The mangrove was frightened, and hurriedly raised her chubby little hand to block her mouth and nose...

Yu Wentao steadied his expression, and scolded in the direction of the purple gold curtain: "Which slave who doesn't know whether to live or die! Is this flower hall also for you?" After saying that, he glanced at the old lady on the side, and the old lady lowered her shoulders and knelt down after slapping herself twice with an embarrassed face: "Please calm your anger with the prince and His Royal Highness the Prince! This is a new slave who has just arrived, and she hasn't learned the rules yet, it's all an old slave, isn't it! The old slave will pull her to the backyard..."

"I bumped into the nobleman, don't get out and kowtow!" The old lady walked towards the purple gold curtain with an angry face, Manluo was terrified, and blinked at Fu Liluo with her big misty eyes, and her little mouth had already been bitten by her.

Fu Liluo looked at the servant girl Manluo with a pale face, signaled that she could go out, and gently gestured to the mangrove with her hand a few times, meaning to let her lower her head, anyway, that Yuwen Jingyi had never seen the mangrove a few times, and the possibility of recognizing her was very small.

Manberry gritted her teeth, shrunk her shoulders and followed the old lady out, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing far away...

"Get out of here!"

Yu Wentao pounded the red table of the camphor wood hard, pretending to be annoyed.

The old lady and the mangrove were busy, and walked out towards the little bird door with their eyebrows lowered.

Yuwen Jingyi was crooked on the soft chair of Xiangyun Cuijin, a pair of narrow and cruel phoenix eyes turned erratically, and then reached out to the jade wrench on the thumb of his right hand: "Uncle Sanhuang, please calm your anger! Then wait for a cheap maid who doesn't understand the rules, pull it out and beat it and sell it! Don't be angry about such irrelevant trivial things! In the final analysis, the marriage of the county lord of Qing'e still depends on the third emperor uncle to lobby!"

At this point, Yuwen Jingyi's purpose of coming to the palace of Prince Yue is clear!

Where did he really want to kill Gu Baiyu, but he had a deep grudge with Otsuka Zaifu, so he found a reason to achieve the goal of killing two birds with one stone, one was to teach Otsuka Zaifu a lesson, and then he wanted to smoothly match Qing'e to Dou Xiaoyang.

"Does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince mean to let this king be the matchmaker, and connect the county lord of Qing'e with General Dou?"

Yuwen Tao's blue face changed and changed in an instant, and in addition to being surprised, the doubts in his heart swayed again, no one in the entire Beiyi Kyoto knew that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and General Dou were not in harmony, how could this Yuwen Jingyi match Qing'e to Dou Xiaoyang at this time? Is it really as he said, only to appease Qing'e?

"Bengong thought about it, and felt that only the Third Emperor Uncle could persuade General Dou, after all, he had the best personal relationship with the Emperor Uncle!" Yuwen Jingyi raised his hand and touched the slender scar on his left wrist, and a trace of cruelty suddenly appeared on Junyi's extraordinary face.

This scar is thanks to that Dou Xiaoyang, it was Dou Xiaoyang on his tenth birthday, stabbed him with a sword, he just said that he was a girl, who knew that the boy who didn't know the height of the sky didn't say a word, and suddenly raised his sword and stabbed him, fortunately, he reacted in time and raised his hand to block the second block, otherwise, he would have died under Dou Xiaoyang's sword.

Yu Wentao said to Yuwen Jingyi: "General Dou has already been married by the saint, and the future general's wife is the third lady of the Yongding Marquis Mansion, and the grandmother of the third lady is the crown prince, and I don't know! Where will the imperial aunt allow Qing'e to marry her grandson-in-law!"

Princess Yushan, the old lady of the Yongding Marquis Mansion, is the aunt of the current saint Yuwen Lingyong and Yue Wang Yuwentao, the prince Yuwen Jingyi is to call her the imperial aunt and grandmother respectfully, when the emperor was alive, in order to appease the Beihu barbarians, she was only five years old, sent to the land of the North Hu tiger and wolf, and when she was about to die, the emperor ordered the envoys to take her back to Kyoto.

This great grace is something that no one in the entire Beiyi royal family dares to forget!

Even the Northern Emperor Yuwen Lingyong wants to give her some affection, and now that she is her only granddaughter who is married, how can she tolerate other women getting involved!

This Yuwen Jingyi is a thoughtful person, and he must be able to think of things that Yuwen Tao can think of.

It's just that what he doesn't want to do, he wants to borrow someone else's hand to do.

"Which of the powerful families of Beiyi is not a family of three wives and four concubines, and there is a special case with him Dou Xiaoyang?" Yuwen Jingyi's cool thin lips ran over a trace of sneer, and suddenly clasped the vermilion tourmaline beads on his wrist: "Although the status of the imperial aunt and grandmother is special, if the saint has a will, she will not dare to interfere with Dou Xiaoyang's wife! No matter what, according to Qing'e's identity, it is difficult for Dou Xiaoyang to be a concubine!"

At Shangyu Wentao's stunned gaze, Yuwen Jingyi chuckled again: "Besides, General Dou is in the prime of life, how can he marry only Miss Xuanyuan for the rest of his life! The third emperor uncle might as well go and discuss with General Dou, I believe that with the imperial uncle, you will be able to get what Qing'e wants!" ”

Yuwen Tao can be heard that this Yuwen Jingyi wants to let himself be a pusher, first go to Dou Xiaoyang to test the water, if he can't push it, his prince himself will go to ask the saint to give Qing'e a marriage.

What kind of medicine is sold in this Yuwen Jingyi gourd?

Why did he bother so much to ask him to persuade Dou Xiaoyang, wouldn't it be smoother for him to ask for a will for Na Qing'e?

"This king is really confused!" Yu Wentao's eyes sank slightly, and he looked at the direction of the silent Xiaoque Gate, and his eyes suddenly brightened a little: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to ask for marriage for the county lord of Qing'e, why don't you go directly to ask the saint?" The saint has always been the most affectionate to Princess Huai'an, presumably for the sake of Huai'an's affection, he will definitely happily marry her daughter Qing'e!"

"Uncle Three Emperors doesn't know anything!"

Yuwen Jingyi frowned at the sword, stood on the side of the marble Zhu case with his hands, and said in a deep voice: "I'm not afraid of Uncle Huang's jokes when I say it, since the last banquet in the East Palace, the Holy Lord has always complained about the palace, if the Third Emperor Uncle can successfully persuade General Dou and let him willingly marry the county lord of Qing'e as the side lady, then why bother the palace to disturb the Qing'an of the Holy Palace!"

Yuwen Jingyi's remarks made Yue Wang Yuwentao, who had always been suspicious, confused.

After the last East Palace incident, Yuwen Jingyi, who was the crown prince, fell into a dilemma, and hundreds of civil and military officials discussed it in private, and even more officials who were good friends with Otsuka Zaifu and Lin Mansion were angry, saying that the former crown princess wished Shaosi to lose his morality, most of them were instructed by His Royal Highness the Prince, and even more, he even said that the prince used his power for personal gain, and asked the saint to abolish the prince in order to calm people's hearts!

Although Yuwen Lingyong managed to keep Yuwen Jingyi's position as the crown prince, since then, Yuwen Tao can also clearly feel that the Northern Emperor Yuwen Lingyong has alienated from this prince, not only took back his regent, but also tried his best to clean up Yuwen Jingyi's henchmen.

At this time, Yuwen Jingyi was inconvenient to come forward to ask for Qing'e's marriage!

While the two of them were pondering, a decently dressed little man knelt outside the door and reported: "Lord Wang, the King of Dongyang sent someone to invite the prince to the Dongyang Palace, and the person is already waiting in the front hall." ”

Yuwen Tao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, saying that this Yuwen Jingyi had also been here for a while, but he had no intention of leaving. The three of the beautiful girl's master and servant have been hiding there and are bound to be suffocated, and now it is gradually entering dusk, and Yu Wentao is also very anxious.

The tiny light outside the court was gradually shrouded in twilight mist, the cold wind blew up, and the pendant with tassels and bells on the curtain was jingled.

"I've bothered the Third Emperor Uncle for most of the day, and it's time for the palace to go back!" Yuwen Jingyi lowered his eyes slightly, stood up with the coldness in his eyes, and raised his slender fingertips to caress the wide waist on the blue dragon pattern Shu brocade.

He was already estranged from the Dongyang King, but now when he heard this person, his heart became more and more useless.

"Then the king will not be in vain! The prince will go slowly!"

Yu Wentao raised his voice and made a gesture of please, and his face was indifferent: "General Dou's side, this king has recently found an opportunity to persuade one or two, but whether it will succeed or not, this king cannot guarantee it!"

"Uncle Lao Sanhuang has bothered! The ancestor of this palace, the county lord of Qing'e, has thanked Uncle Huang!"

Yuwen Jingyi's bottomless eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, shook off his brocade robe, and walked out of the vermilion lacquer door....

Yu Wentao stared at a pair of dark phoenix eyes, glanced at the dark back at the blue brick path a few times, and when he saw him walking to the mouth of the circular corridor next to the spring peach tree, Fang lowered the emotions in his eyes and went to the door of the little bird and shouted: "Miss Gu, please come out!"

"Presumably the conversation between the prince and this king just now, Miss Gu also heard it. Yu Wentao pinched the black peach kernel pestle on the edge of the purple gold curtain, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his emotional voice was mixed with all kinds of emotions: "Anyway, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince promised to go back and let Brother Ling go, Miss Gu, please be relieved." ”

With Yu Wentao's careful thoughts, he had already discovered that Dou Xiaoyang had fallen in love with the beautiful woman in front of him, and he had insight into it when he went to the Otsuka Mansion to pay tribute to the funeral that day.

At this moment, she suddenly heard that someone wanted to protect Dou Xiaoyang, and she must have felt very uncomfortable in her heart!

"Thank you, Lord Wang. "The clear and soft voice is as soft and beautiful as soaked in snow lotus candy...

"I didn't expect that the county lord of Qing'e also liked General Dou!" Wan Er muttered, Fu Liluo only felt a dull pain in his forehead, and walked out with a handkerchief pinching his palm, and his small face like a pearl and jade invaded the shallow gloom, coughed lightly, and then bowed his head: "My cousin is thanks to His Royal Highness King Yue, and the courtiers are grateful! ”

The bright and delicate beauty was beside her, but Yu Wentao, the king of Yue, who had always been steady and self-controlled, was ethereal, and his black eyes fell firmly on her Yushu's smooth cheeks, looking at her outstanding eyebrows and eyes, but his head suddenly felt dizzy! Pursing his lips, Yu Wentao turned his head violently with a blushing face: "Miss Gu Xi is polite! This king does not ask for anything in return." ”

For his reaction, Yu Wentao was annoyed!

Not to mention that Dou Xiaoyang was happy with her, even the King of Dongyang, who had always been cold and indifferent, was also interested in her.

So no matter what, he can't have any affection for her.

For a while, Yu Wentao fell into a whirlpool of dazed struggle, he hung his blue face, and only served tea and ate it stupidly....

"Anyway, thank you Lord Wang!" Fu Liluo's lips rippled a shallow smile, and he became more and more picturesque, and King Yue, who had just recovered from his confusion, involuntarily drowned in this shallow smile.