Chapter 303: The Enemy of Enemies is Friends

Ye Wubai nodded: "It was an extraordinary means, I heard that Lord Shen personally went to ask for a kiss, and the emperor didn't want to be too dismissive of his son." It seems to be a bow to Miss Shen's overlord, and it is rumored that Miss Shen has been silent for half a month, and she relies on forcibly pouring some rice porridge every day to maintain it. ”

Xuanyuan Po understood at this moment why Xiyan had to climb the wall of the Shen Mansion from time to time, and with her hard-mouthed and soft-hearted and nosy personality, she would definitely not stand idly by. He sighed: "Miss Shen is a fierce woman, and the king of Japan has looked down on her." ”

"Are you underestimating? You didn't even look at people. Ye Wubai quipped, and an idea suddenly popped up, "The prince has the grace to save Miss Shen's life, and he has a fairy skin, maybe Miss Shen has a secret promise to you." Otherwise, why would they desperately refuse to marry? ”

Xuanyuan Poxing's eyes swept away: "This king sees that you are crazy about wanting to start a family." ”

Hahaha......

After the two laughed for a while, Xuanyuan Po said to Ye Wubai again: "Make an appointment to meet Yue Xun for this king, the so-called enemy of the enemy is a friend, and this is a good opportunity to win him over." ”

Ye Wubai paused slightly, looked at Xuanyuan Po and said tentatively: "As far as I know, he seems to be beating Miss Yan's attention, you really don't mind." ”

Xuanyuan Po said disdainfully: "How can those who have achieved great things be burdened by their children's private affairs." ”

"Really?" Ye Wubai looked at him inquiringly.

"This king heard that the county lord of Huanting looked at Yue Xun, Jiang Huanting is the sister of the boss's wife, I know very well the boss's personality, she will never be in the corner of the sister's wall, she and Yue Xun are impossible." Xuanyuan Po swore and took a big sip of wine.

"It's hard to say, I heard that Yue Xun often goes to the ghost market, and Miss Yan also gave him a hand-made precious cold iron flute as a weapon. Gongzi Yue plays this flute in the house every night, and the sound of the flute is really melodious and affectionate......"

"That's enough." Xuanyuan interrupted impatiently.

Ye Wubai smiled and said nothing, and when he lifted the wine jar, he poured it into his mouth, and the placket of his chest was wet.

"Tell me what's going on with Jiang Huanting and Yue Xun?" After a while, Xuanyuan Po spoke.

It seems that at Chang Ningbo's birthday banquet, the county lord somehow sneaked to the front yard and pulled Yue Xun to prevent him from leaving, and many people saw it. Lord Jiang also liked Yue Xun's upright temperament, good looks, and did not make friends with the prince, and wanted to marry the county lord to him. Ye Wubai gossiped, "Some people also say that Chang Ningbo's birthday is fake, and it is true to choose a son-in-law for the county lord, and the county lord Huanting went to the front yard to choose a husband by himself." ”

Thinking of Jiang Huanting stopping his horse and threatening to marry him, Xuanyuan Po said: "It's her style." Therefore, without further ado, we must win over Yue Xun, and to win over him is to win over the Jiang family. ”

"The prince revealed the suspiciousness of the death of the fourth princess to Yue Xun before, and after he visited everywhere, he already had eyebrows. Now that the direct cause of death of the fourth princess has been exposed, the time has come to win him over. ”

“……”

The two drank two more jars of wine, Xuanyuan Po investigated and tried the case in Shenzhou day and night, and after the case was concluded, he didn't stay for a moment, and rushed back to Yecheng non-stop, he was really tired at the moment.

With the strength of the wine, he lay on his side on the boat, supporting his head with his hands, and did not realize that he was half drunk.

Seeing this, Ye Wubai didn't continue to talk about things, but slowly propped up the boat and walked slowly in the lake. Now he was holding slower, lighter, but he felt more labored.

The breeze on the green lake blows Xuanyuan's clothes and green silk flutters.

Dressed in white and green, two figures circled around the green lake. The mist of the lake shrouded the two of them, and in the hazy and hazy world, they saw small boats sailing back and forth, shuttling non-stop.