Chapter 160 It's hard to calm the case

Since witnessing the love of Xue Qianwu, the master of Dongfang, Prince Zhao rarely comes to Ganlinyuan. It doesn't matter. Xue Qianwu is immersed in his nostalgia for his lover and doesn't pay much attention to this detail. It's good to come less. Although she is a friend, it is inconvenient to come more. Even if she is open-minded, there are always people who have nothing to do and are afraid that the world will be peaceful.

It is also inconvenient for the Oriental Master to come too often. It is common to come every three or five days. Every time I come, I only say that I have a bad life with Prince Zhao, and others don't have any doubts. The two of them have always been friends for a long time, not for these two days. Occasionally, they have to work more diligently. What's wrong with them?

When Xue Qianwu was waiting for Dongfang to meet, his heart was calm and quiet, and sometimes he was jubilant and excited. It seems that her whole body is a lily blooming in the morning, and the matching of the other half can make it more brilliant.

Prince Zhao's secret care is also from time to time, such as worrying that Xue Qianwu will be tired of things by himself, and he did not raise her as a servant in his heart, so he quietly called her two maids.

The huge prince's mansion has a lot of affairs, and it is not easy for Liu Cai to investigate everywhere. What's more, the prince's heart became more and more confused. He had married more than ten newcomers in a few months, saying that he wanted to open branches and leaves for the royal family. Liu Cai is depressed, but there is nothing to say. Who has let himself go through the door for so long, and there is no movement in his belly.

If there are more women, even if they are kind to each other, they will also give birth to many branches, not to mention that harmony is only superficial. Prince Zhao doesn't like the regular women in his boudoir, so several rooms are not so friendly enough for Liu Caiping to deal with. He is anxious, laborious day and night, and has no time to pay attention to the haunted haunted courtyard that has been abandoned all year round.

Originally, I was afraid that Xue Qianwu would be bored, and the two maids were lively and moving people. His hands and feet are sharp, and he talks like a yellow warbler bird, and he is gentle and fluent. With their dyeing, Xue Qianwu's face gradually became a little festive, and sometimes he played and joked with them.

The topic of maidservants in the palace gate is nothing more than the master. They always frowned, saying who has added to Prince Zhao recently, which one he loves the most, the means between the crown princess Liu Caixian and the concubines, etc.

At the beginning, Xue Qianwu always scolded them and did not allow him to talk about the master behind his back. He carefully separated the wall with ears, and he was listened to and couldn't finish eating. The maid Rugu and Si Luan probably also knew that Xue Qianwu was not so harsh. She always pouted and acted coquettishly, but still as usual.

After listening to it, Xue Qianwu couldn't help but be curious: "I heard that the princess looks beautiful and treats people very steadily and warmly. How can she keep the prince's heart?"

Si Luan's eyebrows said dewdly, "Men, you look like an infatuated bastard like Master Dongfang! Most of them are turbid, all the same. Looking at the pot in the bowl, there will never be a moment of contentment! Besides, he is the prince. How can he succeed to the throne without children in the future? I'm afraid that the comments of the ministers are enough to make the prince sad!"

Xue Qianwu was speechless and smiled bitterly. Is it just Liu's childless?

Not to mention that Prince Zhao doesn't seem to be very interested in his wife. He guessed that he only fished for ten days and dried the net for nine days, which greatly reduced the possibility of pregnancy. What's more, even if there is no child, who knows what the reason is? There have always been future kings, worried about the shift of power and the hands of foreign relatives, instead of letting the main palace conceive. During the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Empress Chen, who hid in the golden house, was an example. Everyone said that Ajiao has no son, but they don't know how many bitter grievances may be behind the childless! However, born in the emperor's house, the woman will drown in the inner courtyard of the silent harem with this heavy and resentment.

Although the crown princess Liu is childless, it cannot be used as an excuse for men's promiscuity. If you don't like it, why do you marry? Now that you have married, why live up? Liu's indulgence is not his favorite, but is it rare for a couple to cultivate strong feelings after marriage?

As a prince, he can have countless reasons to marry a new man and abandon his deceased. But after all, there was no woman who made him stop the idea of having a concubine. Isn't what you met what you want? Then why do you want to marry? If you marry because you like and want to, why are you greedy?

This is a cold man. Xue Qianwu smiled sadly and lamented in the bottom of his heart.

All women have the same poor fate, but they still can't unite and cherish each other. How many women's Shaohua are in the calculation?

I think it's better for Dongfang Ye. He doesn't easily live up to his heart and just stops for a flower. The prosperity of the world no longer comes into his eyes. He only wants to hold his son's hand and quietly watch the afterglow quietly under the sunset.

When the corners of her lips were raised, she heard the second maid whisper, "The new Mrs. Li Yueshang, I don't know what wrong she made. She was punished by the crown princess to kneel for two hours. Her knees were swollen, and she fainted!"

Xue Qianwu asked in shock, "Don't you know the prince? Where is Li Yueshang from?

"Speaking of Li Yueshang..." Ru Gu smiled and said, "She is the first beauty in the Cuixi Building in the capital. She is good at piano, chess, poetry and painting, and her natural appearance is better than snow. How many men's souls are fascinated! It is said that she doesn't sell her skills, and every month's lottery can fill the big room where she lives!"

Hearing the three words of Cuixi Building, Xue Qianwu's eyebrows moved, and his voice was a little strangely hoarse. He asked, "What is the relationship between this Cuixi Building and Yiyuan? I heard that the largest brothel in the capital is also known as the Yiyuan Garden with thousands of flowers?

Si Luan pulled over Xue Qianwu and whispered, "You have to say this in private!" Cuixi Building is only one of the first floor of Yiyuan headquarters, but it is the most outstanding place for beautiful women. Then Li Yueshang is the number one in Cuixi Building!"

Thinking of all kinds of secret connections between Nangong Zhili and Yiyuan, Xue Qianwu asked, "Is the old man willing to let people go?"

In fact, what Xue Qianwu wants to ask is that Nangong Zhili is not a good stubble, and he is so sinister and smart. If he doesn't want to let people go, he always has a plan to make the prince die.

It's been so long without his news, isn't it dead? Otherwise, the most beautiful money tree under the door was dug away, and he was not in a hurry and didn't even show his face?

Si Luan Rugu didn't know Xue Qianwu's heart and thought it was wrong. They sneered and said, "No matter whether she is from Cuixi Building or Hongtang Hall, if the prince likes it, can she still run away? No matter how money she is, there is no shortage of money in the palace!"

Xue Qianwu paused and said nothing more. Before long, I heard someone asking out of tune, "What is it that doesn't redeem?"

Xue Qianwu looked up and saw Prince Zhao Qian holding a wine pot and coming over drunk. Her expression couldn't help but feel aween, and the interface replied, "We are playing games. Who is going to redeem the winner!"

"Oh..." Prince Zhao dragged his tone and looked at Xue Qianwu drunkenly and said, "Why do you want to redeem yourself for the winner? Can he redeem it? Only the winner has the ability to redeem some people!"

Rugu Silan was so scared that he lay on the ground and kowtowed like garlic.

Xue Qianwu waved his hand and motioned them to go down. If you are so careless and help with lies, it will be a big trouble. Isn't it fun to talk about the prince's family affairs?

When they went out, Xue Qianwu smiled and said, "It's just a game. Why should the prince be serious?"

Zhao Qian shook his head vigorously, as if to drive away endless troubles: "The game should also be more serious..." Speaking of this, his breath of wine sprayed at Xue Qianwu: "For example, feelings... Do you think so?"

Xue Qianwu avoided his body and did not understand what Prince Zhao meant. He said in a certain affirmative tone: "When the emotional game is more serious, it shows that the prince has moved his heart. It's so good that it's time to celebrate that woman.

Zhao Qian didn't want to say much and stretched out his hand to pull Xue Qianwu's sleeve: "Drink with me for a while, okay?"

Xue Qianwu wanted to refuse and thought that he was just worried about a group of women. How could he really let her drink? You might as well sit and chat with him, which can also be regarded as a reward for his confidant and his long-term care for himself.

The two sat at a large table, one by one. Zhao Qian held the pot in his hand and chattered endlessly, "If you can have a beautiful woman to accompany you, drink more!" But it's more enjoyable!"

Xue Qianwu looked at the wine flowing all over the table. The whole room was filled with the smell of decadent wine. He couldn't help frowning, holding the pot belly hard, and advised Zhao Qian, "It's better to drink less, so that the imperial concubine won't worry again!"

"What should she do? I drink my own wine!" Prince Zhao may have been confused. He circled the handle of the pot and pressed it on Xue Qianwu's fingertips.

Xue Qianwu felt a little inappropriate and hurriedly let go, but Prince Zhao's powerful fingers added some strength. She couldn't escape for a moment.

One is awake and the other is drunk, and the other has been deadlocked for a long time. Xue Qianwu always feels strange. If he is bumped into someone, what if the two are innocent? This scene is always ambiguous and overly intimate.

He was anxious and had a hair on his face. He blamed the prince for not being self-respecting. At the same time, he stretched out his other hand, grabbed the neck of the pot, and pulled the wine pot from the middle up fiercely.

The two hands, with nothing to rely on, finally fell on the table together. However, Zhao Qian's hand was still pressed on the back of Xue Qianwu's hand. She pulled her hand faintly, and her voice was as faint as an expression: "The prince is drunk. Go back to the front yard to wake up the bar."

Zhao Qian unfolded his palm and looked at the empty palm. After a cup of tea, his expression surged with a kind of loss. He stood up, leaned against the door, looked at Xue Qianwu, and said cynically, "I won't leave... I won't go back!" Let them go and make a fuss!"

Xue Qianwu's heart tightened. How could this happen?

So he summoned Rugu and Silan to help Zhao move back to the front yard, and told him not to mention that the prince had come to the ghost court. The prince was supported and shouted, "Let go of your hands!" I'm upset to see their jealous women!"