Chapter 280: Admiration
Since the prince resembles Queen Zhang, he naturally looks not bad, and he is the best-looking among the princes.
Even if he has a beard and is nearly forty years old, he is also a handsome uncle with beautiful hair, not to mention that the prince is pampered and well-maintained, at this age, he looks no different from twenty-seven or eight.
If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have seduced Yang Kun's daughter just by his appearance, and he would have been led to do such things before he left the cabinet.
Most of the beauties in the East Palace are attracted by the appearance of the prince, even if they know that he is the prince, there will be countless people competing with them for favor in the future.
What's more, with the blessing of the identity of the prince, it is rare to see a woman who is still untouched by the prince.
If she didn't look like this, Mo Chang would still reluctantly agree to her following.
Now that she is so interested in the prince, she can't let her follow.
In this matter, Mo Chang was very persistent, and Lu Yunyao lost his temper with him, and he kept a straight face for several days.
On the day when the prince was invited to the Hou Mansion, Lu Yunyao sent the prince and Qingyun away, and was locked up in Yuhua Courtyard.
She took Liu Er out, originally wanting to pretend to go out as if nothing happened, but she was stopped before she could reach the door.
"Miss Lu, please forgive me," the little guy guarding the door is still an old acquaintance, and said for relief: "Your Highness said that you won't be allowed to go out." β
"I know that the prince is coming, and the Hou Mansion is heavily guarded, so I won't go to the banquet hall." Lu Yunyao explained, "Just go out to meet Aunt Yan, isn't that okay?" β
Xiaowu: "Miss Lu, don't you know? If you want to cook meals for the prince, the dining room is very strict, and there are many people on duty, and you won't be able to see Aunt Yan at all when you pass. β
Lu Yunyao didn't expect this, her face was suddenly blue and white, and the color was very good-looking.
"Miss Lu, don't embarrass us, the prince of the world asked you to stay well, why do you have to rush to serve people, it's weird that you're tired." The little guy persuaded.
He's right, it's tiring to serve people, and who wants to work when they're idle.
Lu Yunyao saw that she couldn't get out, so she was dead, and said disappointedly: "Let's go back." β
The huge banquet hall only invited the prince to one person, but it was more troublesome than the previous banquet for several people.
Mo Ran didn't worry about handing over such an important matter to the unreliable Qiao family, Tao's concubine was not suitable, the old lady had been beating for the New Year, her body had taken a sharp turn, and she didn't have the energy to ask about it, so he simply took care of it himself.
In order to tie the line of the prince, Mo Ran had good intentions, although the New Year had just passed, and he had not finished his rest, he was so busy that he lost weight, but he knew that it was not easy to organize a banquet.
In the past, he always felt that whether it was Qiao or Dow, there would always be mistakes in doing things, which was really careless.
Only after he got started did he know that even if he was well prepared, there would always be such and such accidents on the day of the banquet, and he was also tired.
Fortunately, the accident this time was all trivial, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince probably didn't find out, looking at his expression, he should be quite satisfied.
Mo Ran took advantage of the fact that the prince was talking to his subordinates, and said to his attendant Bao Cheng: "Let the dancing girl go." β
"Yes." Bao Cheng went down to pass the word.
The prince spoke dryly, raised his head and drank a glass of wine, and heard the soft sound of silk and bamboo.
Putting down the cup and looking up, a team of delicate and soft dancers walked slowly barefoot, waving the water sleeves wrapped around their arms with the music, and their waists were incredibly soft.
The prince admired it generously and said: "The dancing girl in your mansion is very good, although it is not as good as the musicians in the palace, but it has a different taste." β
Mo Ran said with a smile: "It is the honor of the last general to be satisfied with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. β
The prince and Pingxihou had a good conversation, and I don't know when, he paid attention to Mo Changdu, and asked with a smile: "The sound of the piano is beautiful, the dancing is moving, why doesn't Mo Shizi appreciate it, but he is fascinated when he looks at it?" β
Mo Changjue watched the dancing girls, he was thinking about Lu Yunyao with all his heart, afraid that she would be disobedient and find a way to break out, but he comforted himself that Yuhua Courtyard was heavily guarded, and he was prepared, Lu Yunyao would not be able to come out.
As a result, he was slightly distracted, but he was caught by the prince.
Mo Chang came back to his senses and arched his hand: "The prince forgives his sins, and the minister is distracted for a while, which is really rude." β
"It's okay, I heard that Mo Shizi neither said kiss, nor let women get close, and didn't like to watch dancing girls, which is also common." The prince understood, "Let them go down, the music is so loud that you can't hear the sound of talking." β
Mo Ran hurriedly asked the dancing girls to go down, a little worried, whether the prince was angry.
"Pingxihou doesn't have to worry, Gu is not dissatisfied, he just wants to talk to the prince more."
Mo Ran understands very well, after all, the prince values Pingxi Hou Mansion, mostly to get close to his eldest son.
Hearing that the prince didn't know what he had done, he angered the saint and provoked the saint to not see him for several days, the prince was anxious, and it was reasonable to start from Mo Changdu, who was valued by the saint.
Afraid that he has a purpose, but afraid that he won't care, Mo Ran looked at his son, "Jue'er, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince values you, you have to get along well with His Royal Highness the Prince." β
"My son saved." Mo Chang smiled shyly, "The Holy Lord's favorite His Royal Highness the Prince, it is known to the whole dynasty, it must be the Prince's outstanding virtue to be so, it is too late for his son to admire, how can he offend His Royal Highness the Prince." β
Mo Ran was sweating like rain when he heard it, did his good son do it on purpose, and stepped on the prince with one sentence.
As we all know, the prince is domineering, arbitrary, and virtuous, these four words are simply ironic for the prince, and the saint is tired of the prince, and he said that the saint likes the prince the most, isn't he slapping the prince in the face?
Rao wanted to talk to the prince's Mo Ran very much, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but turn his face away and didn't dare to speak.
Son, if something happens, don't blame your father for not saving you, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can't afford to provoke your father.
The smile on the prince's face froze, and like Mo Ran, he suspected that Mo Chang was sarcastic about him.
It can be seen that Mo Shizi's face is simple, but it makes him suspect that it is not sarcasm, but that Mo Chang is a naΓ―ve person.
Listening to Mo Chang's decision, he said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince may also know that the minister did not learn and did not know how to do it before, and he walked all day long, and had nothing to do, but since he saw the saint, he knew how stubborn the minister was before, to tell the truth, the minister could not raise his head at all in front of the saint, and he was determined to change." β
He looked at the prince who twitched the corners of his mouth with burning eyes, "Although the minister can't write or martial arts when he is young, he has to be valued by the saint, and the minister doesn't want to live up to the trust of the saint, and he knows that the most favored by the saint is the prince, although I'm sorry, but the goal of the minister is His Royal Highness the prince, and the minister must work hard to become a person like the prince." β
Prince: "......"
He has always known that he is arbitrary, and he also has the capital to act arbitrarily, and he is very disdainful of someone to impeach him on weekdays.
Why is he so "admired" by a hairy boy, but he is uncomfortable and even a little weak-hearted?