The way everyone looked at Shashaman, the way they looked at them was a little strange.

Xia Shaman was confused, checked his whole body, found that there was nothing wrong, and asked puzzledly: "Why do you look at me like this?" "At noon, you can call yourself the prince in front of the hundred officials, but don't call it that in the emperor's harem. He had a gut feeling that these people weren't very kind to him.

Gao Shenghan was also a little inexplicable, and quipped: "Xu is a little unaccustomed to seeing you dressed so brightly and eye-catching." ”

Shashaman smiled and didn't take it to heart.

Today he wore a traditional national costume, a rose-red front-open stand-up collar dress, seven or eight rows of gold and silver threads densely stitched with gold as the backing of the buckle inlaid with aquamarine, all the size of a fingernail, the rose-red cloth through the refraction of the gemstone, dyed with a layer of pink purple, very dazzling under the light of the lamp, emitting an intoxicating bright light. The skinny trousers of the same color are lined with slender and strong legs, and a pair of pearl-white leather boots are tightly fastened to the calves, with an aristocratic and elegant step, coupled with a very seductive handsome face, it is almost impossible to take your eyes off.

Gao Shenghan is glad that this guy doesn't live in another shijie, otherwise throwing it into the crowd is definitely for women to go forward and post upside down.

It's a pity that my harem doesn't seem to know the goods! Who will show the face of that resentful woman?

While eating food and drinking, she silently calculated in her heart, as if she hadn't been close to them since she came back from beating Chen Zixiu, and she couldn't help but feel a little weak.

So he deliberately took care of the beauty, rewarded a glass of wine and a plate of snacks, which made Chu Yunsheng smile happily, and almost didn't squeeze forward and lie down in the emperor's arms. Gao Shenghan didn't mind the child's rudeness, patted his waist to make him settle down, and continued to talk with His Royal Highness the prince about the trade between the two countries, the tax rate, and even hinted vaguely: Can we hold a military exercise together to deter those who are not long-sighted. This does not have long eyes, and naturally refers to the Northern Barbarians.

Xia Shaman's eyes rippled slightly, paused for a while, lowered his head and smiled, and said that he "failed to meddle in military affairs" easily.

Shen Yifei was pouring wine for the emperor and quietly pulled the king's sleeve. Gao Shenghan came back to his senses and realized that this was not his shijie, the friendly exchanges between the two countries could also have a joint military exercise or something in addition to economic and cultural exchanges, and his face was a little embarrassed, and besides, the identity of Xia Shaman's proton had not changed, and his situation in his homeland was still a little embarrassing. Then he raised his glass to toast and began to beckon everyone to make a drinking order and throw pots.

After three rounds of drinking, the next day had to go to the office, and everyone didn't make a fuss too late, but the second watch day was dispersed.

"Your Majesty, what do you think of the eleven girls in the seventh master's family?" Walking on the way back to the Qianji Palace, Gonggong Deng followed the king's side step by step, from time to time with a hand to push a flower branch, taking advantage of the moonlight when the emperor was in a good mood, pretending to speak inadvertently.

Gao Shenghan didn't understand the other party's intentions, and replied casually: "I'm not impressed." "What's worth paying attention to Eleven girl? Could it be that someone asks for the fat man's head, he wants to pull the red line for others? This is the only plausible explanation. Otherwise, Lao Deng is a eunuch and asks what the eldest girl does. Then he squeezed his eyes at the fat man a little narrowly, poked him with his elbow, and asked with a gossip on his face: "Which kid wants to be the seventh master's son-in-law?" ”

Since Gao Kang entered the emperor's eyes and worked in the imperial study, the status of the seventh master's family in the clan camp is rising, except for the family of the sect chief Pingwang, his family is the most bullish, and at today's luncheon, the seventh master also mingled with the courtiers with a smile, and estimated that he had no less benefits in private. Some people are willing to marry his family, and most of them also fancy this.

Gonggong Deng choked, and found that the emperor wanted to be crooked, and it was not easy to explain, so he had to say vaguely: "Back to the emperor, the old slave just asked casually." ”

The emperor's eyes were not on the girl at all, isn't this asking in vain?

I had to change my rhetoric.

"It's the Seventh Master, and I have a crush on His Royal Highness the Prince."

Gao Shenghan almost fried his hair!

"Rub! An old thing, itchy skin, isn't it? Is it because I was too soft on them, and I didn't remember the lesson of the prince of Yujun? "Fancy Shashaman? What the hell is it that your friendship with the Black Sand Country is false! Not to mention the Seventh Master, even if her own father crawled out of the coffin and asked her for someone, she had to let that dead ghost die again!

Gonggong Deng was stunned for a moment, and found that the emperor had misunderstood what he meant, and immediately sweated profusely, wiped his forehead with his fat hands tremblingly, and explained with a weak heart: "The emperor is angry, the old slave doesn't mean this!" ”

"I know it's not you, it's the Seventh Master! He coerced you into being a lobbyist? Her eyes were like torches, and the light under the corridor reflected in her eyes as if two small flames were jumping, and they were burning!

Gonggong Deng swallowed his saliva, and the situation inevitably further expanded, and he hurriedly said everything.

"Your Majesty, in fact, the Seventh Master wants to recruit His Royal Highness the Prince as a fast son-in-law of Chenglong! The eleventh girl in his family is exactly ...... age" As soon as the words opened, they followed smoothly, "The seventh master sees that His Royal Highness the prince is young and promising, and he is kind and kind, and he doesn't mind that His Royal Highness lives in Dazhou without a fixed place, and in the future, he will bring people back to the black sand country, and the seventh master is not the kind of person who can't see it, and he will definitely wish the children a smooth life." "There are too few people who are willing to take the initiative to marry their daughters to foreign countries these days! The seventh master is willing to take the initiative to kiss, the emperor should be satisfied, right? After all, His Royal Highness the Prince is not a small boss, and he once had such an unbearable ......

Gao Shenghan was stunned, and after a while, he asked again with some uncertainty: "The seventh master wants to marry his daughter to Xia Shaman?" ”

"Back to the emperor, that's right."

This......

Gao Shenghan didn't have any taste in his heart, "Let's let me think about it." "The footsteps paused slightly, and then they took great strides again, but they no longer walked as leisurely as they had at the beginning, but had a feeling of haste to escape.

Gonggong Deng pursed his lips and followed with a whisk of dust.

Gao Shenghan returned to the dormitory to wash and change clothes and lay on the dragon couch, tossing and turning for a while and couldn't sleep.

What's there to worry about? Xia Shaman is now in his early twenties, whether it is in the Great Zhou or in the Black Sand Country, he should be married, pity him for being alone as a hostage, his stepmother and father will definitely not think of this, let alone take care of him, can't let him live alone, right?

Willing or not, it's better to throw the problem directly to Shashaman.

I sighed a few times irritably, drank two glasses of water, and gradually became sleepy.

On the other side, in the guest courtyard in the northwest corner of the palace, Huang Jing's family was finally reunited. Parents and children hugged each other crying and laughing, telling the joy of separation and the rest of their lives.

"By the way, Jing'er, how did you recognize the nobles in the palace and beg the nobles to come to your rescue?" Huang Mu asked.

Huang Jing's smile froze, not knowing how to answer.