Murong Jiu and Ye Qinghuan entered the palace at noon, and received news at dusk that the third prince of Xiliang had arrived.

The three sons of Xiliang are of different ages, and they are very interesting - the oldest is twenty-eight years old, the middle is twenty years old, and the youngest is only fifteen years old.

It happens to be the three most attractive stages of men's age, and women of different ages will like men of different ages, and they almost account for everything.

Tong Yi, the elder, is rumored to have a delicate swordsmanship, the eldest son of the Tianshan Tong family, the first vein of Xiliang martial arts, with a calm and introverted personality, and few words.

Xilouyue, the second oldest person, makes a good hand poison, in Xiliang is the only son of a poison family, looks like a woman, absolutely beautiful, can be described as the type of man who is beautiful to the extreme, even men are also overwhelmed by it, and countless people have become broken sleeves for him.

Bai Xiaonian, the youngest, has an innocent baby face, loves to laugh when he meets people, and he is the first to be obedient and tricky, but he is the best at using hidden weapons, not to mention that he loves to quench poison, and his life creed is 'can be crippled and never killed', so that many women love and hate him.

When these three famous and beautiful men with different styles entered the Eastern Chu Imperial City, the girls of the entire Imperial City were boiling!

And because of the relationship with Xilouyue, the men are also a little enthusiastic.

When they saw Xilouyue dressed in red, her beauty was extraordinary, her red robe was swinging, and she gave people an unreal sense of intoxication in a trance, all the men let out a shocking wail in their hearts - why is he not a woman!

"Oh my God! The third son of Xiliang really deserves his name! ”

"Yes, I like that cold but handsome boy so much! Do you feel that he feels particularly similar to the Nine Emperor Uncles? ”

"Then I don't like him anymore, because if I like him, I don't like our Nine Emperor Uncles! I like my little boy, he's so cute, and he smiles at me all the time! ”

Get rid of it, he's not smiling at you, he's smiling at everyone, okay?

Many girls looked at the girl who spoke with a look of 'you are a nymphomaniac', with disdain in their eyes.

But when they looked at the little boy Bai Xiaonian again, they had to lament again - little boy, who are you looking at?

Compared with the bustle on the streets, the Nine Kings' Mansion is still deserted and quiet.

Murong Jiu and Ye Qinghuan sat face to face - Uncle Nine was teaching the little girl to play chess, and next to him stood Tang Xing, who seemed to have something to report.

Although Ye Qinghuan is also self-taught, he fought fiercely with some old guys in his previous life, and he has repeatedly defeated, but in front of a first-class master like Murong Jiu, it can really be said that he has lost miserably.

After a game of chess, Ye Qinghuan pouted and hummed: "I lost again." ”

This man's city is as deep as the sea, and in chess games, there is usually a saying that the good player is good at scheming - she knows through his usual style of acting that he must be superb in chess!

It's just that I didn't expect him to be so powerful, so that she still lost her ten sons in a stick of incense.

I'm so annoyed.

"Keep up the good work." Murong Jiu's smile was as light as the wind, with a hint of doting: "There is still a lifetime of time, you can always win this king once." ”

A lifetime of time......

Ye Qinghuan's heart moved slightly, her red lips pursed lightly, but the arc was unconsciously presented.

"Lord Wang." Tang Xing waited for a long time, and finally found an opportunity to interject at this moment, he said respectfully: "The third prince of Xiliang has entered Beijing, but they have not stayed in the inn, but have entered the Xiangming House. ”