Seize My Boyfriend - B2 (11)
Beautiful, so beautiful!
The two people brought in by the envoys, a man and a woman, were dressed in unique Southern Chu costumes, which were weird but not detrimental to their beauty.
Especially the third young master, who was indeed Yan Se whom he had never seen before.
Beautiful, extremely beautiful, cold and refined, that face looks like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the temples are cut like a knife, a pair of peach blossom eyes are condensed with spring water, a tall nose, and thin lips are slightly pursed.
This kind of beauty seems to be found only in the sky.
The other woman must be the Seventh Princess, but this Seventh Princess is a bit inferior. She is cute and cute, with a pair of almond eyes that are lively and interesting, and she looks around left and right as if she is very curious. She has a lovely smile on her red lips, innocent and innocent.
At this moment, everyone looked at His Majesty who was sitting above him. If it was the Third Young Master, it would really be Concubine Dai Wuhui of the Sixth Palace.
“See His Majesty the Emperor.”
There was a man and a woman at the bottom, Qi Guanyan took a rough glance and nodded, “Straight.” He could
see clearly when he got closer to Wufen, and he was indeed amazed by the third son.
This time I was really taken aback, how could the Seventh Princess look seventy percent like that little dark guard!
Gao Wufen took a peek at His Majesty, and sure enough, His Majesty also noticed it. His eyes were fixed on that lovely woman, and he quickly lowered his head.
“I know the sincerity of King Nanchu.” Qi Guanyan nodded, and the crown on his head moved because of this movement.
Southern Chu is a small country, and it is located in a remote area. It is easy to fight but difficult to govern. Regardless of the local customs and customs, it is beyond reach and across the Congjiang River.
It only cost one penny to conquer Southern Chu, but three cents to support them. This is not a good deal. Let them be called a country, self-sufficient, and pay tribute, so the court does not need to spend too much effort.
Because of this, Qi Guanyan accepted the letter of surrender and accepted the two protons.
“High five points, let’s arrange the two of you to stay here.” Qi Guanyan glanced sharply at the seven princesses, and stood up, “Retire.” The harem is full of empty spaces
and idle women, and these two protons didn’t cause any disturbance.
The Seventh Princess was still full of curiosity about her surroundings. She walked on the palace street and looked around, as if she was very interested in the surroundings. Anyone who saw it would praise her: “Jiaohan girl.”
But the third young master had a different appearance, with his peach blossom eyes slightly closed, his head looked down at the road expressionlessly, he was not interested in everything around him, and he was as indifferent and alienated as his temperament.
The people were arranged in the “Qinghua Palace” in the northwest corner of the palace. In addition to the one brought by these two, many people were arranged to serve.
After all, he is here to be a proton, not to go to jail, and who knows if he will climb into the dragon bed in the future.
Seeing off the people who took the belt away, the seventh princess was very satisfied with the layout of the hall. Seeing that the pestle was like a wooden person, she said, “I’m staying in the main hall, you can live in the side hall.
”
“Don’t think it’s good enough to have this skin, just now the emperor of Yunguo spent more time watching me than you.” The seventh princess raised her chin slightly in disbelief.
The third young master had no intention of doing this at all, and walked away after hearing this sentence.
“It’s really beautiful here.” The Seventh Princess sighed, this Yun Kingdom is really a big country, any palace is more beautiful than the residence of the father.
Greedy for this porcelain white vase, and that exquisite huanghuali table, suddenly thought: “Isn’t that favorite concubine better?” “The
seventh princess is so annoying, son, you…” The waiters couldn’t stand it anymore, she was the one who bullied you all the way.
The third young master finally spoke the first sentence when he entered the harem: “They are all objects, what’s so annoying about it?”
The king’s father was defeated and needed a proton, and his skin was just in use, but is there any difference between placing an item in this room and that room?
His biological mother is just a dancer, so even himself is useless.
Mo Zhiyang thinks that this big golden retriever is not bad sometimes, at least when it comes to eating, he keeps his word. The sauerkraut fish made by the Imperial Dining Room is really delicious.
“Why do you like to eat these strong flavored things?” Qi Guanyan was very surprised, this child prefers sour and spicy food, is this a sour and spicy girl? Thinking about it, he couldn’t help but move his eyes down.
Mo Zhiyang swallowed what was in his mouth, and then raised his head and replied: “It’s delicious.”
Afraid that his food would be too spicy and his stomach would feel uncomfortable, Qi Guanyan asked someone to prepare rock sugar pears for him to moisten his throat: “Qiuzao, drink more sugar water.” Mo Zhiyang obediently drank the bowl of sugar water, licking his lips unsatisfied
.
Unexpectedly, Qi Guanyan took advantage of this opportunity, leaned over and bit the tip of his tongue, tasted the remaining sweetness, and after he let go, he hugged him from the chair and sat in his arms: “It’s nineteen, but it’s so light.” In order to learn lightness kung fu when he was young, his master made Mo Zhiyang take a medicinal bath every seven days, in order to be as light as a swallow, so his height stopped at 171 when he was eighteen years old
.
The original owner and the original owner’s master, the only thing they have done in this life is to protect the emperor.
“I need to practice, so be gentle.” Mo Zhiyang was hugged by him, and he sat astride his lap, and looked down to see that his hands were actually pressing on his stomach.
Could it be that the big golden retriever dislikes me for eating too much and wants to spit me out? After eating it all, you still tell me to spit it out?
What Qi Guanyan thought was, if she was really sour, would Yang Yang give birth to a baby? The man will be established as the prince, and the woman will be pampered and become a treasure.
But what if Yang Yang gave birth to a child and ignored him?
Thinking about this, I feel that it is not good to have a child, it is good to pamper Yang Yang alone, where there is no heart to share with others, the chin rests on his shoulder, with his earlobe in his mouth, and rubs: “Don’t have a child.” Have a child
?
What does this stupid big golden retriever think? He is going to have a baby? He also has to be able to give birth, hahaha, laugh out loud!
The brain circuits of the two people are completely different.
In the afternoon, Qi Guanyan was reviewing the memorial and was accompanied by others. Seeing that he was bored, he asked, “Can Yang Yang read?” ”
No, Master didn’t teach him.” In fact, Mo Zhiyang knew him, but he was not allowed to do so. It’s like hugging the warm and warm sun that only belongs to you. Xu Shi ate a lot of spicy food at night, and when he was sleeping in the middle of the night, Qi Guanyan heard the person in his arms cough twice, and immediately opened his eyes. Looking at him by the candlelight left in the hall, I heard a slight cough again, shook my head, tucked up the quilt in distress, and secretly resolved not to give him these things tomorrow. So at noon on the second day, looking at Mo Zhiyang who had clear soup and little water, he ate a bowl whole, then ignored Qi Guanyan, and went out of the house by himself to the courtyard wall.
The system felt that something was wrong, and asked: “Are you losing your temper with him?”
“No, I’m using this to test his tolerance for me.” Mo Zhiyang stood in the distance, watching a paper kite flying in the imperial garden, and stood on tiptoe, not knowing who would dare to fly a kite in the palace.
Looking at the empty bowls and chairs, Qi Guanyan was not in the mood to eat, and threw his chopsticks: “Remove.” “Your Majesty.” Gao Wufen saw the emperor had only eaten a few mouthfuls, stepped forward
tremblingly, and knelt down on the ground: “Then Mo Anwei is a child with a temper, Your Majesty, don’t lose yourself because of it.” Snacks.” Yang Yang can eat four bowls of rice on weekdays, but now he eats less than half a bowl, he’s afraid he’ll be hungry
later
.
“Here.” Gao Wufen got up, and ordered people to come and remove the things.
Mo Zhiyang didn’t care about the big golden retriever, so he went in the direction of the kite, wanting to see who was so presumptuous in the palace, anyway, the women in the harem wouldn’t dare.
As a result, I had just arrived at the open space in front of the peach grove in the Royal Garden, and was about to see who it was, when the kite collapsed, the thread was broken, and it floated along with the wind, heading south.
“Why did it break?” The Seventh Princess stepped on her feet and saw the kite disappearing from sight along the wind, stomped her feet angrily, turned her head and instructed the third son who was sitting on the stone bench: “You, go and get the kite back for me.” That look didn’t seem like she was treating her elder brother higher than the slave
.
The third young master stood up blankly, like a puppet, and walked in the direction that the kite flew away.
Seeing him like this, the seventh princess spat in distaste: “Like a log, who would like wood? Huh!” The kite
flew not far away, and when the third son arrived at a pool, he saw the kite hanging on a clump of phoenix bamboo from a distance, and walked around the lotus pond.
The phoenix-tailed bamboo sticks to the palace wall very well, and the paper kite is also hung very high. This is a difficult situation. If the tree can still climb up, but this pillar is soft, and I am afraid it will have to be shaken down.
At this moment, a black shadow jumped down from the courtyard wall, and easily pulled down the paper kite hanging from the bamboo, and lightly landed on the ground, standing in front of him.
“Is it your paper kite?”
The young man in front of him had fair skin, a delicate and lovely appearance, a hearty smile on his brows, simple eyes that were a bit unworldly, and he smiled brightly at himself, holding a paper kite in his hand.
“Yes.” The third son took the kite and watched helplessly as he leaped onto the wall, and before he could say anything, he disappeared.
The system is a little strange: “Why did you help him?”
