Chapter 572: The King's Little Scholar (6)

Help me tie the crown. Su Chen said.

Su Wan took the jade comb and neatly helped Su Chen comb his crown hair, which was exactly the same hairstyle as before.

Su Chen became more and more satisfied with Su Wan.

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The little girl is ingenious, observant, and gentle in her technique, making him feel more comfortable when taking Wushi San, and these small details are also in place.

"Come out for a walk with me." Su Chen stood up.

He took Su Wan out of the house.

The mansion was not large or luxurious, and was previously only a merchant's residence.

Walking out of the alley, not far away, I saw the lively night market.

The Su Dynasty has always been enjoyable.

Even if Hojing has just settled down for less than half a year, the scale of the night market in this capital is not inferior to that of the Northern Soviet Dynasty.

There is a full range of food, and there are some clay ceramic villains.

However, these items are very expensive.

In the corner, a young son and a young daughter kneeling on the ground, with wheat and weeds stuck in their heads.

These are all voluntarily sold into slavery, and the price of buying them is not as good as a clay sculpture villain.

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Su Chen took Su Wan through the night market and came to the most prosperous lake in Hojing.

There are lanterns hanging on the shores of the lake.

On the surface of the lake is a particularly magnificent and tall dragon boat.

The sound of silk and bamboo Xiaoqu came from the boat, and the officers and soldiers were guarded around, and the whole lake was not allowed to be approached.

Su Chen stood in the crowd, staring at the dragon ship with dark eyes.

Su Wan also watched.

In the entire Hojing, the only one who can travel can be so tossed is the young emperor on the dragon chair.

It is rumored that his life will not be long, and he will rely on the elixir of the Taoist priests to hang his life, but he didn't expect to come out on a cruise ship with this breath.

"Let's go." Su Chen turned around.

He and this emperor should be kings now, but not kings.

The two turned around in the crowd, and before they had taken two steps, they were stopped by a person who looked like a eunuch.

"Master Su, sage, please get on the dragon boat for a while." The eunuch is not smiling, and he looks at it because the person who comes is not good.

Su Wan looked at Su Chen.

As an emperor who longs for immortality, this saint must not want to have a successor if he doesn't die, right?

"Okay." Su Chen smiled, as if he responded calmly.

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Su Wan followed Su Chen onto the dragon boat.

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled an exceptionally strong smell of medicinal stones.

On the low couch in the middle, a very thin man lay crookedly.

He wore a wide white tunic with a jade belt hanging around his waist.

His eyebrows were sharp, and his ink-colored eyes were somewhat similar to Su Chen's, except that his complexion was unusually pale, and his eyebrows were crazy, as if he was mocking something all the time.

"Su Chen is here." In a lazy tone, the man sat up.

Behind him were two very beautiful women, they were wearing only their middle clothes, and Miao Man loomed.

The two knelt behind Su Li and let Su Li lean on them.

From Su Wan's point of view, it looks like Su Li hugged left and right, deliberately trapped in the pile of beauties.

"Sit."

The air in the cabin was airtight, and incense was lit in the corner.

The smell of the mixture is very dirty.

In addition to Su Li, there were some young men in white robes lying indulgently on the low couch next to him.

There are also beautiful women around them, who have just smoked Wushi San, and some of the indulgent ones have already hugged the women in their arms, and the scene is unsightly.

"It's interesting today, I actually brought a woman." Su Li's gaze fell on Su Chen's back, and he looked at Su Wan darkly.

The thin pale lips suddenly hooked up with mockery.

Su Li smiled maliciously.

"Come on, take them down to change their clothes."