, the situation was more urgent, so Su Liancheng temporarily became the coachman.

Tsk tsk tsk, eighth brother really was drinking heavenly resources like that. With two Ferghana Horses pulling a carriage, other than eighth brother, no one else would do such a thing, right?

Luo Jianjian wasn't in a hurry to go back after leaving the relay station. She first went to the ancient clothing store to look around, "Feng Qing, can you paint?"

Feng Qing replied honestly, "A little."

What did the wangfei want to do now?

"That's great, help me design some clothes, hurry up."

Feng Qing: "..." His hands were for killing, not for painting.

However, no matter how much he ridiculed her, Feng Qing still obediently picked up a pen and paper, "How does Consort Wang want to draw it?"

"First, draw a rough outline of the man's clothing. Then, this, this, then …"

Unfortunately, Luo Jianjian had overestimated Feng Qing's painting skills. Feng Qing's painting skills were about the same as hers. They each had their own strengths and were very abstract.

When she took what Feng Qing thought was a very good "design script", Luo Jianjian was drunk.

"Her curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of her mouth could not help but twitch!" Brother, is this how you lie to me? In Your Heart... Is the princess worthy of wearing such clothes? "

Those who didn't know him would think that he had painted a beggar costume!

Feng Qing shook his head and said with a serious face, "Princess, you are too serious. Feng Qing is only a subordinate of the Prince, so he doesn't dare to call himself a brother to Princess."

Was this the f * cking important point!?

It's over. I don't have a chance today. Luo Jianjian directly bought a few smaller men's clothing sets for tomorrow's practice.

She believed that Xiao Xue would come. Otherwise, she wouldn't have left in anger and let people punish Sun Zhe.

"Oh right, Feng Qing, think of a way to tell Snowy about me beating Brother Sun Zhe today."

Feng Qing understood what his wangfei meant. If Eleventh Princess knew that his wangfei had vented her anger on her behalf, she would definitely lose her anger and come back.

Feng Qing hugged a pile of parcels: "Put it down Princess, Feng Qing will definitely do it."

His mind drifted to a faraway place. He did not know what was going on with his master. With his wife, he had no use for heroes at all. Other than washing and cooking everyday, he did not even train much.

After returning to the Luo's Pavilion, Luo Jianjian prepared to sleep.

At that moment, the housekeeper's voice came from outside the door. "Fourth Miss, is Fourth Miss back yet?"

"Xiao Yue, is Fourth Miss in the room?" This was the first time the butler treated Xiao Yue the best.

Xiao Yue became more cautious and did not answer Luo Qiu's question at all. Instead, she asked, "Why is Luo Qiu looking for our young mistress?"

Normally, Housekeeper Luo would not give an answer, but today was not his usual day. Housekeeper Luo smiled and said in an amiable manner, "Miss Xiao Yue, don't be nervous. It's a good thing, a heavenly good thing!"

"What good thing? Butler Luo, what do you want to say first? " Of course, xiaojie was here. However, it wasn't too late to ask her about it later!

"Prime Minister knows that our Fourth Miss has been chosen as the last disciple by Master Ling Tian. Why don't you tell me why Fourth Miss is hiding it?" "I don't know if I've notified Prime Minister in advance. He's waiting for Fourth Miss in the front hall for her to eat!"

"Pa Da …"

Xiao Yue's bowl of rice that she had just prepared for the dog fell to the ground. The dog looked at his bowl with a wronged expression.

"Are you serious, Butler Luo?" Xiao Yue's eyes were filled with joy.

"How can that be false? Was Fourth Miss there? Prime Minister has been waiting for a long time! "

Luo Jianjian listened to the conversation outside the door and couldn't stop the mocking expression on her face. Prime Minister Luo was really snobbish. He had never called her out for a meal before, yet he was actually waiting for her today?1

"Miss, miss?" Xiao Yue was knocking on the door.

Luo Jianjian opened the door and glanced at Xiao Yue, "Butler Luo, please report back first. I'll be there shortly."

Butler Luo rubbed his hands together. "Let's go together. Is Fourth Miss done packing?"

So fervent?

Dogman tugged on Luo Jianjian's skirt. She crouched down and hugged him. "Then let's go."

She had nothing to pack, so she took Dogman with her and joined in the fun.

"Miss …" Xiao Yue wanted to ask if she wanted to go.

In fact, they had already eaten.

Luo Jianjian thought for a moment, "Xiao Yue, wait for me in the yard." If there were any special circumstances, it would be inconvenient for Xiao Yue to stay there.

"Yes, miss." Xiao Yue was a little disappointed, but she agreed obediently.

"Feng Qing, let's go."

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