Murong Ling didn't know much about Nan Yunxuan, he only knew that he was not limited to etiquette, there were countless concubines in the mansion, and they had various identities, ranging from the princess of neighboring countries, the daughter of important ministers in the court, to the neighborhood's tofu seller, and the prostitute of the Qinglou Chu Pavilion. I heard that everyone in the Yunwang Mansion got along harmoniously, and there was no jealousy, but none of them were pregnant for several years.

In this regard, the saint once said that Yun Wangye, but he didn't care about these at all, and only said that he was not in a hurry to stand before he had time, and he was not in a hurry about the heir.

In general, Lord Yun is a suave and unruly strange person.

The saint had invited him several times, but he was blocked back by Yun Wangye, and the concubine also said that Yun Wangye had no intention of ruling the government, so he still didn't want to enter the office. The Holy One gave up.

Murong Ling felt that this was a means for Prince Yun to protect himself, as the son of the first emperor's favorite concubine, he received too much attention from the first emperor, and even more favored by the first emperor than the saint who was still the crown prince, the first emperor naturally would not do anything to him when the first emperor was there, and now that the first emperor has died, his identity is very embarrassing, so he simply let the emperor reduce his precautions.

Thinking like this in his heart, his face was still cloudy and clear, and he arched his hand lightly: "I don't want Lord Yun to be fond of such a woman." "This woman is really rampant, unlike others who embroider in the boudoir to learn female red, and she still wants to wander outside! It's just that he has never heard of a family's daughter in the capital for so many years, and if he thinks about it, his daughter must be bound in the boudoir and not allowed to come out and be embarrassed!

Although he felt that the night was rampant, he never felt that he looked down on women, after all, he was able to get to this point and was inseparable from his mother's hard upbringing.

It's just that this woman is too self-righteous to speak, and he can't get used to it.

Nan Yunxuan didn't expect Murong Ling to be so dislike Ye Rushuang with only one side, and when he saw Ye Rushuang's cold face and embarrassed her, he said: "Although this girl speaks a little straight, after all, she is just a little more straightforward, and she is still kind in her heart." Since Prime Minister Murong has always been open-minded, naturally he won't hold on to such a trivial matter? ”

Murong Ling glanced at Nan Yunxuan fixedly, and then glanced at Ye Rushuang again: "Since Lord Yun has spoken in person, his true appearance is naturally not an unreasonable person." It's just that...... This young lady should still pay attention in the future, and be careful that trouble comes out of her mouth. After all, there is not only Prince Yun in the capital, but he is not the only relative of the emperor, and I think that Lord Yun will not argue with other nobles because of a woman he has never met? ”

Nan Yunxuan had a smile on his face, and looked at him with a smile: "Prime Minister Murong Cheng thinks too much, I think this girl is not such a reckless person. ”

Ah Jun couldn't hold his face in the back, and his heart was wailing under his expressionless face: Master! What's wrong with you! I haven't seen you like this on weekdays! And is it really good to talk nonsense with your eyes open? Who was she who was reckless just now?

Murong Ling lightly hooked his lips: "It's better to do so." There is still something to do, so I won't chat with the prince and say goodbye. With that, he shook the hem of his clothes, and slowly stood up and left.

The woman who sang was very anxious now, not knowing if she could still go up and sing the song, and when she saw Murong Ling coming over, she hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "My lord, can the little girl stay here and sing the song?" There were tears flashing in his eyes, and he was pitiful.

It's a pity that Murong Ling didn't have any pity for Xiangxiang and Jade, and just glanced at her lightly: "You should naturally ask the person who let you stay for this kind of thing." As he spoke, he glanced at the woman's embroidered shoes again, and hooked his lips slightly, "Since you want to pretend to be pitiful and come here to find the gold master, then make a full set of plays." It's just boring. Ignoring the woman's pale face, she shook her head and went downstairs.

Although the woman was coarse and linen, she was still coated with rouge gouache, and the color was very symmetrical, which was not at all affordable for a woman who made a living by singing music, not to mention that the embroidered shoe stitches on her feet were very exquisite, and the upper was not an ugly coarse cloth.

The shopkeeper hurriedly followed, shouting: "You go slowly!" ”

He ran up again and waved impatiently at the woman: "Hurry up and take a walk!" Don't be an eyesore here! Hurry up! "I didn't expect it to be pretended! What a vain sight of his rare sympathy!

The woman hurriedly looked at Ye Rushuang, her eyes full of longing: "Miss! Miss! ”

Ye Rushuang frowned with a cold face: "I didn't know that you were such a woman, you are really ashamed of women!" "What she hates most is a woman like a silk flower, who only knows how to rely on men! This woman is still waiting here for someone to take her away, and she has deceived her! It's disgusting!

The woman's face was pale and she was pushed by the shopkeeper and fell directly to the ground, but none of the people present helped, they all looked at her whispering, and could vaguely hear "It's really shameless!" "I didn't see that it was actually sold outside!" "It's better to be a sister in the kiln!" Words like that.

The old man hurriedly pulled her up: "Jiuya, hurry up!" You okay? ”

Seeing this, the shopkeeper was even more angry, and directly dragged them down: "Get out!" Get out! is still pretending to be blind! Get out of here! ”

The old man hurriedly escorted Jiuya and pushed him downstairs, still shouting: "Jiuya, are you okay?" It's grandpa who is not good, grandpa is useless! ”

Jiuya came back to her senses in a daze, and had been pushed to the door of the restaurant, it was noon, and there were a lot of people coming and going, and they all looked at them when they were driven out.

"Don't look at it! Just two liars! Seeing that others were coming over, he was worried that they would affect the business, and hurriedly waved them away, "Don't gather here!" ”

Jiuya lowered her eyes slightly, and the people around her were all pointing at them, their faces full of ridicule and spit.

She shrunk her shoulders a little helplessly, tears fell down her eyes, but the hatred for Ye Rushuang in her heart suddenly burst out: It's all her! It was she who made the Prime Minister angry, and the Prime Minister has always cared about this kind of idle matter, it was because of that woman! It was she who said that women should be self-reliant, but they were not even willing to help!

Her bright eyes were full of gloom and hatred, and she was unwilling!

Ye Rushuang, who was still upstairs, naturally didn't know that she was hated because she didn't help people to the end, but even if she knew, she wouldn't take it to heart, after all, Jiuya could be strangled to death by stretching out her hand in her eyes.

She had other things to do at this time, such as building a good relationship with Nan Yunxuan.

"The girl is extraordinary, this king has heard of most of the daughters in the capital, I don't know why I haven't seen you, girl?" Nan Yunxuan sat directly at the table of Ye Rushuang, only to feel that seeing Ye Rushuang in the near distance was more beautiful.

Ah Jun turned his face slightly, and slandered in his heart: There are indeed few women in the capital who have not been discovered by the master, otherwise there would not be so many concubines in the backyard of the palace.

Ye Rushuang just bowed her head lightly: "It's just the posture of Pu Liu, and Miss Ben doesn't care about this." She thinks that the important thing for a woman is not her appearance, but her inner beauty.

For example, she-

A beautiful night... Hahaha!

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