"If you want to be beautiful, I won't marry you!" Zhu Xuanrao heard him say this, and was in no mood to pretend with him anymore.

Wan Changzuo didn't mind her attitude, walked to the carriage, and raised his hand to pull her: "You and my cousins have grown up together since childhood, isn't it good to kiss each other like this?" ”

"What's good!" Zhu Xuanrao opened him and said disgustedly, "You don't take a mirror to look at your own virtues!" There is no ink on the chest, no learning and no skills, every day I only know how to swagger around, commanding, and I feel annoyed when I see you! ”

If she were to face such a person every day, she would rather cut off her hair and go to the nunnery to be a sister-in-law.

"Don't like me?" Wan Changzuo could hear the taste of the words, and his chin raised arrogantly, "Do you think I really want to marry you?" Let me tell you the truth, the person I really like is Cousin Xuanyu, she is the daughter of Zheng Guifei, who is now receiving the holy favor, the sister of the blessed king Zhu Changxun, and the dignified Princess Shouning, I don't know how many times more noble than you, the little county lord! ”

"Really? I advise you to die of this heart, so that Sister Yu will not marry you! Zhu Xuanrao looked disdainful.

After a pause, he said: "I just heard a few days ago that Sister Yu chose a horse and picked the son of the Ran family, and after Brother Chang Xun got married, they would get married. ”

"You talk nonsense!" Wan Changzuo was a little incredulous.

"Do I have nonsense, you will know when you enter the palace tomorrow and see the imperial grandmother." Zhu Xuanrao smiled proudly, lowered the car curtain, and said loudly, "Let's go——! ”

"Yes." The coachman respectfully agreed, slowly drove the carriage, bypassed Wan Changzuo, who was standing beside the car, and continued to move forward.

"If you offend him like this, aren't you afraid that he will retaliate against you?" Although Jiang Shu sat in the car and did not move, he had already recognized that the person who stopped the car was the owner of the carriage that almost hit him outside Chongwen Gate yesterday.

"He doesn't dare!" Zhu Xuanrao's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, "Dare to take revenge on me, my father can't spare him!" ”

"Oh." Jiang Shu replied and stopped talking.

The person in front of him doesn't seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp, it seems that if he can win it over, he will be wooed, and if he can't be wooed, he will hide away, and he must not be offended.

The carriage turned a corner in the drum tower, and not long after walking forward, Zhu Xuanrao's so-called place and the others arrived.

The coachman stopped the car and asked her to go down with the maid Gui'er, and then continued to drive.

At this time, there were only two people left in the carriage, Jiang Shu and Ping Qian.

"If you have anything to say, just say it." Jiang Shu looked at her as if she wanted to speak and stopped, and couldn't help but be a little funny.

Ping Qian thought about it and said: "Miss, the slave maid thinks that the lord of Xuanrao has a simple temperament, dares to love and hate, has no scheming, and is a person who can be befriended." But the young lady, although she seemed quiet and indifferent, had no desires or desires, but the slave always felt that she had some purpose in approaching the young lady. ”

"What purpose can she have," Jiang Shu smiled disappreciatively, "Her grandfather has just passed away, so don't be suspicious of others." ”

"But ......"

Ping Qian was about to say something more, but the carriage suddenly slowed down.

"What's going on?" Jiang Shu leaned forward, lifted the curtain and asked.

The coachman raised his hand and pointed forward: "There is a stage in front, there are many people, and it is difficult to walk." ”

At this time, accompanied by the sound of silk and bamboo, there was a sad and desolate singing: "It turns out that the purple and red are blooming all over, and they are all paid to the broken wells like this, and the beautiful scenery of the good day is the day, and the courtyard of the house is ......."

Ping Qian said in surprise: "Isn't this Mr. Tang's "Soul Resurrection"? ”