Chapter Forty-Five: The Humble Palace
"Just say this to the princess, the old man will definitely go to the beauty building to drink tea!"
The old butler now promised with his mouth, patting his chest and assuring.
Mohuan accompanied the old housekeeper out of the garden area, and the more he looked at it, the more dissatisfied he became, how could it be so different from the garden outside.
The paint on the pillar is gone, the bricks on the ground are uneven, and the door of this house is half old and new, and it is as ugly as it looks.
"Uncle Sun, where is this?"
Mohuan seriously suspected that she had either gone to the wrong door, or that she was dreaming now!
"This is the palace! Princess, what's wrong with you?"
The old housekeeper replied with a smile, he had expected the princess's expression, but there was no way! This is the real palace.
"It's nothing, I just want to know why there is such a big difference between the front and back in this house, one heaven and one earth!"
"Look at the perfect garden in front of you, and look at this ruined place! It is even more terrifying than the tragic scene after the locust crosses! Does this have the grandeur of a royal palace? Shabby to the core! “
In the face of the resentment and complaints of his future princess, the old housekeeper gave full play to his natural skills and explained to his heart's content, which just fulfilled his unfinished secret affairs of the palace.
"Princess, you are wrong, don't underestimate the current palace, you must know that it has been brilliant, dazzling, and dominant."
"Look at this painted pillar, it used to be covered with a thick layer of gold dust, this broken brick is not simple, almost every brick was inlaid with a gem, and then look at this half of the old door, in the front of that is highly respected, its workmanship is incomparably exquisite! I don't know how many court nobles are eager to get such a door! “
The old butler's impassioned explanation of the great cause is really admirable, but why is it like this now? Mohuan wanted to know why.
"What about the gold paint on the pillars?"
"Scraped!"
"Where are the jewels on the bricks?"
"Someone warped!"
"The other half of this door?"
"Someone stole it!"
Mo Huan's mouthful of old blood was almost spit out in anger, the old housekeeper's answer really made her not know what to say, there was only one thought in her mind at present, she should be the most shabby princess ever! Suddenly, she clapped her hands, if this Yanwang Mansion is really so dilapidated, then the gold and silver mountains that Yantian said are all nothing, this is not the point, the key is her house deed, the gold and silver treasure is not in danger!!
Thinking of this, she was not calm, she had to see her family property immediately.
"Uncle Sun, where are my boxes of possessions now? I'm kind of missing them! “
The old housekeeper's face changed, "What the princess said, the people of our Yan Palace's mansion are poor, how can they covet the princess's dowry!" “
Mohuan had a smile on his face, "Oh, really? Of course I believe your words, old butler, but I'm afraid that the person in charge of our house is not right-minded! “
In this regard, the old housekeeper blushed, isn't it the prince who is in charge of his own house!
"It's getting late, I'm going to see how dinner is ready! Please wait a moment. “
The old housekeeper was sloppy, and directly found an excuse to escape, and when it comes to money, it is better to leave it to his own prince to solve it himself!
But before leaving, he still kindly reminded, "Princess, those precious property of yours are not in the treasury. “
Looking at the back of the old housekeeper who had escaped, Mo Huan stomped her feet angrily, her babies were gone.
"Babies, it's useless for your mother, let you sheep into the tiger's mouth, woo woo~"
Looking at the young lady in front of her, Mother Zhu and Lian'er were also speechless, this is not a dead child! But after all, she is her own lady, no matter how much she says, she can't lose her face!
"Cheer up, Miss! You can't cry because of this blow, you have to be a strange woman among women. “
Zhu's mother and Lian'er also turned into drama spirits and accompanied their young lady to perform.
"Sure enough, Mother Zhu and Lian'er are the best, rest assured, I will definitely live up to your expectations, I want to become the richest princess in history, with a harem of 3,000 and admired by thousands of people."
Mo Huan wiped her tears and regained her vitality, she was an idealistic young girl, since her treasures' lives were in danger, she would definitely protect them and steal them back. The old housekeeper said just now that he was not in the warehouse, so where would it be?
While thinking, she pulled Mother Zhu and Lian'er into the crumbling gate, feeling a gust of wind blowing, this door will definitely be broken, looking at the poor and sour inside the Yanwang Mansion, this wing room will definitely not be much better!
In fact, as she thought, the interior of this wing room was slightly more advanced than her small firewood room in Mo's house, there was a simple bed, the bedding on the bed was washed and yellowed, there was a table, how did one leg of the table look a little lame, there was a dresser, there was a comb on the table with paint off, oh, and two chairs, the legs of the chair didn't seem to be lame, but why wasn't the back of the chair straight, could it be deliberately bent?
"This place is too, too shabby!"
Even Zhu's mother, who has always been old, couldn't help but complain, this is the famous Yanwang Mansion, how does this look usually entertain visitors, and it is no wonder that the princes and nobles who have visited the Yanwang Mansion keep silent about it, if the situation of the Yanwang Mansion is to be spread, don't you become a laughing stock in the streets and alleys, and greatly damage the face of the royal family.
Lian'er also nodded in response, "Yes, King Yan's Mansion is a bit too low-key and subtle, Miss will be Princess Yan in a few days, but she lives in such a shabby life, what can I do?"
In the face of Zhu's mother and Lian'er's pouring bitter water, Mohuan is a lot calmer at the moment, the reality is already like this, and she has no way, now the urgent thing in front of her is to find her baby property, and then take it back and declare the ownership.
The most dangerous place is often the safest place, where is the safest place in this Yan Wangfu, of course it is that place, thinking of this, Mo Huan squinted, it's time to make a plan to seize the treasure, and when the moon is dark and the wind is high tonight, it will be the day when she and the babies will see each other again.
With a flick of her skirt, Mo Huan sat on the bent back chair with a big grin, "Mother Zhu, Lian'er, let's come to business-"
With a "poof", the bent back chair was successfully killed, and the leg of the chair just didn't seem to be lame.
"Ouch, my ass, well, it hurts!"
Lian'er hurriedly pulled up Mohuan, who was wailing on the wreckage of the chair, "Miss, is your ass okay?" “
After speaking, Lian'er touched her young lady's beautiful buttocks a little for the purpose of concern.
"Hmm~, don't touch it."
Mohuan's big eyes are really tearful this time, this feels too sour, her ass seems to have really broken into eight petals!
"Miss, quickly take off your pants and go to bed, and let the slave family show you."
Zhu's mother looked worried, for fear that her young lady's buttocks would be broken.
"Don't don't, I'm fine, I'm fine, what is this pain." Mohuan refused, she was so big, and she showed people her ass, which was embarrassing.
(At the end of this chapter, Xiaosheng has opened a new one, and continues to write.) )