Chapter 19 It is said that there is a habit of breaking sleeves!

A Qingxuan carriage slowly passed in front of the big red gate of the Zhizhou Mansion and stopped in the alley next to a small teahouse not far away.

Yun Yuan stepped forward and lifted the curtain of the car, Lin Yue cleaned up his clothes, slowly got off the carriage, and walked towards the teahouse.

"Two sons, please inside!" Before she arrived at the door, the shopkeeper greeted her.

Lin Yueqing and Yun Yuan entered the teahouse and walked to the second floor, turned into the main hall of the storyteller, and found a place by the window to sit down.

"Two sons, what do you have to drink?" Little Erdao.

"We want a pot of March Spring, as well as pastries and sugar gourds, and it's best to have some of your signature full mouth!"

Before Lin Yueqing could speak, Yun Kite ordered the things.

"Okay, Childe wait a moment!" As he spoke, the shopkeeper bent down and retreated.

The storyteller is telling stories on stage, which is roughly some old books of love and love.

Lin Yueqing had no intention of listening, and his eyes looked at the sparse flow of people downstairs and the Zhizhou Mansion diagonally opposite from time to time.

Today's weather is a little gloomy, and Lin Yueqing is a little irritable.

Just when she felt that her chest was really stuffy, a dark blue carriage with a double canopy and a group of guards stopped at the gate of the Zhizhou Mansion.

After a while, Xu Zhizhou came out, and hurriedly went to invite the people in the car.

I don't know what Xu Zhizhou said, the carriage curtain moved, and a very handsome man got out of the carriage, followed by a son in a beautiful dress also got out of the carriage.

Lin Yueqing couldn't see the man's face clearly, his eyes looked at his back and the red blonde hair bell at the end of his hair, and he was a little distracted.

"The tea tasting of the two sons is ready!" Xiao Er's voice pulled Lin Yueqing's thoughts back, and the table was covered with brightly colored refreshments, and a sweet smell jumped into her nose.

She frowned and turned her head, and her eyes looked at the door of the Zhizhou Mansion again, but there was no longer the figure of the man.

"Miss, you haven't eaten breakfast, this is what you like to eat, eat some quickly!" Yun Kite said, picked up a string of sugar gourds and shook them in front of Lin Yueqing's eyes.

Lin Yueqing looked at the red thing, withdrew his eyes and said coldly.

"I don't like to eat these!" She still remembers the slap she was given by her father when she was a child for stealing things outside the palace, as well as the three full days of confinement and the severe punishment from the palace to the palace, which made her subconsciously resist these desserts on the streets and alleys.

Yun Kite looked at the sugar gourd wrapped in golden caramel and crispy sesame seeds in her hand, thinking that her young lady was taking Qiao, and her eyes turned and smiled.

"Miss, look."

Lin Yueqing subconsciously turned around when she heard this, and Yun Kite took the opportunity to stuff the rock sugar gourd into her slightly open mouth.

A sweet fragrance entered his mouth, Lin Yueqing wanted to get angry, but he was suppressed by this greasy sweetness.

She bit down on the sugar gourd in her mouth, and threw the rest of the gourd on the plate as if she didn't like it.

"It's unpalatable!" Her voice was a little slurred, but her furrowed brow slowly slowed.

Yun Yuan smiled and was about to continue to work hard, when his eyes immediately aimed at the Xuanche at the gate of the Zhizhou Mansion.

"Isn't that the emblem of the Nine Emperor Suns?" As she spoke, she pointed to the Tengyun Five-Claw Coiling Dragon Wooden Plaque hanging on the carriage door.

Lin Yueqing followed the cloud kite's finger and looked at the wooden card, with a bit of scrutiny in his eyes.

"An imperial grandson actually used a five-clawed coiled dragon as an emblem!" It's really extraordinary!

Yun Kite said busily when he heard this.

"How can his Nine Emperor Grandson be an ordinary imperial grandson, he is the only seedling left by the former prince who passed away, not to mention the five-clawed coiling dragon, the current saint can't wait to give him the throne!"

"Oh......?" That's interesting, it's really rare for the emperor and grandson to have a higher rank than the prince.

"In fact, this Nine Emperor Sun was really not favored before, after the death of the former prince, he was locked in the cold palace, and then accidentally fell off the tall building to fall stupid, and no one cared about it, until two years ago, he made a big fuss about the prince's wedding banquet and fell off the stands, carried back to a coma for a few days, and his sanity was restored."

"Can you turn over when you regain your senses?" Lin Yueqing couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

"Of course not, less than half a year later, the emperor recruited him to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, when the prince summoned troops to seize power in the Guangyao Palace, the palace was in chaos, the other princes ran away and fled, the prince saw that the palace army was dense and difficult to break, and found an opportunity to leave the emperor and hide, and finally it was the nine emperor grandsons who stopped the prince, and he was seriously injured in a desperate battle to protect the emperor, and later cleared the harem and the court, the emperor thanked him for his loyalty, and he was crowned the king, The Zhongzhou of the official Qing Dynasty and the richest Linjun City were given to him as a fief, and he naturally could afford this five-clawed coiled dragon. ”

Yun Kite thought for a moment.

"It's just ......."

"Just what?"

Yun Kite suddenly leaned over and covered his mouth and whispered.

"It's just that although this King Lin has the merit of diligent country, and he is handsome and handsome, kung fu and literary talents, but he ...... His habit is very strange, not only is the palace full of men, but it is also said that he never lets women serve him closely, others say...... He's got a habit of breaking sleeves! ”