Chapter 142

A quiet courtyard, on the surface, looks no different from the mansion next to it, but there are a lot of strong guards hidden inside, slender fingers on the door panel lightly buckled three times, and a man asked from inside, "Who are you looking for?" ”

Shen Yueru coughed, and Dye Mo replied, "Please inform, we are here to meet the third master!" ”

After a while, the door creaked, and the third prince Qin Jinghong looked at Shen Yueru standing at the door as if he was a little surprised, but when he looked at a man standing next to her, his eyes swept over the man's dark face, and he said in a flat tone, "Come in and speak." ”

"I said that I want to give you a big gift when I go back to Beijing this time, this is my big gift!"

Shen Yueru tilted her head and said to the man, "Miao Yuan still hasn't met your future master?" ”

There were no other people in the hall, only three people, the man called Miao Yuan by Shen Yueru had a faint reluctance on his face, stood still, only glanced at the third prince with an indifferent gaze, and said with a stiff neck, "My master is only one person!" ”

“…… Miao Yuan! Everything about me belongs to the Three Princes, including myself, and of course you! ”

As soon as Shen Yueru's voice fell, Miao Yuan's swarthy face frowned slightly, and he immediately knelt on one knee, "Miao Yuan has seen the third prince!" ”

The third prince sat down on the seat quietly, and only raised his hand for a long time and said, "You go down first!" ”

Looking at Shen Yueru's gaze softened, he personally got up and pulled Shen Yueru to sit with him, Shen Yueru's delicate ears were red, and her affectionate eyebrows were tender like water, "Miao Yuan was saved by me when I was incense once, and he followed me in order to repay my life-saving grace, and later I learned that Lu Dao was born in Miao Jiang and was good at witchcraft, such a talent, staying by my side is also a waste, only under your hands can it be regarded as the best use!" ”

"You've always thought so much about me!"

There was a slight gratitude between the words, and the cold face of the third prince also softened a lot, adding a little more handsome.

Shen Yueru looked at those dark eyes, her heart beat suddenly, how many times, every time she looked at this handsome face, these dark eyes, she always couldn't help but hold her breath, even if she drowned in these eyes the next moment, she was willing.

How fortunate to be able to meet such a man who loves him, and even more fortunate that they are happy with each other!

Shen Yueru couldn't help but lean her head on the shoulder of the third prince, and said quietly, "As long as you are good, I am good, I have always remembered you in my heart in the past few years outside, and only if you have my place in your heart, I will be content and don't want anything else." ”

"Yueru, I'...... I will beg my father to give us a marriage, you can rest assured, you must be my concubine, the mistress of the Ping Palace, my heart can show the sun and the moon! ”

The four eyes were facing each other, his eyes were so sure, so sincere, Shen Yueru's eyes were wet, and she was reluctant to look away for a long time, and she sighed faintly for a long time, "Concubine? It's just that my status is too low...... The Holy Mountain probably won't agree to the marriage, Brother Hong, you can't anger the Holy One! ”

"For you're not a care!"

"But, I care, don't you understand now, I hope you're good, even if you have the slightest bit of badness, I can't be happy, let alone because I let you be scolded by the saint, in that case, how can you make my bedroom safe?"

As if touching the hidden pain in her heart, Shen Yueru burst into tears as she spoke, and the third prince panicked, and hurriedly wiped her cheeks, "Don't cry, you are not enough now." I'll find a way to ask you to be sealed, but I can't ask for a seal, and I want you to be my side concubine, don't worry, with you, I will definitely not marry a concubine! ”