Chapter 57 Princess Guning

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"My father really called me back just to scold me!!! When I came back every day, I heard them quarreling without listening. It's so annoying!!!" Yun Fan put his hand on the edge of the table and complained impatiently. His follower, Furong, bowed his head behind and did not dare to squeak.

"Furong, you said that the old man didn't laugh fifty steps. He had a lot of romantic affairs when he was young. I just did the right thing, and he did this to me like this?" Yun Fan turned his head and looked directly at Fu Rong.

How dare a subordinate say what's wrong with his master? However, Yunfan, a difficult little master, obviously wants to admit it by himself. Now he can't say yes or no. When Furong is in danger, his face is almost twisted together, and his head is sweaty or he doesn't know how to answer.

"Forget it, with you slaves... I know that you dare not say anything. If there is anything about Zhou Xiaoqing, your Highness will directly explain it. Look at you, a man is really afraid..." Yun Fan was so angry that he brushed his hand and sat down.

"Your Highness, don't be angry. It's really useless. Don't be angry." Furong came over knowingly and poured a cup of tea for Yun Fan. "I heard from my wife's little girl that she is planning to marry Zhou Xiaoqing and treat you as a side room!"

"Puff--" Yun Fan spit out all the tea he drank, "What? Is that girl telling the truth? I'm still playing with her!"

"That's why the master is angry. Your Highness, what do you think? Is it like marrying Miss Zhou Xiaoqing through the door?" Furong's face smiled obscenely. Sure enough, when it comes to gossip, everyone can't stand the excitement. What's more, as long as his Highness meets Zhou Xiaoqing, he will be helpless. Maybe after marrying him, these male servants can have a good life, because Yun Fan has always favored women over men and is very strong. Sexism.

"Well..." Yun Fan prolonged his tone, but turned his head and saw the face of the good boy Furong, so he stopped talking. "When will it be your turn to ask about Your Highness?" In fact, I have had an idea in my heart for a long time. My feelings for Zhou Xiaoqing are different from those of women in the past. I always feel that if I think about it elsewhere, I will desphem her. He can tell Zhou Xiaoqing something that he won't tell others. Although Zhou Xiaoqing's opinions are sometimes very nonsensical, every sentence is very constructive. It's very happy to be with Zhou Xiaoqing. He, a veteran in love, doesn't know whether to attribute this relationship to men and women.

"I just care about Your Highness." Furong sold his good and flattered him.

"Well, you just need to be smarter in the future. Let your master save money."

"Your Highness's lesson is."

At this moment, it is another scene in Mu Jie's house. The servants in the house are very energetic today, because their witch princess Gu Ning is going to return with his wife today!

A gorgeous eight-person sedan chair stopped in front of a magnificent house, and a well-dressed girl came from it, also 16 or 17 years old. Her originally beautiful face seemed to have a different flavor because of her free personality.

Her dress is different from the gentleness of ordinary girls, elegant and gentle, a little similar to the cool dress of modern girls. Out of the sedan chair, she couldn't wait for the servants to open the curtain of the sedan chair for her. She rushed out like a small beast, holding a nine-section whip in her hand.

"Brother - I'm back!"

A maid and a courtyard guard trotted all the way behind, "Princess, you run slowly..."

However, Princess Guning has never listened to anything. She has always been based on her likes and dislikes. Of course, she will not listen.

"Brother--" Princess Guning trotted all the way from the outside and rushed to the place where Mu Jie usually discussed important matters with officials in the court before she could change her clothes.

It happened that their father, the third prince, was also there. The third prince stroked his beard and said with a smile, "You girl, why don't you pay attention to your father and pass directly to your eldest brother without asking me."

Gu Ning threw the whip aside, and the servants next to him quickly packed up. Standing aside, Gu Ning stepped forward and hugged Mu Jie's arm and said, "Father, who asked you to go so far away? There is nothing interesting in the mountain. It's better for my brother. If he hadn't told you, maybe I would have stayed. Where is it?"

"Well, don't complain. At this time, I will send you to pray for my court, which will be beneficial and harmless for your eldest brother to inherit the unification in the future." The third prince continued to say with a smile.

"Father, don't say this. It's hard for me to come back, can't you make me happy for a few more days?" Princess Guning pouted her little mouth, pulled Mu Jie's sleeves, and said coquettishly to her father.

"You are happy to come back. I don't know if there will be a clean day in this house. You can see..."

"Brother, don't listen to your father's nagging here. Let me go out. I have a lot to say to you." Princess Guning took Mu Jie, took nine whips from her subordinates, and went out. Mu Jie smiled and said nothing, allowing her to fool around. The third prince had no choice but to shake his head and give birth to such a delicate girl. That's all.

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"Gu Ning, you pulled me out in such a hurry, didn't you really have anything to tell me?" A rare trace of warmth on Mu Jie's face was all displayed on his own sister. Looking at this lively and noisy sister, she was spoiled to her, so he developed Gu Ning's character.

"Just tell me what good things have you done in my absence?" Gu Ning didn't want to stick to his brother like that just now, but now he has a feeling of guilt.

"What?" Mu Jie stood there with his hands on his hands, not knowing what Gu Ning was going to say.

"Don't pretend. What did you do last time Sister Lin's birthday? You robbed Sister Lin, so don't embarras Min Wen." Guning said angrily.

"What? It hurts. Before I get married, I forget my brother. It seems that I love you for nothing. Mu Jie looked at Gu Ning jokingly.

Gu Ning turned his back. A red glow flew out of his face, "What are you talking about? What's the matter with marriage..."

Mu Jie didn't intend to mention this matter. "Then how can you defend him so much? Besides, don't let him give up on Lin Danyi. How can you have a chance to get close to him?"

"Well, I don't need to say that I know it myself. Anyway, I don't want you to do that to Min Wen. Don't you think it's too cruel to him?"

"I don't know if he is cruel or not. If he can marry you and don't compete with me for the storage position, it's easy to say. If he is unwilling, I won't be polite." Mu Jie no longer joked, but said coldly, which made Princess Guning, who was still petty just now, silent. Although the eldest brother loved her very much, as long as it involved those disputes over storage positions, Mu Jie would do everything.

"Then can I go to Jingwang Mansion? I haven't seen Min Wen for many days." Guning asked carefully, afraid that his brother would be afraid.

Unexpectedly, Mu Jie smiled, as if it was not him who spoke viciously just now. "Ok, who is the main person in Guning County to visit and who can stop him? Why don't you go with me this time?"

Gu Ning lowered his head and frowned. What did her fickle brother want to do? He hadn't been to Jingwang Mansion in person for many years. This time, he said he would go with himself. What medicine did he buy in the gourd?

"Go and prepare some gifts." After saying that, Mu Jie turned around and left.

A young man in a brocade robe came out of the sedan chair, and suddenly there was a frozen atmosphere in the air. It was this naturally rich hegemony that made the people present shudder and dare not make any mistakes. Even if he seemed to smile peacefully, he did not dare to let people relax for a moment. This expression and manner emanated The teenager with the breath of the emperor is His Royal Highness Mu Jie, who is famous in Beijing.

was followed by a woman who was also arrogant between her eyebrows, but the feeling of natural nobleness and sacredness made her different from ordinary lady.

Mu Jie stopped in front of Jingwang's mansion for a moment and looked up at the plaque for a moment. No one knew what he was thinking? The little man who went in to inform came out respectfully and welcomed Mu Jie and Princess Gu Ning in, and the gate of Jingwang Mansion also returned to its former calm in an instant.

"Mu Jie, since you are coming, you should inform us in advance, otherwise you won't have time to prepare. Gu Ning, are you back?" Min Wen stood up and met Mu Jie and Gu Ning in an elegant living room in the hall. When she spoke, her eyes stopped on Gu Ning, and Gu Ning even lowered his head with a little embarrassment, which was not very similar to her usual style.

Mu Jie smiled and said, "Last time in Lin's mansion, I was a little drunk and did some rude things. I hope you don't care about Minwen. Today, Gu Ning came back and just came to have a look."

"Well, let's stay for dinner today." Min Wen smiled politely and asked them to sit down. When Mu Jie was on the lower left, he looked around as if he were looking for someone. Without saying a word, he sat down quietly. Min Wen couldn't say anything, but thought suspiciously, and finally stopped paying attention to it.

Where did our protagonist Zhou Xiaoqing go? It seems that Min Wen's work efficiency is not high, and she hasn't made it clear to the old lady, so Zhou Xiaoqing is still receiving "concubine induction training"!

Zhou Xiaoqing picked up the door of the stove and kept blowing into the vent. Inadvertently, a thick smoke inside gushed out, fascinated Zhou Xiaoqing's eyes and almost brought her tears out. Picking up the fan next to her, Zhou Xiaoqing directly fanned herself, "It's really sick. Isn't it just to be a wife? Is it necessary to know everything? What a psychopathic old woman!" After scolding, Zhou Xiaoqing still felt unresolved and had nowhere to get angry. Poor Aunt Sun hit the muzzle of the gun.