Chapter 3: Gifts
The woman's calm and elegant demeanor, the bright and alluring face is still the same, the eyebrows and eyes are crooked, the light under the eyes is full of innocence and harmlessness, and it is obvious that she is still her daughter.
King Xuan already suspected, no, he was sure that the woman in front of him was not his daughter.
Two months ago, she woke up injured, although she didn't show any difference in front of herself, but he was King Xuan in the end, and after so many years of crawling on the battlefield and in the court, how could he not even recognize his daughter.
It's just that he didn't debunk it, from the beginning when he planned to find out her purpose, to now, he unknowingly regarded her as his daughter.
"Bao'er, tomorrow is your day, I plan to invite all the children of the official family in the capital, of course, my friends in the court will also come to cheer at that time, what do you think?"
Looking at Xuan Mobao, who had eaten almost the same, King Xuan put down his chopsticks, and his voice carried a hint of solicitation.
Xuan Mobao paused when he heard this, put down his chopsticks elegantly, gently wiped the corners of his mouth, and smiled slightly.
"But it's up to the father to decide, and the daughter has no opinion."
Looking at the table full of dishes in front of him, only the oil residue in a few bowls remained, and King Xuan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
"Okay, tomorrow you are earlier, Dad will send someone to arrange it first, and tomorrow you may be busy."
"Yes."
Receiving Xuan Mobao's response, King Xuan nodded, turned around and left with a smile on his face.
Looking at King Xuan's back, Xuan Mobao sat quietly and calmly for a moment before getting up gracefully.
A glimmer of light flashed under his eyes, and he walked out of the side hall without hurrying.
Hou Mansion.
At this time, in the main hall, a man dressed in very gorgeous and luxurious clothes, and very ostentatious, lazily and tiredly slumped down to the chair beside him.
"Zheng'er!"
Looking at her son who has been spoiled since childhood, Princess Lingyu is angry and loving, obviously she is so elegant, and the Hou Ye is also gentle, how could she give birth to a son with such a temperament.
"Mother!"
Mu Nanzheng, who yawned heavily, covered his mouth angrily, and his bright eyes had a hint of water, which looked a little bewitching.
A black and straight green silk was casually held by him with a jade crown, but at this time, it was loose, messy and blurry.
A face that resembles Princess Lingyu has a bit of the handsomeness of Marquis Mu, and under the amazement, there is also a manhood that makes people fear and admire.
A pair of slender but thick ink eyebrows are like sharp strokes, and there is an indescribable haze and confusion when those eyes are half-squinted and half-open.
I don't know what color the light under my eyes is, but I just think it makes people want to find out.
The lips were a little impatient at this time, and they pursed gently, looking at Princess Lingyu, those eyes finally became a little more eye-catching.
"Mother, why did you call me back? It was okay, and the son went back to his room to sleep. ”
Mu Nanzheng was a little sleepy, he stayed in the Qinglou all night last night, and he was a little tired.
"Zheng'er, tomorrow is the day of the Lord Xuanwang's meeting, just now King Xuan sent someone to send an invitation, you remember to prepare a gift."
Looking at her son, Princess Lingyu was finally reluctant to say a cruel word, so she could only sigh lightly and speak softly.
"Lord Xuanwang?"
The characters that he didn't think of for a while made Mu Nanzheng stunned for a moment, and then grinned and suddenly realized.
"Oh, I remember, isn't that a girl? I heard that I haven't been out for two months, and I don't know if I've done something unseemly. ”
Some narrowed their eyes deeply, and the corners of their mouths were slightly hooked, with a strange smile.
"Gifts......"