Chapter Seventy-Seven: What Doesn't Fit on the Table
In this strange atmosphere, the voice of the father-in-law, who was waiting carefully outside the car, sounded.
There is also a trilling in the intonation.
I can't help but call the few people sitting in this carriage all noble lords!
When Su Mujiu saw the courtyard, he stood up after brushing it, looked at Si Cen Wei, who refused to move his buttocks, and grinned: "Eighth prince, it's here." ”
Si Cen Wei, who was still very unhappy in her heart, saw Su Mujiu's pleasant face, and her heart was happy, "Okay!" ”
Si Cen Wei got out of the carriage with a smoke, and when he got out of the carriage on weekdays, he was a high-spirited Si Cen Wei, who was still standing by the carriage at the moment, hanging his head and waiting.
This Chang San is the father-in-law in the palace, serving by Si Cen Wei's side all the year round.
When had he ever seen such a dog-legged Eighth Prince.
His eyes were about to pop out of his sockets.
The curtain was lifted, and a figure in a dark robe appeared, thin and slender, a pair of longing eyes glowing with a shimmer, and a beautiful thin lip under the small nose.
Isn't this beautiful person the famous No. 1 beauty in Beijing, Mu Wangye!
But I haven't seen it for a long time, why is the feminine wind on this Mu Wang Ye even worse?
Such a stunning beauty, saying that she is a woman dressed as a man, he also believes it!
Just now, when Prince Mu and Prince Feng Tong beside him got into the carriage together, he didn't have time to take a closer look.
At the moment, Chang Gonggong's hand was tightly clenched into a fist.
The Eighth Prince, you are the most favored prince of the Queen's mother, and you are loved by thousands of people, don't be led astray by this Mu Wangye!
Si Cen Wei's eyes lit up suddenly, and he hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Su Mujiu, like a dog's legs, "Xiao Jiu, let's go in together." ”
Completely left the two people who were still in the carriage behind.
His Royal Highness the Prince's face was dark.
"Please." Feng Tong smiled like a spring breeze, and made a gesture of invitation to His Royal Highness the Prince.
His Royal Highness the Prince's eyes gently crossed Feng Tong's face, and what was born was the beauty of all beings upside down.
It's just a prince who was abandoned by Baixingguo, what is there to be rare.
He didn't smile, and was directly carried out of the carriage.
In the end, Feng Tong came down steadily.
And the bamboo, who was hiding in a tree at the moment, glanced at His Royal Highness the Prince, who was arrogant, and smiled in his heart.
Phew, when your big pond is tossed and turned around by the master, you don't deserve to lift shoes for the master!
"Xiao Jiu, there must be nothing beautiful about this flower today, but let's look at the beauty!! Do you know that this Jiang Zhizhong is a well-known pervert, and there are more than 90 concubines in the house, which is a few more rounds than my imperial brother's! ”
Si Cen Wei circled around Su Mujiu, her eyes were shining, and her restless eyes had begun to glance around.
In this banquet, no female dependents were arranged, all of them were men.
This Jiang Zhizhong, Sima Zhao's heart, is known to passers-by.
Thinking about it, I'm afraid that I will use those women who can't be on the stage to win people's hearts.
Men, love is nothing more than the word power.
The corners of Su Mujiu's mouth hooked and smiled disdainfully.
They were led into the garden by two maids.
This flower is full of flowers, and the carved railings are scattered.
Many powerful people have already arrived here.
And a red lacquer octagonal pavilion, surrounded by water leakage, bead curtains staggered, cool breeze.
"Xiao Jiu, what are you doing over there?" Si Cen Wei's temperament is, where there is excitement, where to make up.
Before Su Mujiu could react, Si Cen Wei started and grabbed Su Mujiu's shoulder, and the two brothers came together.
Father-in-law Chang was so anxious in his heart, this Mu Wang Ye was a well-known gentleman, and he was a thorn in the emperor's eyes, a thorn in the flesh.
Why does the Eighth Prince still have such a good relationship with him!
He also knew that Si Cen Wei's temperament was unspeakable, and the more he talked about it, he was afraid that he would have to do it against.
So he turned his attention to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who had always been wise and silent.
But he never thought that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would also follow.
Father-in-law Chang felt that this matter was more reliable than the queen's mother's confession.
Su Mujiu was pulled by Si Cen Wei on the side, and looked behind him absentmindedly, but found that there was no figure of Feng Tong around at all.
Where did he go?
Why not?
"Ah, Lord Mu, I'm sorry, the slave didn't mean it!"
Suddenly, there was an exclamation in my ears, and a woman dressed as a maid knelt on the ground with a pale face, her body like a flower swaying in the wind.
"Do you have eyes? I don't know if my Xiaojiu is the most disgusting woman in her life? "Si Cen Wei is a second ancestor, he is kind to Su Mujiu, but he is not necessarily good to others.
He kicked the maid straight up and kicked the maid to the ground.
Su Mujiu didn't stop it, on the one hand, because of her character - misogyny.
On the other hand, it was the maid who shoved a note into her palm when she hit her.
"The eighth prince forgives his sins, and Prince Mu spares his life." The maid was crying pitifully, and the big eyeballs were falling.
"Bad luck, Xiao Jiu, let's ignore her." As he spoke, Si Cen Wei took Su Mujiu and dragged her towards the octagonal pavilion.
Su Mujiu glanced back at the maid with an uncertain expression, but saw that the maid who was still very delicate just now had already had the wind under her feet and disappeared from her field of vision.
Where is this a weak and inattentive woman, she is clearly a maid who practices the family.
I don't know which way it is?
Su Mujiu lowered his eyes, and was about to unfold the note, but there was an exclamation from Si Cen Wei in his ears, "Oh my God, where did the Third Emperor Brother get the baby!" ”
Su Mujiu frowned, and saw that in the Eight Treasure Pavilion, there was a crystal clear pagoda covered with glazed brilliance, and each layer of the pagoda was carved with different patterns.
Eighteen floors.
A layer of flowers is full moon, a layer of lotus pond moonlight, and a layer of dragons and phoenixes dancing...... The last layer turned out to be a dragon swallowing the sun.
Each layer of the pattern is carved with fine craftsmanship, and even the dragon scales on the dragon's body are lifelike.
If this glazed tower is expensive, coupled with this excellent carving process, it is completely the finishing touch.
This thing is priceless!
"Yo, Xiaoba, you came just in time, your imperial brother and I got a treasure, and I plan to present it on my father's birthday in a few days." The three princes smiled elegantly and spoke in a generous tone.
Everyone knows that this seizure of the heir is carried out among His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Three Princes.
And the eighth prince and the crown prince were born to a mother, and they are like brothers.
It stands to reason that these three princes should not deal with the eighth prince at all.
However, on the occasion when the ministers gathered, they were able to call the Eighth Prince so cordially and warmly.
It can only be said that these three princes are as gentle and elegant as rumored.
Su Mujiu's eyes flashed, and his eyes crossed the body of the third prince.
Heh, this little fox is really a different person.
"Wow, third brother, you are so amazing! It's been a lot of work for this baby! Si Cen Wei is also a person who has no heart, and he circled around the glazed tower several times.
"Heh, something that doesn't fit on the table." Who knows, a disdainful voice sounded.