Chapter 108: The Wind Rises in the Royal City (1)

The courtyard of the Su family was full of people, and seventeen or eighteen disheveled noblemen pointed to the orchids on the dance floor on the pedestal in the hall and laughed loudly! Not far from them, several men in the army had already unbuttoned their shirts, holding huge sea bowls and drinking wine, the table next to them was kicked down, and two strong men with bare chest hair rolled into the dance floor with arms on each other's arms, causing countless exclamations. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Info scolding, wild laughter, and the sound of a woman's coquettish panting in the middle, the entire front hall was suddenly filled with a glamorous atmosphere.

Because they are not the eldest sons and grandsons of the family, these people will not inherit Lao Tzu's official title, nor will they be trained by the family, but they will have to give all their all, even their lives, for the family at some critical moments! Therefore, they are the most powerless but arrogant group of people in the royal city, and it is the whole point of their lives to have fun in time and spend all the moons.

Su Yuyan invited these people to a banquet, those bright and secret eyes would not say anything, these moths were the most unlikely group of people to rebel, and they could not achieve great things.

After a toast with the deputy commander of the city guard, and then pushed the naked orchid into the arms of the deputy envoy of Wenyuan Pavilion, Yu Yi confessed with a smile and staggered to the back. As soon as he turned to the back of the hall, an old servant of the Su family stood there silently, saw Yu Yi come out, gave a slight salute, and took the lead in walking forward.

Turning through the two corner gates, along the stone path all the way forward, not far from the shade of the trees, a small wooden room revealed a faint yellow light, Fei Yi rubbed his face vigorously, lost the glitz just now, and turned into the calm and witty second prince again. The old servant of the Su family had already disappeared, and Fei Yi pushed open the door with a gloomy face.

In the room, Ying Guang was pouring himself a drink with a cup, and when he saw Yu Yi coming in, Ying Guang raised his hand and pointed to the opposite side, and raised his head to suck up the wine in the cup.

"I didn't expect you to come to me, and I didn't expect you to ask Yu Yan to help you." Drinking the wine in the cup, Yu Yi put the cup upside down on the table, stared straight at Ying Guang, and said in a low voice: "Yu Shu has never been bullied since she was a child, I thought you could continue to protect her, I knew that it would be like this, and it was also a good choice for her to marry Yu Yan, but you, how dare you appear in front of me?" ā€

"There are some things that don't need to be said, you know the big truth, and if it were you, you would do the same." Ying Guang raised his head and drank another glass, and suddenly said heavily: "I have never given up on Yu Shu, never!" ā€

Yu Yi turned the wine glass over again, poured a glass of wine to herself, and after drinking it dry, she asked, "Say, what are you looking for me?" ā€

"Mu Zhan's attitude towards Fengzhuang has suddenly changed a lot, the Proton Mansion is a duckweed, it can't withstand the big waves in the royal city, the Proton Mansion can't lose, and it can't afford to lose, I want to know the reason for all this."

"There are not many people who can influence the attitude of the Wanjun Mansion, there are only a few of them, my father is concerned about the ability of the crown prince, as for those boring things, he will not ask even if he knows." Yu Yi reopened the jar of wine, and reached out to grab the leg of mutton on the table, he had just drunk too much wine in front, and now his stomach was empty and uncomfortable.

"In this way, we can't even take sides if we don't want to." Ying Guang asked with a wry smile.

"If your strength is enough to control your own fate, then you have the right to speak, but it's a pity that although the Proton Mansion is beautiful, it hasn't been able to enter the eyes of the prince, and they don't even bother to do it, I don't know if it's your luck or sadness." Yu Yi looked at Ying Guang with strange eyes, but he said the truth of the matter mercilessly. In the eyes of outsiders, the Proton Mansion has been subsumed into the second prince's lineage, and now that the competition for the heir of the Yue clan is intensifying, Mingzhe's Mu Zhan will not let his daughter associate with the second prince's subordinates.

"Whew!" Ying Guang breathed a sigh of relief, in the final analysis, he still affected Feng Zhuang, but the most important thing at the moment is how to survive in this upcoming storm!

It's impossible to stay out of the matter, vainly asking for the opponent's forgiveness is a manifestation of self-deception, weakness in exchange for not pity, only more cruel exploitation, organized, and have ideas in my heart, anyway, Fei Yi is also his own brother-in-law, helping him win Guang without any psychological pressure.

Since the people of the prince's family regard our proton mansion as a soft persimmon, then we have to have a persimmon look, usually soft, and we have to let him see blood at the critical moment, I don't know if the frozen persimmon can also kill people? Not everyone in Daqin can come over and knead it wantonly, at least Yingguang has never had the consciousness of swallowing his anger!

Needless to say, Ying Guang took a sip of the bowl of soup in front of him, and then pushed it to Yu Yi. Yu Yi took it easily, sniffed it with his nose, and praised: "The Su family's cook is really good, this soup is just right." After speaking, he picked up a spoon and tasted it spoonful by spoonful.

Ying Guang glanced at Yu Yi, today's food was brought from Sifang Yuan by himself, and the grassland dishes were boiled in addition to roasting, even if the Yue people built a city and settled down, they were slightly stronger than the Qiang people in terms of eating, but they couldn't be compared with the cooks in Xianyang.

But it doesn't matter what the two of them eat today, what you look at is an attitude, the strength of Yu Yiming's face is not strong, and it is not even as good as other idle princes, but those who can't be seen are not easy to say, with Yu Shu's face, Su Yuyan plunged into this whirlpool, kidnapped his own Lao Tzu to the second prince's chariot without hesitation, and spared no effort to contact other nobles, those gentlemen in the front hall really can't be their own masters, but there are some things that don't need to be confirmed by themselves, As long as your opponent believes that those people have taken refuge in the second prince, it's fine.

As a foreign aid, Ying Guangdang is willing, except for the relationship between Yu Shu, he doesn't look like a fool at all, saying that he doesn't have a few hole cards, and Ying Guang himself doesn't believe it. Yu Ji seems to have a thick leg, and the other princes are at best incomplete arms, and there is no comparison at all. But even so, Ying Guang was willing to stand on the side of Concubine Yi, he really didn't understand why those princes and nobles were scrambling to tie up a person who could be promiscuous in front of their father, to follow such an obvious target to the death, didn't they know that the target was used to withstand attacks?

Yu Yi finished drinking the soup, threw the empty bowl to Ying Guang and got up, and slowly turned back to the front hall, squinting and showing a drunk face. Ying Guang carried the food box over the wall, and got into the small carriage that had long been parked under the wall, and the coachman shook the reins, and the small carriage turned into the narrow alley next to it.

The courtyard of the Su family was still lively, the bright lights reflected half of the night sky, everyone was partying, and no one noticed that the time for Yu Yi to leave was a little longer. Outside the wall, there was a strange laugh in the forest, and a black-haired owl stood on the branch, witnessing everything with cold eyes.

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