The night is dark and the courtyard is deep.

Outside the guild hall, the guards of the prince's mansion and the soldiers and horses in the city are guarded layer by layer.

A carriage stopped in front of the hall, and Zhao Shuang stepped down from it, facing him was a smiling face from Zuo Sima Liu Yi.

"Grand Commander, please here, the prince has been waiting for a long time."

When Zhao Shuang saw Prince An, he and several subordinates were sitting in the middle of the courtyard, across a pool of clear water, watching the performance on the stage.

"I've seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Sir, please be seated!"

Prince An was very polite, and sat on the left and right of his two favorite Aiji, Hu Meiren and Mrs. Mingzhu.

Next to Hu Meiren sat her sister, Zuo Sima Liu Yi's wife.

When she looked at Zhao Shuang, her face was always a little uneasy.

Zhao Shuang, under the guidance of the attendants, sat in a position not far from Prince An.

The Mo family has always been outside the Korean political hall, and they are almost invisible.

But now, with a Li Kai, the Mo family's power has become a Korean court, and most importantly, the Mo family has obtained the tacit approval of the Korean family.

This has to be paid attention to by Prince An!

Generally speaking, the clan resists the invasion of their own sphere of influence by external forces, and is very sensitive to these.

This is the case in all the kingdoms of the heavens, but this great commander of the Mo family didn't know what means he used, but he actually succeeded in getting their recommendation, not only successfully meeting King Han, but also letting a person who should have died return to the court.

However, for Prince An, a small Li Kai is not in his eyes, and it is just a casual move to encircle this great leader of the Mo family.

In Tai Zi'an's opinion, his willingness to approach the Grand Commander on such a private occasion was like sending a signal to the outside world.

Even the arrival of Li Kai is also under his control.

"I heard that no matter when and where Mr. went, he showed people with a dragon silk mask, even when he saw his father that day, it was the same. I don't know, why? ”

"In the lower part of the world, he is a man of the mountains and wilderness, with an ugly face, and he is afraid to frighten all the nobles."

Prince An just asked casually, but Mrs. Mingzhu, who had been beside him, was interested, and looked at Zhao Shuang with a pair of charming eyes.

"The Grand Commander has been saying that his face is ugly, but according to the opinion of the concubine, this is not the case."

"Those who have always covered their faces have either been tortured and have no face, or they are very handsome, and it may be difficult to convince the public. According to the concubine, the great commander must belong to the latter, otherwise how could he be called the 'jade-faced flying dragon'? ”

Mrs. Mingzhu's words caused all the women present to snicker.

Prince An's face changed, and his voice was a little serious.

"Pearl, don't joke."

"The concubine knows her mistake!"

Although Mrs. Mingzhu was apologizing in her words, the flirtatious meaning made the prince feel at ease.

Prince An then talked to Zhao Shuang for a few more words, and then there was no follow-up.

Haiyu on the stage is getting better, but the men present are not interested.

For no other reason, this Wushan meeting tells the love story of King Chuxiang and the goddess of Wushan, which is too boring for the men present.

Older men, who would like this kind of lingering love story?

However, the concubines beside them are more fascinated than the other. Especially Mrs. Hu, when she saw the emotion, tears fell.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, General Ji Wuye has an urgent military situation and is looking for you to discuss."

At this moment, the voice of the attendant sounded in Prince An's ears. He forced himself not to hit Hatche, and propped up his somewhat sleepy body.

"So, sir, I will take my leave. After the matter is dealt with, there is still a banquet in the house, and I will wait for Mr. ”

"Congratulations to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Prince An left here with several of his subordinates, leaving their wives behind and continuing to watch the play.

Haiyou's play gradually reached its climax, but Zhao Shuang was a little bored and sleepy, raised his hand, but was knocked over by a maid who happened to pass by and knocked over the wine.

"Useless things, they actually disturbed His Royal Highness the Prince's distinguished guests."

Madame Mingzhu reprimanded, and the maid fell to her knees, kowtowing her head desperately.

"It's not a big deal, Madame doesn't have to be like this."

"Don't take Mr. to change his clothes yet."

"Yes!"

Not long after the maid left with Zhao Shuang, Mrs. Mingzhu stood up and saluted everyone.

"I've been watching the play for a long time, and I'm a little sleepy, so I'll go down and take a nap first, and the sisters will watch slowly."

"Congratulations to Madame Pearl."

Seeing Mrs. Mingzhu go away, Mrs. Hu wanted to say something, but was stopped by her sister.

Hu Meiren shook her head and motioned for her not to move. Mrs. Hu was a little apprehensive and turned her head, but her mind was no longer above this play.

Zhao Shuang was taken to a room by this maid, and half of his clothes were taken off, but he saw the sliding door slowly open, and a graceful figure walked in.

The maid withdrew, under the eyes of Madame Mingzhu.

Zhao Shuang looked at the scene in front of him, and saw that Mrs. Mingzhu didn't say anything, and pounced.

If the skin is smooth, it is like congealed fat, and the whole body is full of fragrance. The woman in front of her was as charming as water, and the whole person was about to stick to Zhao Shuang's body.

"What does Madame Pearl want?"

"The goddess has a heart, doesn't the Grand Commander understand?"

Mrs. Mingzhu's hand was about to unmask Zhao Shuang, but she saw him dodge lightly to avoid her entanglement.

"The goddess has a heart, but King Xiang has no dreams. The meeting of Wushan, after all, is a joke of Haiyou, an empty dream. ”

Zhao Shuang turned around, put on the original cloth clothes, and sat on the bed.

"Zhao Shuang!"

Mrs. Mingzhu said the name softly, wanting to see the reaction of the person in front of her, but the other party was not touched.

"Is Madame calling me?"

Mrs. Mingzhu wanted to test the details of the person in front of her, but the other party did not show a trace of horsebearing and did not feel frowning.

But I saw that Mrs. Mingzhu tore the fabric on her chest in a long blue dress, revealing a large scene.

The slender nails made a thin mark on the white skin under the collarbone, but there was still a smile on his face.

"Madame, is this trying to frame the blame?"

Mrs. Mingzhu smiled, like a hunter who had brought her prey to a dead end, her face full of pride, as if she was narrating her own script.

"When the commander of the Mo family was changing clothes, he happened to meet the prince and concubine who were resting, and when he saw it, he was interested and intended to humiliate. In this way, the royal family will be humiliated, the Mo family will no longer have a place to live in Korea, Li Kai, the Sima, will not be able to do it, and even those clans will be more or less affected. What does the commander of the Mo family think of this play of the concubine? ”

"Bad!"

Zhao Shuang laughed, as if he didn't care at all.

"I heard that Mrs. has newly entered the prince's mansion and is in full bloom, why is she so jerky about the things in the room?"

"If Madame wants this play to be more realistic, then this blood mark on your chest should go a little further."

Further down?

Mrs. Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, glanced at the part Zhao Shuang was pointing to, her face turned red, and she couldn't help but take a sip in her heart.

Bah!

Mrs. Mingzhu looked at the Mo family commander who was watching a play with her head in front of her, and a wave of anger arose in her heart.

"Jade-faced Wyvern, you wait for me!"