Gong Mingye was also expressionless and silent, but raised his eyes and looked at the most famous Qinglou in Yecheng in front of him, guessing in his heart who the master behind this Qinglou would be, who took care of this Qinglou so well, and why Zhuge Wuwei came to this place.

Mo Ziqian looked at the two of them, and felt helpless about the coldness of the two, so he had to make up his own mind.

"Since the eldest prince and Zhu Gongzi have no objections, then let's go in together, Aoba, you are responsible for pushing your master in." After speaking, he turned his head to his coachman and said, "Lao Zhang, you will drive Zhu Gongzi's carriage to the stable together." ”

Lao Zhang is an old man of the Hou Mansion, who has been driving for Xinyang Hou and Mo Ziqian for many years, and has attended many important occasions, so he naturally knows the identity of Zhuge Wuwei, and immediately led the order to pull the carriage of the Hou Mansion to the black carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and drove the two carriages into the stable behind the alley.

Knowing in his heart that Zhuge Wuwei was not taboo to enter the Yunshang Pavilion with Mo Ziqian and the palace night, Qingye took the lead in carrying a wheelchair up the stone steps, Mo Ziqian looked at the backs of the two, and turned his head to the person on the side: "Cousin, go in." ”

Gong Mingye glanced at Mo Ziqian, nodded, and then raised his feet and walked up the stone stairs.

Seeing that the women who were dressed in colorful clothes and didn't know how to pounce on a few catties of incense powder rushed over like cats seeing mice, Aoba immediately took off the umbrella on his waist and swept it, and said with a cold face: "Three feet!" Don't go anywhere near three feet! ”

The women were all stunned, and looked down at the tip of the umbrella less than a foot away from their waists, and they were a little stunned for a while, and a turtle slave saw the situation here, and immediately ran over to play a round.

"This son is sorry, they don't know your rules, please forgive me if you are offended." The smiling face that was smiling eagerly changed color as soon as it turned to the women.

"Still stunned what to do! Why don't you go and serve the other two guests? These two sons don't need your service! ”

When those women heard this, they immediately came to their senses, and hurriedly gathered around Gong Mingye and Mo Ziqian, they originally thought that people in wheelchairs like Zhuge Wuwei were most inhumane, if they served well, I am afraid they would get a lot of rewards, not to mention that he was the most handsome among the three, and it was not bad for them to take advantage of him by taking advantage of him.

Although they were a little disappointed because they were blocked, but looking at the clothes of Gong Mingye and Mo Ziqian, they naturally understood that these two people were also rich masters, and they would inevitably be rewarded if they served well, so they were naturally willing, and they were afraid that they would fall behind and be seized by others.

Following the turtle slave to a more secluded corner on the first floor, Aoba stood beside Zhuge Wuwei like a door god, staring coldly at the women who surrounded the palace and Moziqian, as if as long as they dared to cross the line, he would not hesitate to slash them with one palm.

Mo Ziqian smiled, nodding his head from time to time to meet those women, but as long as he looked closely, he could find that although there were many women around him, whenever a woman's hand tried to create a little spark on him irregularly, he would be pushed away without a trace, and his face was always a gentle smile.

Compared with him, there were many women around the palace, five or six, and those women were either holding his arm or pulling at his robe, and some of them had the audacity to pretend that their feet slipped and accidentally hit his back, and he was still expressionless.