Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Guest of the King of Su

"Ahem! Ahem......"

Bei Lingyue was coldly choked by the dim sum, and glanced at her a little speechlessly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Miss, are you alright?" The attacker was frightened by the condition of his eyes, and hurriedly patted Bei Lingyue's back to reassure.

"Nothing." The North Prism Moon waved his hand.

There was no sound in the carriage, but there was peace outside.

"What is the so-called matter of my nephew coming this time?" Bei Su's face was a little rushing, but his spirit was still very good, he rode side by side with Dong Yejue, and behind him was a series of his soldiers.

"Ah......, my father said that the state affairs were busy, and he couldn't come to greet the emperor's uncle, so he could only send me out

Finish. Dong Yejue said with a little regret.

It is true that his father could not spare time, but it was a fake one to send him.

His father originally wanted the third brother to come, but the third brother politely declined, and said that he wanted to cooperate with the general Li Houfeng to arrest the traitor, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that he was avoiding the notorious waste in the Su Wangfu!

So he took the initiative to ask for his life, but he could never say that about his imperial uncle's inquiry.

Beisu nodded understandingly after hearing this, thoughtful.

Bei Su didn't speak again, and Dong Yejue didn't dare to disturb, so he quietly returned to King Su's Mansion.

Dong Yejue's eyes are indeed a little amazing, in Saibei, most people are living a poor life, rich families can only be compared with the average family in the capital, he is known as the prince, but the life is just ordinary, the Su Wangfu can be seen from the appearance alone, every place is luxurious, but the luxury is revealed in the solemn Su, not consciously let his eyes shine.

Thinking about his life in the past ten years, he can't help but laugh sarcastically, but the object of this ridicule is himself.

Bei Su turned his head and saw this scene, a deep light crossed his eyes, and he said, "The six princes should go into the mansion and rest." ”

"Oh, good!" Dong Yejue came back to his senses, there was no self-deprecation, and the whole person became a handsome boy again.

They rolled over and dismounted, and at the same time looked behind them, waiting for the people in the carriage to come out.

The attacker came out first, she quickly took down the stool on the carriage and put it on the ground, a pair of slender jade hands stretched out from the curtain of the carriage, the attacker hurriedly shook it, and said, "Miss, come down!" ”

Bei Lingyue hummed lightly, and was helped down by her.

They went in with Beisu and Dongyejue.

The guards in the back also walked to the side courtyard of the mansion.

In the palace of King Su, there are the most houses, and because of the reputation of Beisu, many capable warriors have come to take refuge, so Beisu has opened up a side courtyard and built it for these guests.

Therefore, the people who go out to do business with Beisu are not guards in the real sense, but heroes with special skills!

Bei Lingyue looked back at the scene of them entering the mansion in an orderly manner, turned her head and couldn't help but smile.

Seeing that Beisu and the others were about to enter the front hall, Bei Lingyue opened his mouth to stop him.

Beisu turned his head, a little worried, "Yue'er, what's wrong?" ”

Bei Lingyue shook her head and replied, "It's not important, it's just that I'm tired and want to go back to the yard to rest." ”

"Okay, Yue'er, go back, remember to have a good rest." Beisu nodded, looking at Bei Lingyue gently.

Bei Lingyue avoided those gentle eyes, and gestured slightly to Dongye Jue, "Sixth prince, I'll retire first." ”

"You don't have to be polite." Dong Yejue also nodded slightly, smiling elegantly.