Chapter 310: Insidious (Page 1/1)

The land south of the Yangtze River has beautiful scenery and rich products, and there are many literati and scholars, beauties and talented women, which can be described as a fairyland on earth.

A day ago, Yang Ye, the king of Wei, had always felt that he was living a fairy-like life here, but with the arrival of an uninvited guest, Yang Ye's heart that floated up to the sky and didn't know the sorrow of the world finally fell back to the mortal dust.

"Lone still thought that his uncle had died under the chasing knife and would never see each other again in this life," Although Han Su was not welcome in his heart, Yang Ye had to make a happy appearance of reunion after the catastrophe, "Fortunately, the sky blesses, my uncle is safe and sound, and Lone is really overjoyed!" Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Yuhe who was standing behind Han Su with an expressionless face, Yang Ye said enthusiastically without waiting for Han Su to speak: "This is my cousin? ”

For this obviously nonsense compliment, Yuhe secretly rolled her eyes, and bowed reservedly and coldly, "Your Highness Xie praises." ”

Yang Ye didn't expect that Han Su, his own maternal uncle, had never given him a look, but it was Yuhe, a subordinate cousin who had sold his life for many years, who shook his face first. He has been smooth sailing in the past two years, and in a short period of time he has recovered the land south of the Yangtze River, claiming to be the king and hegemon, and his life is so comfortable that he has almost lost the cautiousness and forbearance of joy and anger when he competed with Yang Yi for the position of prince in the past. There was a crack in his smile, and after a moment of stiffness, Yang Ye found a step for himself without smiling, "Uncle and cousin came from afar, they must be very tired, hurry up and follow Gu into the city, Gu has already ordered someone to prepare delicious food and wine for you to wash the dust." In order to show his closeness and respect for Han Su, his uncle, Yang Ye personally stepped forward to take Han Su's arm and got into the chariot together.

Yuhe was served by two maids and got into a soft sedan chair, followed Yang Ye's chariot, and entered King Chen's palace.

Jiangnan is rich, although Yang Ye's palace is not as magnificent as the palace in Chang'an City, it is also magnificent, and it is even more magnificent in terms of exquisite luxury. The jade lotus looks out through the gauze curtain of the soft sedan chair, and the eyes are all vermilion walls and green tiles, golden eaves and jade pillars, strange stones and different grasses, which are really rich!

"No wonder King Wei hasn't moved much in the past two years," Yuhe looked at this luxurious palace, half sighing and half rejoicing, "The feeling is that I have lost my mind in this gold and silver nest, and I don't want to climb out anymore." Tilting his head and muttering for a moment, a treacherous smile suddenly bloomed on Yuhe's face, in history, like Yang Ye, he was suppressed for too long in the early stage, once he has the power in his hands, he can concentrate on enjoying himself, and there are few kings who can't hold back? As long as you learn the tricks of the traitorous concubines around these kings, are you afraid that you won't be able to take Yang Ye into the ditch?

Yang Ye's reception banquet was very grand, and that posture seemed to make the whole world know his respect for Han Su, his uncle. The nephew gives face like this, Han Su naturally wants to repay the favor and make a flattered, modest and respectful appearance, the two of you come and go, toast each other from time to time, or make up a story about missing each other, in short, in the eyes of outsiders, these two people are a nephew and uncle, and the monarch and the minister get along.

Yuhe looked at the sincere performance of these two people coldly, and couldn't wait to roll her eyes on the spot. If it weren't for Han Su quietly entering the city before, first visiting the widows of several former ministers of Xian Chen, and spreading the news that the prince of Xian Chen had come to defect all over the streets and alleys, where would Yang Ye have this attitude?

"Is the food unappetizing?" When Yuhe looked at the two people who were engaged in acting, a delicate voice suddenly sounded in her ears, Yuhe only felt a burst of tooth soreness, looked up and followed the sound, and saw that there was a beautiful woman standing beside her with a bewitching appearance.

The beauty was not polite, bent over and knelt down beside Yuhe, she was exquisite, it was the height of summer at this time, she was wearing a purple tulle skirt, when she bent over, Yuhe could vaguely see the ups and downs of the mountains inside from the gap in her corset skirt. couldn't help but glance at Yang Ye, who was sitting on the Dan rhino, and then at the princess of the main room who was sitting like a pine beside him, and sneered in his heart, "Heh, man!"

"I see that my cousin doesn't move her chopsticks much, is she not used to eating our Jiangnan dishes?" The beauty looked at Yuhe with a pair of wonderful eyes, soft enough to pinch out the water, listening to her tone, Yuhe wondered if she had accidentally lost her daughter?

"Thank you for your concern, it's not that the dishes are not to taste, it's just that there is some heat on the way, and I don't have any appetite. "Yuhe can guess the identity of this beauty, although I don't know who her surname is, but it must be Yang Ye's concubine, and it is always good to call her mother.

The beauty covered her sleeves and mouth, and said an exaggerated "Ah!", as if Yuhe had some incurable disease, and said, "How can you get it!" After speaking, she was like an ignorant little girl, and turned her head to Yang Ye, who was drinking with Han Su, and shouted: "Your Highness! My cousin said that she had a heat stroke and was uncomfortable!" successfully attracted the attention of everyone, including Yang Ye, and invested in Yuhe together.

Yuhe's hand hidden under the long sleeves couldn't help but squeeze, eager to give this unknown woman a slap, just to compete for favor, is it so obvious? Still use her as a disguise! Where did Yang Ye find this kind of goods? Is it because the foreign enemy is not strong enough and wants to destroy the country?

In front of everyone's eyes, Yuhe couldn't refute it, after all, she didn't know what status this obviously brainless woman was in Yang Ye's heart, and she couldn't figure out the details, Yuhe couldn't offend people as soon as she came up. So he could only follow her words, and cooperated with his hand on his head, making an uncomfortable look.

"Since my cousin is not well," it was not Yang Ye who spoke, but the princess sitting beside him, she looked at the fuss beauty, showed a dignified and decent smile, but said to Yuhe: "Then go to my palace to rest, let the imperial doctor take a good look at you." Without waiting for Yuhe to agree, she had already turned her head to ask for Yang Ye's opinion, "What does Your Highness think?"

Yang Ye naturally doesn't have any opinions on this kind of trivial matter, let the woman deal with the woman's affairs, what he has to deal with at this time is Han Su, and the son of the dead ghost Cui Jue who came with Han Su, Cui Boshao.

"The princess has always been careful, and with you taking care of her cousin, she can rest assured. After the couple made a decision, Yang Ye symbolically asked Yuhe's father Han Su's opinion, "What does my uncle think?"

Han Su thought that he knew Yuhe's thoughts, thinking that he would get the moon first near the water, and his daughter was pretending to be sick and staying in the palace, taking the opportunity to get close to Yang Ye, although he felt that he had fallen a bit of an identity by doing so, but considering his current situation, he really needed Yuhe to gain a firm foothold in the palace as soon as possible, and it was best to be able to fascinate Yang Ye so much that he could obey his words.

So Han Su finally said to the princess in a very reluctant tone: "There is Princess Lao." ”

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