Chu Lanchen raised the teacup, "It's okay, this tea is mellow and delicious." ”

"Oh, good." Jiang Changyu snorted, and secretly glanced at the prince sitting on the top position, and sure enough, Long Zhangfeng's posture was extraordinary.

Before, he was afraid that the guards would come to the door again to entangle his daughter, so he hurriedly walked around the palaces and persuaded those adult princes to marry their daughters, but those princes were not only jealous of the prince's power, but also cared about their daughter's innocence, only this King of Jin did not care and took the initiative to marry his daughter.

Now it seems that the king of Jin has a long-term view, if he marries his noble daughter today and moves his life, maybe he will be the future emperor.

It's just that Jiang Changyu couldn't understand how the guard disappeared as if out of thin air, and he couldn't find anyone anymore, which was really strange. That night, he sent someone back to take his life, but he was rescued, or he had to be cramped.

Chu Lanchen, who was sitting on the top position, suddenly shivered again, and hurriedly drank hot tea to warm up.

"Lord Wang, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Changyu was extremely concerned about this son-in-law, and he could observe every subtle move clearly.

"It's okay, this tea is delicious." Chu Lanchen raised his glass, feeling that Jiang Changyu had a lot of words, and wondered what was going on today, he always felt that someone was cursing him behind his back.

Jiang Changyu laughed, the prince who was sitting on it had never drunk any good tea, but today he said that his tea was delicious, did he want to bring some when he went back like a folk son-in-law?

"Lord, although many princes in the palace are adults, but you are the only one who can compete with His Royal Highness the Prince, you are now evenly matched with the Prince, and your future is limitless!"

Jiang Changyu doesn't care whether he wants tea or not, or it matters if he is a sycophant, his son-in-law is promising, and the Jiang family is also good.

The cadres below all echoed, "Yes, His Royal Highness the King of Jin is now married to a noble daughter of the Mandate of Heaven, and the future is uncertain, and this country still needs to be mastered." ”

After speaking, they all looked at Chu Lanchen, and it was obvious that this Ming Lord was talking about him.

"Are you talking about the government?" Chu Lanchen slowly put down the teacup and looked at everyone in the hall, sooner or later, this country would be his, and he couldn't run, but they shouldn't say this in public.

He now seems to understand why Jiang Zimu has a simple brain, because it is ancestral.

"Don't dare, don't dare." Jiang Changyu sneered, the horse's fart slapped on the horse's leg, he couldn't help but blush, and was trying to find a way to redeem it, when he suddenly saw Liu's maid come to invite him to the back hall, he hurriedly excused himself.

Chu Lanchen was still sitting on the top seat and chatting with a cadre of people over tea, but he was thinking about something else.

Jiang Changyu came from a humble background, just because he gave birth to Jiang Zimu, a noble daughter of destiny, and was directly crowned as a first-class prince from an ordinary official, but he didn't seem to be satisfied, he was thinking about his daughter being able to marry the royal family, and now he was instigating himself to compete for the throne inside and outside the words, did he want to use himself to prepare for his daughter to win the country?

It's just that his daughter doesn't seem to be very successful.

At this moment, a certain princess who was not a good person was sitting at the table with her head down, listening to the Liu family count her own mistakes to Jiang Changyu, and the old couple frowned for a while, shook their heads, worried about their daughter's future.

In the end, it was unanimously decided that Jiang Zimu would personally serve the prince and have more contact to enhance the relationship between husband and wife.

After sitting for a short time, a group of people were invited to the flower hall for dinner, and Chu Lanchen sat in the first place as usual.

Jiang Zimu ran to sit between the Liu family and Jiang Changyu, although the two parents were not in person, it seemed safer to sit next to them.

Because the eyes of the prince on the other side who looked at him just now were as cold as ever.

"Mu'er, what are you doing sitting here, why don't you sit next to the prince and wait." Liu felt that she hadn't listened to what she had told her before.

"Why, he has his own hands." Jiang Zimu sat still.

Jiang Changyu said with an annoyed face, "Mu'er, why are you so unruly, the husband is the wife, and you can sit wherever the husband sits." ”

Scold! A sneer flashed across Chu Lanchen's face, where does your husband sit? Then it depends on whether your daughter has the ability to do that.

"It's all Weichen's goddaughter, which makes the prince smile." Jiang Changyu observed carefully with a smiling face, thinking that Chu Lanchen was laughing at his daughter, and he hated iron a little, so he glanced at Liu.

The Liu family understood, got up and forcibly pulled Jiang Zimu up and sent him to Chu Lanchen to sit down, and did not forget to accompany a smiling face, "The princess went back to her parents' house for the first time, and saw that her parents were a little more attached, so don't blame the princess." ”

"It's okay, the princess is young and newly married, and it is understandable to be coquettish in front of the honorable hall." Chu Lanchen said this as if he loved the little princess beside him.

Look, where is such a considerate prince to find.

Jiang Zimu raised his eyes to the sky and admitted that he was an acting school.

No, they can't act, they're newlyweds.

"Princess, let you sit next to this king, you seem to be very aggrieved?" Chu Lanchen's thin lips moved slightly, and the sound he made could only be heard by Jiang Zimu, who was less than a foot away from him.

"The concubine doesn't dare, it's a blessing for the concubine to be able to sit next to the prince." Jiang Zimu read a manuscript-like sentence and threw it over.

When she said this, she hugged her arms, lowered her head and shook the tassels on her embroidered shoes to play, shaking from left to right, and had a lot of fun.

"Well, you play with your shoes." In Chu Lanchen's eyes, she was a kitten playing with a ball of yarn at the moment, and he turned sideways to ignore her, not depriving her of the only fun she had as a cat.

Everyone gossiped a few words, and the dishes were ready, and Jiang Zimu ate heartily, without even looking at the prince beside him. Jiang Changyu and Liu's eyes made her eyes fall out, and she didn't pay attention to them.

"Mu'er, the prince's bowl is empty." Liu couldn't help but remind.

"Oh." Jiang Zimu grabbed a fish head and put it in a certain prince's bowl.

Liu, "......"

"Mu'er, the prince doesn't like to eat fish heads." Jiang Changyu sighed.

"Oh." A fish tail flew into the bowl of the prince next to him, and if you don't like to eat fish heads, then you like to eat fish tails!

Jiang Changyu, "......"

A certain prince's face did not change, and he did not expect the princess around him to wait for him, he elegantly picked up the chopsticks to be self-sufficient, and did not forget to take care of the young princess next to him, "Princess, this pepper stew is very delicious, you can taste it." ”

A lump of white fat was thrown into the ginger seed bowl.

Although Jiang Zimu is not happy without meat, she is now a little sick to her stomach, and this stew is greasy and spicy, eating it is equivalent to drinking a spicy pot bottom with thick lard floating.

This is a cruel attack on yourself!

"Lord Wang, this vinegar celery is sour and delicious, you can try it."

A young princess picked up the plate, and even the vinegar and vegetables were poured into Chu Lanchen's bowl, and the soup overflowed to the table and dripped onto the brocade robe of a certain prince.

"Oh, I'm really sorry, the concubine will wipe it for you." Jiang Zi Mu Teng stood up, and accidentally knocked over a bowl of soup in front of Chu Lanchen, and the hot soup was splashed on his lap impartially.

"Hey, you woman......" A certain prince gritted his teeth, his face like black ink.