Chapter 17: Jealousy and Hatred
Lord Lin's face was blue and red for a while, and his laughing eyes were densely pierced like needles, making him uncomfortable, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he brushed his sleeves away.
"You don't have to let him distract you."
When the words fell, the originally quiet surroundings were instantly active, and the official lady and the young master all circled around Nan Yuchen.
Nan Yuchen's expression was pale, his brows furrowed slightly, he seemed unwilling to deal with them, but he still treated each other with a good temper.
Among the unobtrusive sons, he is more and more tall and handsome, Fu Ruolan's little face is hot, and she panics.
"Lan girl, what do you think of the Seventh Prince?"
Fu Ruolan came back to her senses, glanced at Old Madam Fu's expression, and knew it in her heart.
She lowered her head and kicked the pebble, "The Seven Princes are dignified and handsome. Ruolan was ignorant in the past, if her grandmother disliked Ruolan and was embarrassed, she could also follow the concubine's wishes and send the eldest sister to His Royal Highness's mansion. ”
Old Madam Fu was stunned for a moment, and it was a little embarrassing that the things in her heart were punctured.
The girl in front of her lowered her head, her voice was muffled, and she sounded extremely aggrieved.
For the sake of her copying the Buddhist scriptures by herself, Mrs. Fu didn't want to be too wronged by her, "Good boy, don't think nonsense." ”
Wu Guifei was eating pastries, and her beautiful eyes turned to Fu Ruolan from time to time.
Fu Ruolan's youngest daughter is very much like her former self, and this girl doesn't seem to be as unbearable as rumored.
……
"Seventh Prince, now that you have come to Old Madam Fu's birthday banquet in person, are you close to a good thing with the Fu family?"
Nan Yuchen shook his head with a smile, "The flood has not been cured, and I have to grieve Miss Fu Er for the time being." ”
"Fu Ruolan chose to hang herself, won't His Highness respond?"
"The concubine doesn't seem to like Fu Ruolan either, why don't Your Highness think about it again?"
All kinds of fat powder flavors were mixed together, Nan Yuchen frowned impatiently, and there was a faint fruity fragrance on Fu Ruolan's body in the Prospect Shrine of Foresight.
There are no others around, and some good things are coaxed: "It's better to send it to the house together, anyway, you will sit on the throne in the future!" There was also a draft free! ”
Nan Yuchen's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he left the crowd without saying a word.
Syllable!
Nan Huaqing's face turned blue and he dropped his wine glass heavily.
Everyone looked back and saw him, their faces were dumbfounded, and Li Gongzi, who had just spoken, trembled with fright, the eldest prince...... I didn't—I didn't mean that......"
The compliments of men and women, Nan Huaqing can hear them clearly!
Nanhua glanced at him, his eyes were full of impatience, and he shouted: "Get out!" ”
Li Gongzi was so busy running as if there was a beast chasing after him.
Nan Huaqing drank glass after glass, and looked at Nan Yuchen with a calm face.
As long as Nan Yuchen appears, all the princes will become his foils, and even his father admires him very much.
It is clear that he is the eldest son! He is the best choice for the emperor!
The green tendons on the back of Nan Huaqing's hand bulged, and jealousy almost overflowed from his eyes.
Why can Nan Yuchen be supported by them? It's just relying on the favored Wu Guifei and the Fu family!
The Fu family, the Fu family.
Nanhua's eyes flashed, with a smile like a spring breeze, and he returned to his previous gentle and harmless appearance.
The Fu family still has Fu Ruolan, who loves him, as long as he coaxes this woman into his hands, the throne is at his fingertips.
Fu Ruolan must not be allowed to marry Nan Yuchen!
His sharp gaze scanned the banquet, and he squinted his eyes in displeasure without finding the prey in his heart.
Grabbing a girl casually, he asked slowly, "Where is your second lady?" ”