Chapter 53: Behind closed doors
"Bastard!" As soon as the crown prince Murong Song returned to the prince's mansion, he threw an azure official kiln teacup on the ground, and the flying fragments scratched the cheeks of several people. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
It's just that now when the prince is angry, the people below are all trembling and kneeling, even if there are blood marks on their faces, no one dares to make other moves.
"Prince, who made you angry?" Song Ziyan received the news and hurried over.
"Who else can there be, isn't it my good second brother!" Murong Song said sarcastically.
"What did the second prince do?" Song Ziyan asked.
As the crown princess, what she does the most on weekdays, in addition to managing the prince's mansion, is to help the prince and make friends with the nobles of those official eunuchs.
She will not participate in other conspiracies, and of course the prince will not say much to her.
Although Song Ziyan knew about the struggle between the crown prince and the second prince, she didn't move to the open after all, and she pretended not to know about it on weekdays.
"Then Murong Jun probably can't help but make a move!" Murong Song snorted lightly, probably angry, and directly called his name.
Song Ziyan remembered that Murong Jun was still smiling at him today, suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and comforted: "Prince, you are orthodox after all, no matter what the second prince does, in the eyes of the saint, he is just a clown." β
"Hmph, that's not necessarily!" Murong Song sneered, this is just the beginning, if he goes down by Murong Jun, he may not be able to keep his position as the prince.
"I heard that the Shan Feng Yin Dao Mansion came up today?" Murong Song asked suddenly.
Song Ziyan's expression was unnatural for a moment, and then nodded: "He's just here to take the order of Miss Four." β
"Although my father had the heart to marry you to him back then. But Song Ziyan, don't forget, you are now my crown princess! Murong Song didn't miss her fleeting strangeness. Said mockingly.
He has always known that he, the crown princess, has someone in his heart.
It's just that he doesn't mind, he married Song Ziyan, and it was not her who he fancied, but the family behind her.
"Prince, you are too worried, it was just a joke from the saint back then. Since Ziyan is married to the crown prince, she is naturally towards you. A trace of embarrassment flashed in Song Ziyan's heart, but there was no trace on her face.
Murong Song is a human being. Narrow-minded, if he is allowed to know his mind, even if he is for the sake of his family's power, he will not embarrass himself. But later. It's definitely going to turn over old accounts.
She also sometimes has doubts, is it really good for this country to be handed over to such an unworthy man?
"It's good that you know, but if you want to get close to Shan Fengyin, I won't object, of course, if he has no feelings for you. That's great! Murong Song's smile carried a hint of deep meaning.
"Prince, please be careful!" Song Ziyan's voice also cooled down.
Even if she has Shan Fengyin in her heart. But he can't insult himself like this!
"Hehe, I can't say it yet!" Murong Song said, picked up a teacup beside him again, and slammed it on the ground.
He originally had fire in his heart, but Song Ziyan would not follow his words, which made him a little more angry.
This cup was deliberately dropped at her feet.
Song Ziyan frowned slightly: "It's time for the imperial grandson to drink the medicine, and the concubine will go down first." β
Murong Song saw her like this, and he was very disdainful in his heart, and he wanted to tear his face with her on the spot, but he also knew that he still needed the Song family now.
He took a deep breath and walked out with Song Ziyan on his back.
"The is going to set up an archway!" Murong Song cursed, thinking of Murong Jun, his heart was even more irritable!
Murong Jun thought that he had hidden his feelings for Song Ziyan very well, but in fact, except for the naΓ―ve and stupid second princess Song Zirao, others were somewhat aware of it.
And Murong Song knew it from the beginning.
He took the initiative to marry Song Ziyan back then, on the one hand, for the power of the Song family, and on the other hand, to see Murong Jun deflated.
Murong Song enjoyed it very much, during the New Year's holidays, when there was a party in the palace, Murong Jun's eyes of envy, jealousy and hatred were really happy.
In addition, after Murong Song came back from marrying, he found that the so-called number one beauty in the world was really boring, and it was not as interesting as those singers in the Chu Ge Pavilion.
Speaking of Chu Ge Pavilion, Murong Song couldn't help but think of his Taifu, and couldn't help but kick the table hard.
Although he has some martial arts foundation, because of excessive exertion, his feet hurt a lot.
"Come on, prepare the horse, go to Shanfu!" After Murong Song finished speaking, he changed his words and said, "Prepare the carriage." β
The subordinates who were originally kneeling hurriedly ran out, not daring to delay at all.
Song Ziyan heard her subordinates say that Murong Song went to Shan Mansion, she sneered, and not everyone would take him, the prince, in their eyes.
"Mother." A hoarse voice came from the bed.
Song Ziyan hurriedly restrained her somewhat hideous expression, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes: "Ze'er, is it better now?" β
Besides, Murong Song, because he injured his foot, he rushed to Shan Mansion in a carriage, and there are some things that he still has to ask.
Just before he could speak, a few of the little servants guarding the door immediately said: "Prince, our third young master said that the Holy Lord asked you to think about it behind closed doors, but he didn't dare to see you." β
The little guy shrank his head and finished speaking, and seeing that Murong Song's face was very ugly, he hurriedly took two steps back.
It's not easy to be the porter of a single family, and I always have to say something to offend the powerful from time to time.
But as a small person, to have such an opportunity to say such a thing, I have to admit that he still has a little bit of joy in his heart.
Especially now that he saw the crown prince who was the prince, he was angry, but he couldn't get angry, and he was so happy in his heart.
Although his third young master's reputation is quite scary, he is also a little afraid of him, but looking at these people who come to the door, it can also show that his identity and status are not ordinary!
"What are you, dare to talk to our master like this!" Seeing that the prince's face sank like water, some of his subordinates jumped out.
The prince directly took the horsewhip of the driver and swung it fiercely: "Whoever gave you the courage to speak, but a dog!" β
Although he was scolding his subordinates when he said this, he also meant Sang scolding Huai, not only the porter, but even Shan Fengyin scolded him.
Ironically, he was just a dog by the saint's side.
"Go back!" The prince shook the horsewhip and got into the carriage angrily, cursing Shan Fengyin several times in his heart.
When the porter saw that the prince and his party were far away, he picked up the horsewhip and looked at it: "If you become it, it will be worth two taels of silver!" β
Thinking so, he happily took the whip into his arms.
As for the report?
The third young master said, just send people away, and you don't even need to report, this spirit, tsk! (To be continued.) )