Chapter 212: Living in the Idle King's Mansion (5)

"I said, isn't there a lot of people in the house in the past two days?" Senior Brother Lin Xiao said with a puzzled expression, there weren't so many people two days ago, why did Xian Wang's Mansion suddenly become like a downtown area, going in and out, all kinds of faces.

"You're just finding out now?" Mo Zhe reclined on the recliner, as if he had no bones, and his face was lazy and casual.

"You're not going to find out, are you?" Lin Xiao looked at everyone in horror, wasn't he, he was so unaware?

"Let them be!" Xuanyuan Che carved the plaything in his hand, without even raising his head, with an indifferent and casual expression.

Murong Xu glanced at Xuanyuan Che, and frowned slightly: "It really doesn't matter, these people are probably not pure." ”

"I expected that there would be such a day when this king took care of the mansion, as long as they didn't go too far, this king just didn't exist." If it was too rampant, he didn't mind blood on his hands, and there were more than a few people who died at his hands anyway.

Murong Xu was suddenly startled, his heart seemed to be grabbed by a big hand, and he trembled violently, so if it wasn't for them living in the mansion, he wouldn't have repaired the mansion, and those people wouldn't have come to the door at all.

He had expected it for a long time, but it was still like this, so was it all because of them? Or can she narcissistically think that all this is because of her?

"What's wrong with Xiao Xu'er, do you suddenly feel that this king has become handsome and wants to make a promise?" Xuanyuan Che raised his eyebrows, his purple eyes and Murong Su looked at each other, and the corners of his lips hooked up a touch of playfulness.

She doesn't know that she looks stupid and easy to deceive?

Also, it's tempting!

The corners of Murong Su's mouth twitched, and the little emotion in his heart instantly retreated, he was handsome? Crickets are pretty much the same.

Except for those eyes, the whole person can't be found by the crowd at all, and the ordinary will be forgotten in the next second, of course, if you ignore the temperament around him.

For several days, there was an endless stream of people coming in and out of the idle palace, and the mansion was repaired more and more perfectly, and gradually had the style and majesty that the prince's mansion should have.

"Hello, this is the young lady of the household department Shangshu Li's family, I heard that your mansion has been busy with repairs recently, and I came to visit you to see if I can help."

A voice came from a distance, and the tea in Murong Su's mouth suddenly spurted out.

There are all kinds of strange things, a young lady enters the prince's mansion and asks if she wants to help repair the mansion?

Murong Su looked at King Xuan opposite with a funny expression: "It seems to be your admirer, but this excuse is really not good." ”

Xuanyuan Che's hand holding the chess piece froze, and his face suddenly darkened, "Except for you, this king is not rare to any woman, don't push those messy things on me." ”

"Little Wangye, this Miss Li is here to visit you." Xuanyuan Che's words fell, and the woman who claimed to be the family of Master Li of the Ministry of Household was brought over by the servant.

Xuanyuan Che's face suddenly turned cold, it seems that the rules of this palace need to be formulated well, so what kind of messy people are not allowed to enter from today onwards.

"His Royal Highness King Xuan, the little woman is Li Shanshan, the young lady of the family of Master Li, the head of the household department." After Li Shanshan finished speaking, Ying Ying bowed, wearing a tender yellow dress, wearing a golden hairpin and hosta, and a little powder cheeks, which made the whole person bright and moving.

The voice was delicate, the eyes were overflowing, the eyes were shy and hotly chasing Xuanyuan Che, and there was a gesture of wanting to say goodbye, seeing that Murong Xu was smiling, and her heart gave her eight points for courage.

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