After eating a meal for more than an hour, but the guests and hosts were not happy, Zhu Ziyu's face always made the Hang family feel that they did not please him.

After the banquet was over, everyone returned to the lobby to have tea, and when chatting, the atmosphere was even more depressing.

Jin Buhua was too lazy to stir up the troubled waters, looking at Yumi who was full of gossip in his eyes, and wanted to hug him back to the room directly.

As for Temur, ask for more blessings!

"Mi'er, how has your husband been behaving lately?" Jin Buhua shrugged his head in the direction of Zhu Ziyu, and his meaning was self-evident.

Compared to someone, hehehe-

If there is no contrast, there is no harm!

Thank you, Your Highness the Night King, for making it happen!

Jin Buhua's heart is full of flowers, and you can enjoy the grace of beauty tonight!

Looking at Jin Buhua's funny expression, Yumi's face was wonderful, "I have grown, and I know how to metaphorize others." Well, this girl is tired and goes back to eat grapes. ”

"Hey——, husband is responsible for peeling the grapes, hahaha!" Jin Buhua happily hugged Yumi and disappeared in front of everyone, leaving Temur with a look of contempt for his friends.

"Lu'er, let's go back to the room too, it's getting late." Zhu Ziyu stood up with a smile, these people had wasted too much time of this king.

"Ahh

Is it late?

Bai Lu looked at the outside and was still a little microscopic, and the sky had not darkened.

Besides, where do you have a room here, go back to your Tun Temple.

"Little plum."

"The slave is here!" Xiao Lizi hurriedly ran in from outside the door.

"Lead the way!"

"Okay—"

As if picking up a few hundred taels of silver, Xiao Lizi opened the way in front of him with the wind under his feet.

"Father-in-law and mother-in-law, son-in-law will go first."

Master Hang and Mrs. Hang glanced at each other, full of astonishment, "Congratulations to the prince!" ”

Zhu Ziyu took Bai Lu's hand and walked towards the backyard, and glanced at Temur with a warning look.

Bai Lu was aggrieved in his heart, and it was not a way to be suppressed by this guy's identity all the time. But right now, as someone else's little wife, she really can't find a better way to get out.

It seems that tonight, the bed can only be divided into half of someone.

When I came to the boudoir, the dowry embroidery that was originally stacked in the room was quickly packed up by Xiao Kaizi and Xiao Lezi, and put it into the next room.

Zhu Ziyu looked at the boudoir again, and was in a hurry last time. Although he also stayed for a few hours, most of his energy was focused on the injured Bai Lu.

Zhu Ziyu glanced around, and finally his eyes fell on Bai Lu.

Although this boudoir is one of the best rooms in Hangzhou, it is not as good as the cold palace when I was a child.

Victory, a fragrant fragrance.

"Let's all go down!"

"Yes, lord."

Xiao Fanzi withdrew from the door with Lan Xi and the others, waited on the steps outside the door, and did not forget to close the door kindly.

"Come and sit, Lu'er." Zhu Ziyu looked at Bai Lu and patted the chair beside him.

Bai Lu raised her eyes, still sitting next to the embroidery frame, and continued the work in her hands, "Lord Wang, if you are bored, just read a book or paint." If you're really bored, let's go back to the palace. ”

Chase this king away?

Guts!

Zhu Ziyu was choked by Bai Lu's straightforwardness, and he didn't know how to save some face for this king.

Throughout Great Xia, there were a few women who would drive the king away, without proper etiquette, reverence, and flattery for the king. I'm afraid that in addition to the woman in front of him, it belongs to the one in the East Palace.

Thinking of Tang Yuzhu, Zhu Ziyu's face was even more ugly.

Angry, okay!

Go back to the Night King's Mansion!

Bai Lu smiled in his heart.

Looking at the corners of Bai Lu's slightly curved mouth, Zhu Ziyu couldn't wait to press Bai Lu on her knees and give her ass a slap.

What is in someone else's bowl, this king can't grab it, and what is in this king's bowl, others don't want to move!

Zhu Ziyu's face was gloomy, he stood up, walked to the side of the bed not far away, and lay down directly with his clothes.

Bai Lu was dumbfounded.

It's dirty! Don't even know how to take a shower to?

Bai Lu looked at the small ear room connected to the room, it was very small, there was no bath, only a large bath tub, and there was a toilet in it.

Presumably, such a precious lord can't stand it.

Zhu Ziyu didn't know that Bai Lu disliked him, so he lay on the bed leisurely, turned over, and silently watched Bai Lu's embroidery.

In the flickering candlelight, the beauty is more bright, and the continuous silk threads come and go, which has a quiet taste of the years.

The twilight of the shrike flies, and the wind blows the black tree. The south wind knows what I want, and blows dreams to Xizhou.

Bai Lu embroidered quietly, occasionally looking up at the candlelight, and inadvertently glanced at Zhu Ziyu's face.

Zhu Ziyu, who was gradually calming down, got up lazily, picked up small scissors and cut the candle core in the room, and then walked to the desk, picked up the various words collected by Bai Lu and looked at it.

Suddenly, the mournful sound of the horse-head harp sounded outside the door.

The blood on Zhu Ziyu's body rushed towards the top of his head again.

Outside the door, Lan Xi and Xiao Lizi glanced at each other, and looked at the roof not far away with a little helplessness and prayer.

Bai Lu glanced out of the door in surprise, still embroidering quietly.

"The way of the university is in Mingde, in being close to the people, and in stopping at perfection. Knowing and then deciding; Calm and then be quiet; Quiet and then peaceful; Calm and then be able to think; Think about it and then you can get it. Things have their origins and ends, things have always been there, and knowing the order of things is the shortest way. Those who want to be clear and virtuous in the world will rule their country first......"

The sound of reading aloud gradually floated out of the boudoir, spreading in the night sky, and gradually the sound of the piano collided together, which seemed a little abrupt, but after listening to it for a long time, I felt that it was very harmonious with the sound of the piano.

Master Hang helped Mrs. Hang to look at the movement in the courtyard from a distance under the promenade not far away, and sighed in his heart.

Temur's heart for his daughter, the old and young in Hangzhou, is clear in their hearts.

In private, some people who are not afraid of losing their heads have even compared what would happen if this uncle who was a hangfu man.

"Lady, let's go back to the room!"

Old Madam Hang was still relieved and shook her head.

"Lady, the fighting method between His Royal Highness the Night King and Lord Tie is not something you and I can mix."

Old Mrs. Hang's eyes were slightly red, "It's just that it's bitter." ”

Master Hang hugged Mrs. Hang back to the room, "Madam, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and they are relieved." ”

Old Madam Hang gave Old Man Hang a roll of her eyes, "You said it lightly, I would rather my obedient marry an ordinary ordinary person, rather than live in the royal family with fear, grovel, and precariousness." ”

"The woman sees! Our daughter's beauty is something you and I can protect? You don't want to think about it, in the people, but all those who have a good posture are either occupied by the land sovereign nobles, or they are made Yangzhou horses by hard means, and the current situation of Saner is already very lucky. ”

knew that her husband was right, but Mrs. Hang was still aggrieved.

"Hey——, it would be nice if San'er met this iron boy earlier! I heard that the Tie family is also a family gate lord in the Jin Kingdom, and his brother is also under one person and above tens of thousands of people in the Jin State Imperial Court. ”

Master Hang nodded silently, Temur didn't have a bit of a powerful frame for the Hang family, and it could even be said that he put his posture very low to appease the Hang family.

Even Prince Jin looks more like the uncle of the Hang family.

This is the love house and the black!

That's what I really love!

Obviously, His Royal Highness the Night King's love for San'er is far less, so it seems incompatible with his own family.

I can't pee in a pot.

"Lady, take care of the children, don't make trouble for San'er, we don't expect San'er to be promoted and make a fortune."

"Well, don't worry." Old Madam Hang nodded, still unrelenting, "Hey! They are all expensive people, why is the gap so big. Look at Xiaomi'er's husband, that's called a hundred and obedient. This Temur is even better, a bare pole, and he is still a child, if he ......"

"Lady, there is no if." Old Man Hang had a straight face and reprimanded Old Mrs. Hang, "This is the sin of the Nine Clans, don't even think about it." ”

Mrs. Hang's eyes were slightly red, she had been married to this man for more than 20 years, and she was reprimanded for the first time.

"Lady-" Mr. Hang hugged Mrs. Hang, "What you think, why don't you understand it for your husband, it's just that it's late, it's empty." ”