Chapter 172: Visit
"I'm still restless when I'm old, although His Royal Highness is not favored, but her appearance is first-class handsome, Birou doesn't look in the mirror, she still wants to be the imperial concubine, is she worthy......"
Qiu Yu's distant voice was not loud or small, just like a poisonous insect burrowing into Birou's ears.
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People are old and yellow, they really kill people without seeing blood, and every sentence is pierced in people's hearts.
Since Cheng Han went to visit Shangshu Mansion today, he got up and changed into an ink-colored Su embroidered Yuehua wide-sleeved python robe, a wide belt with silver and white auspicious cloud patterns around his waist, and tied his black hair in a delicate jade crown.
The young man's eyebrows and eyes are handsome, revealing a faint coldness of the world, the bridge of his nose is high, his thin lips are slightly pursed, his dark black eyes seem to be covered with a layer of cold ice that cannot be dissolved, and the whole person is surrounded by an arrogant and cold atmosphere.
No. 1 couldn't help but snort and praised: "Host, this dress is good today......
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Cheng Han's slender hand was tying the gem-inlaid double dragon pattern gold and jade pendant around his waist, and when he heard this, he curled his eyelashes with a smile: "Speak well." β
No. 1 was careful and his liver trembled, and his desire to survive made him immediately change his words: "The host is really sword eyebrows, starry eyes, fresh and handsome, calm and elegant, dog-like, Yu Xuanang, graceful and dignified, if Pan An is handsome and chic, a talent-handsome!"
Cheng Han: "...... I think I've heard some bad derogatory word mixed in with it. β
No. 1 was categorical: "Impossible, if there is, then you must have heard it wrong." β
"Your Highness, are you up?"
Qiushuang was waiting outside the door, and when she heard the movement in the house, she asked tentatively.
"Hmm. β
After receiving a response, she raised her hand and was about to enter the house, but Cheng Han took the lead in pulling the door open from the inside.
The eyes of the two met unexpectedly.
The young man's eyes glanced at her lightly, Qiushuang's figure was stunned, and her eyes were momentarily amazed.
Cheng Han turned around and went to the side hall to eat, she suddenly came back to her senses, and Lianbu Shenghui hurriedly followed.
"Your Highnessβ"
The roots of the autumn frost's ears were dyed with inch pink, and her cheeks were flushed with the rouge of her daughter's family.
When she reacted, Cheng Han had already stopped, slowly turned around and raised his eyebrows to look at her.
Qiu Shuang looked up at his face, tried her best to calm the deer who was in trouble, and followed as if she was in a demon, and moved to Cheng Han obsessively, wrinkling her eyebrows worriedly.
"Your Highness, the slave maid ...... earlier. I heard some rumors that Aunt Birou was not good, and now the big guys are talking about it in private. β
Cheng Han's face was calm, as if he didn't care about it: "What does it have to do with His Royal Highness." β
β...... Your Royal Highness, Aunt Birou is the person next to Concubine Xian, you, you should be careful. β
Her eyes flickered, as if she knew something, but she didn't dare to pick it out, just cautiously looked left and right and reminded her tactfully.
Cheng Han slowly hooked his thin lips: "Oh, thank you." β
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Autumn Frost gasped violently.
I'm dead, I'm dead, and Her Royal Highness is too good-looking!
This seductive smile made Qiushuang, who was already shaken in his heart, instantly firm his position.
She decided that she was going to secretly withdraw from Concubine Xian's eyeliner organization and become a fan of His Royal Highness!
No. 1 was stunned the whole time, which can also make a villain change his ways?!
When Cheng Han finished eating, Qiushuang followed him all the way to the gate of the palace wall, waving a small handkerchief to watch him step on the back of the horse heroically.
"Your Highness, be careful on the road and pay attention to safety~"
When the guards saw him turn over and tighten the reins, they wondered, "Your Highness, the carriage is ready, won't you sit?"
"Nope. β
He just wants to ride a horse, so that the people of Tianyuan can appreciate his fresh, handsome, calm and elegant, human-like and dog-like beauty.
No. 1: WOC!! β(Β°ΠΒ°γ)γ He really heard it!
As Cheng Han expected, the lively bazaar in the imperial city fell into a moment of silence the moment he appeared.
Cheng Han deliberately slowed down and slowly passed through the middle of the street within the protective circle of the guards.
His back was straight, and his posture was long, like an arrogant pine.
The young man's eyelashes are lowered and half-constricted, and the tails of his eyes are lazy and lightly glanced, inadvertently revealing a noble and elegant royal temperament.
"Whose son is this......?"
"Judging by the attire of the squires and horses, they are not ordinary clans. β
"Woo woo woo woo what kind of immortal is this, I want to secretly promise it. β
"A relative of mine works in the palace, and His Royal Highness Qing Zimo is going out of the palace today to go to the house of Lord Chen of the Ministry of Rites. β
"What are you going to do......?"
"Oh, isn't Your Highness about to choose a concubine, and you're still looking for it. β
Some people sang and harmonized, and explained the matter.
The news yesterday evening was only half a day, where could it spread so quickly, of course, Cheng Han was fueling it.
He arranged for the people who were mingling in the crowd to whisper to each other, and the listeners next to him had a heart.
Now, it is estimated that there are many girls in the boudoir who are ready to move.
If the prince and the concubine were tough enough, his little trick would not make any waves.
The two powerful concubines in the harem should not let themselves marry the daughter of a first-class official to add a block to their son's struggle for the crown.
The snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman profits.
It's better to marry a concubine and go back, so that their hearts will be relieved, and when they fight, they will lose both.
In the end, when there is a stalemate, he will definitely take a step back and consider letting him, a prince with no foundation in the world, take the throne as a puppet.
"Your Highness, Shangshu Mansion has arrived. β
Cheng Han glanced at the inscription on it, and waited at the door for the next person to go in to announce it.
Chen Wenjiang, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, hurriedly came out of the mansion, nearly forty years old and still a scholarly spirit.
He waved at Cheng Han and said politely: "Your Majesty has seen Your Highness, and you have missed the distance, and I hope Your Highness will forgive your sins." β
"It's okay, I didn't greet Lord Chen before I came, it was too abrupt for His Royal Highness.
Besides, it may be a family in the future, and Lord Chen doesn't have to be so polite. β
Cheng Hanxu helped him out, and his tone was subtle.
Chen Wenjiang took the opportunity to quietly observe his expression and did not see anything abnormal.
His Highness smiled...... "He turned to the side and made a 'please' gesture.
The two entered the hall and sat down, and Chen Wenjiang ordered someone to prepare tea.
Cheng Han's arm rested on the armrest, and his index finger rhythmically clasped the pear blossom wood, faintly giving people a sense of oppression without anger.
He got straight to the point and said: "I can't hide it, His Royal Highness is here this time for the second young lady Chen Zhiwan." β
Chen Wenjiang frowned without leaving a trace: "Concubine Xian Niangniang mentioned to Weichen in the letter, how can Wan'er be virtuous, how can she be worthy of His Royal Highness's appearance."
Weichen has another daughter-in-law named Chen Zhiya, take him to freshen up and dress up later, and then call it out for His Highness to see how about it?"
Hey?
Cheng Han raised his eyes and looked at Chen Wenjiang's face with novelty.
Even Concubine Xian's words are not good, there are only two possibilities.
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