Chapter 323: Yan Shu Arrives

The daughters created an opportunity for the Nine Princes and An Shuli to be alone, but unfortunately An Shuli didn't appreciate it. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info helpless, Nangong Qingye could only use the agitation method to force her to take herself to Chu Yan, wanting to use Chu Yan as a buffer, after all, in this situation, it is the most important thing to stay in Murong Mansion.

It's a pity that the time they chose was too coincidental, and as soon as they pushed the door, they bumped into the "adultery" of Chu Yan and Gong Yu.

An Shuli covered her eyes and asked embarrassedly, "I...... Aren't we here at the wrong time?"

Chu Yan withdrew from Gong Yu's arms and stood on the stone table, "No, I'm bored, I just discussed with Gong Daxia, when will you come back to accompany me after finishing your 'diplomacy' work." Speaking of this, Chu Yan hurriedly thanked Gong Yu, "Thank you so much just now, if it weren't for you, I would have to fall to the ground now!"

"You were about to fall just now, and Gong Yu helped you?" An Shuli asked cautiously.

"That's right, I accidentally stepped on the hem of my skirt when I stood up just now, and Gong Yu helped me. Chu Yan looked at An Shuli in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing!" An Shuli patted her chest, she just thought that Chu Yan was unwilling and wanted to add a green hat to Song Yu before getting married! If that's the case, she really doesn't know which side to stand on.

Gong Yu saw Nangong Qingye at first sight, and never left his eyes after that. Nangong Qingye hadn't seen him, but he just felt strange and didn't care very much.

An Shuli glanced at the Nine Princes, "Okay, I also brought the place, you brothers and sisters can talk, I still have something to do, go first." ”

Nangong Qingye took a step back to stop An Shuli, he took out a few pieces of paper from his arms, "I'm here to discuss with you the process of the wedding day, you are gone, who will arrange these things?" If it weren't for this, he would have followed Yun Mo to the suburbs to meet them a long time ago, how could he let Wu Hao take the lead?" ”

Nangong Qingye's reason made An Shuli unable to find an excuse to refute at all, so he could only let him pull himself back into the courtyard again.

The three of them sat down around the stone table, and only Gong Yu stood aside. His eyes stayed on Nangong Qingye's body, unspeakably lonely. Nangong Qingye glanced up at him, and asked An Shuli inexplicably, "Who is this person?"

"I haven't introduced it to you yet, this is the hero of Gong Yu Palace who I met by chance on Feng'er Road, and this is Nangong Qingye, the ninth prince of Nanchu. An Shuli introduced them to them.

Nangong Qingye had also heard that Xiao Gongzi had an extra guard named Gong Yu before, but this so-called guard was completely different from what he imagined. He has the pride of the people of the rivers and lakes, and the pride is faintly mixed with the nobility of a king. Nangong Qingye was born in the royal family, and he was surrounded by princes and generals, and he was most familiar with this feeling. If Gong Yu is the king who dominates one side, he is more convincing than the heroes of the rivers and lakes. What is the purpose of this person hiding his identity and coming to the side of the little boy? Nangong Qingye couldn't help but be a little more wary of this person.

He put the prepared few pieces of paper on the stone table, subconsciously pressed them with his hands, and did not unfold them, he looked at An Shuli and Chu Yan, and then at Gong Yu who was standing. The marriage between Nan Chu and Zhan Tiangong is a big deal, and there must be no mistakes, and the things they want to determine today are even more important, and it is always worrying to have an untrustworthy outsider here. However, several people were silent for so long, and Gong Yu didn't seem to notice at all that it was because of his problem. He still stared at Nangong Qingye and couldn't take his eyes off, as if he couldn't get enough of it in his life. This time, it really made Nangong Qingye look at it.

An Shuli had to stand up and mention Gong Yu a few words, "Gong Daxia, Gong Daxia!"

Gong Yu seemed to suddenly come to his senses, and looked at An Shuli in surprise, "What's wrong?"

"We have something to discuss, I'm afraid ......" She didn't finish her words, but it was enough for Gong Yu to understand.

Gong Yu was naturally interested, nodded, and made an excuse for himself, "I'll go and see where Feng'er is, I just have something to look for her." With that, he departed.

Nangong Qingye looked at his back, thoughtful, and always felt that this scene was familiar, "Is he very familiar with Feng'er?"

An Shuli shook her head, "I don't know, this person seems to have appeared out of nowhere." Feng'er doesn't seem to know him very well, only that his name is Gong Yu, his kung fu is good, and he also has some net worth. However, both of them are quite angry, and the two are often together along the way, and Feng'er is quite happy. As for the others, this palace hero has always turned a blind eye. An Shuli remembered something, turned her head to look at Chu Yan, "Then again, why did he come to you?"

Chu Yan shrugged, even she herself was confused. Because she has no intersection with this Gong Yu at all. "I just heard someone knock on the door and as soon as I opened the door I saw him. It baffled me, too. Chu Yan took out an oiled paper bag, "He seems to have come to bring me this." ”

An Shuli opened the oiled paper bag and looked at it, and immediately widened her eyes, "Manji's lotus cake?" Manji's lotus crisp is not famous among many pastries, but it is Chu Yan's favorite pastry. Very few people know about it, and there are only a few of them. So where did Gong Yu find out? An Shuli couldn't help but have doubts about Gong Yu.

Chu Yan took a piece of lotus cake and took a bite, and nodded with satisfaction, "Well, that's the taste! After so many years, this is still the most delicious!"

An Shuli was so surprised that she didn't know what to say, Chu Yan's heart was too big, "Aren't you afraid that this is poisonous?"

Chu Yan was still chewing lotus crisp in his mouth, and when he heard An Shuli say this, he almost choked. Nangong Qingye poured a bowl of tea and handed it to her at the right time, and Chu Yan then smoothed down the things that were stuck in his throat. She patted her chest, and she was finally able to speak. Chu Yan looked at the lotus crisp in his hand and asked An Shuli in disbelief, "This is poisonous?"

An Shuli shook her head, "I'm not a little Feng'er, I don't know how to use medicine, how can I know if there is poison in it! But you can't have the heart to guard against people, haven't you ever thought about why he knows that you love to eat lotus cakes? Don't you think all this is too much of a coincidence?"

Chu Yan put down the lotus crisp and thought about it carefully, but she still couldn't believe that Gong Yu, who came to bring her her favorite lotus cake, would be a bad person, "Maybe it's just a coincidence, or maybe Feng'er told him! Yes, it must have been Feng'er who told him!"

An Shuli sighed, "Feng'er doesn't know about this matter, okay? Besides, there is that snack goods, can this lotus cake still be delivered to you?" She knew that the little boy with gold and silver treasures couldn't look down on her, but if the food was in her hands, it would definitely be cut off!"No, there must be something wrong with this Gong Yu! I have to investigate!" As she spoke, An Shuli was about to get up and act.

Nangong Qingye patted the pieces of paper on the stone table, "You go to investigate Gong Yu, who will take care of the wedding in three days?"

An Shuli pursed her lips and sat back obediently, "Say it quickly, you can leave quickly! Don't get in my way here!"

When it came to business, Nangong Qingye was not ambiguous at all, and the three of them discussed it one by one, and when all the matters were finalized, it was already lunchtime. Chu Yan rubbed his hungry stomach and looked at the Ninth Prince weakly, "Brother Jiu, do you have anything else to do? Can you enjoy the meal? I didn't even eat breakfast today!"

An Shuli shook her head helplessly, "Finally found who Feng'er looks like! Look at your current appearance, it's exactly the same as when she was greedy." ”

Chu Yan was not annoyed, but said proudly, "That's natural, the adopted daughter is my aunt! Xiao Feng'er is also my Chu Yan's niece!" Chu Yan approached An Shuli, "So, can you have lunch?"

An Shuli couldn't say anything about her, so she could only take the lead and stand up, "Let's go." It's already this hour, I guess they've already eaten the wind!"

When they arrived in the hall, they found that everyone had gathered around the table, but the food had not yet been served. On the table, there were a bunch of horse tags. A few people gathered around the table and had a good fight.

Wu Hao, Yun Mo, Murong Lingfeng, and Murong Lingxue each held one side, Yun Han estimated that he had lost miserably just now, and was fined a lot of wine, and drunkenly lay on Murong Lingxue's shoulder, watching them play. And Gong Yu sat next to Murong Lingfeng, giving her ideas while drinking. I don't know if it's Gong Yu's good guidance or the little boy's luck, he didn't lose a game, and his hands were full of things she had won, and even Yun Mo had lost a lot of her. Wu Hao, the master at the poker table, also admitted it this time. He really didn't expect that no matter how good the card skills were, he couldn't match his luck, and the little boy didn't even understand the rules at first, and he could win by playing a few cards randomly, and there was no one.

An Shuli coughed lightly twice to attract their attention, "You guys had a good time." "Didn't you just return the stumbling tricks to others, just one morning, and they're almost ready to become brothers!" "It's almost time, it's time for lunch! Your Aunt Li is going to faint from hunger!"

The maids hurriedly put away the horse tags on the table and served delicious food. Yun Mo and Gong Yu sat beside Murong Lingfeng on the left and right, and the two looked at each other unpleasantly. And the same thing happened to An Shuli's side, she looked at Wu Hao sitting on the left, and then looked at Nangong Qingye sitting on the right, and time suddenly seemed to return to her youth. It's just that she doesn't have the heart to enjoy this kind of drama where men are jealous of her.

However, there is one person who is quite concerned about the drama around her.

Murong Lingfeng didn't even look at the two people sitting beside her, and slipped to the side of the Nine Princes with a chair. Murong Lingfeng approached the Ninth Prince and asked him, "How is it, I gave you a morning of alone time, is there any progress?"

Nangong Qingye was also helpless, and reported to her daughter in a low voice, "Who said that I was alone, and Xiao Yan was there." We finalized the wedding process this morning, and nothing else. ”

Murong Lingfeng glanced at him hatefully, "Such a good opportunity has been wasted for you, in vain I sacrificed a whole morning's time to accompany the right minister round and round, and my legs are almost thin, you actually finalized the process of the wedding? Does the wedding have anything to do with you? It's not your wedding with your mother!" Murong Lingfeng couldn't raise his chin quietly, "Look at people, seize the opportunity to be courteous, and see how happy it is to coax your mother." If you don't fight again, I'll turn against you and won't help you!"

While the two of them were talking, Wu Hao gave An Shuli a chopstick to her favorite dish, and An Shuli also smiled back with a chopstick. This is obviously just politeness, but in the eyes of the Nine Princes and the Little Prince, it is not like that.

"Ahem!" Murong Lingfeng coughed twice deliberately, and she took the initiative to add a shrimp to the Ninth Prince, "Ninth Prince, try this." My Murong family's chef is top-notch, you may not be able to eat this craft in the palace!"

Nangong Qingye tasted it and nodded, "It's really delicious, the imperial brother's imperial kitchen can't compare." He also put a chicken nugget into the little boy's bowl, "I just ate this chicken, it tastes delicious, it must be your favorite food." ”

Murong Lingfeng looked at him with a smile, "It's still the Ninth Prince who understands me." She took a bite of the chicken nugget and began her tirade, "What do you mean by doing what you like? It has to be like this! For example, I'm my mother's little baby, and if I don't agree with it, my mother won't agree to it." If I don't like someone, my mother won't take it home!"

An Shuli made her laugh angrily, "What are you two talking about?"

Murong Lingfeng blinked, "Mother, just say, is this true?"

An Shuli brewed for a long time, and finally was speechless, well, this is indeed the truth. "But didn't you have a good time with people this morning?"

"Really?" The little boy is a typical example of turning his face and not recognizing people, not to mention such a big thing as recognizing his stepfather, "I obviously have a good time with the Ninth Prince! The Ninth Prince said, he has lived in our house for this time! Mother, you have to take care of it!"

Nangong Qingye was like joy falling from the sky, but An Shuli felt that it was a thunderbolt from the sky. However, before she could object, a few more people came to Murong Mansion.

"Yo, it's all eaten!It's great, the chef of the Murong family is simply amazing!" The fat old man of Qingfeng really didn't treat himself as an outsider, so he pulled a chair and sat down as soon as he came, and asked the maid waiting on the side for a pair of bowls and chopsticks, "Little Jiuzi, your decision is too correct." For the sake of this cook's skills, he also has to live in Murong's house, there is such a chef waiting for him every day, and the delicacies of the mountains and seas will be tasteless in the future!"

Qingya also sat down, only Yan Shu was still far away with his head down, not daring to approach here.

Murong Lingfeng still understood him, and she personally got up to invite Yan Shu over, "Uncle Shi......"

However, before she could finish speaking, Yan Shu nervously grabbed her wrist, "Feng'er, Feng'er help me, now only you can help me!"