Chapter 1217: The First Batch of Guests
"Our Yu'er, when she talks, she is really naughty!" The prince of Nangong rubbed Xiao Yu's forehead, and said with a low smile: "It's just that in this case, I will just talk about this king in the future." Later, if there are guests coming, Yu'er must remember to talk less in everything, and try to speak by the king, so as not to reveal the hidden line, okay, huh? ”
Uh-huh, is he thinking that this girl is too straightforward and lacks the rhythm of the strain skills she should have?
However, Lord Wang, generally speaking, what you are particularly concerned about, Yu'er actually doesn't care much about interjecting and wants to interject!
Xiao Yu rolled his eyes a little speechlessly, and when the words came to his lips, he still asked politely:
"Lord Wang, did you come here today, did you have any other important guests?"
Casually turning the snow-white porcelain cup in his hand, Nangong Wang Ye hesitated for a moment, and then slowly replied:
"On the king's side, I didn't make a special appointment with anyone. I'm afraid that as long as this king sits here, a few people will follow him to fight the autumn wind. No matter how you say it, solo music is always not as good as other music. Some things are always unavoidable. ”
A few vague words made Xiao Yu confused.
Fortunately, Xiao Yu has always been open-minded and doesn't like to seek any troubles for no reason.
With a raised eyebrow, Xiao Yu still said with a simple interface:
"Well, that's done. Yu'er doesn't like to talk to others too much. In this way, Yu'er only needs to stay quietly on the side, but she feels that she has a lot more peace of mind. ”
"My Yu'er is so good." Looking up with a light smile, he swept out of the porthole of the painting boat, and the temperature under the eyes of Prince Nangong began to cool down little by little:
"Yu'er, look, our first batch of guests has already arrived."
Feeling a little strange in his tone, Xiao Yu quickly raised his head and followed his line of sight to look over to the shore.
It was just a few words here, and Xiao Yu found that the originally quiet Xishi Wharf suddenly became extremely lively.
Next to the Sao Bao pumpkin car that Xiao Yu sat on, on the dock, many BMW incense cars stopped at once.
Those carriages, one by one, are all black nanmu bodies, carved beams and paintings, ingenious. On the car, the painted flowers and plants are all gold leaves, jewels, shiny, and close to the human eye. Coupled with the pure white high-headed horses, no matter how others look at them, there are countless romances and endless wealth and wealth.
In comparison, Nangong Ping's pumpkin cart is parked there, although it is very delicate and chic, but it looks too delicate and thin, and it seems a little bit domineering.
"Hey, these people, where did they come from? If you can get in such a good car, where is it like a person who can't afford to pay for alcohol? ”
Glancing at the unhappy Nangong prince, Xiao Yu still asked a little carelessly.
"The one who came is the king's brother, Nangong Zheng. Today's prince. He never asked where the king had been over the years. It's just that as long as this king returns, then wherever he hides from drinking, he will definitely come and have fun. Nangong Ping replied with a sneer.
Nodding thoughtfully, Xiao Yu didn't speak again.