Chapter 13 How can this emperor be born...

And the people of the Eastern family also looked a little relaxed because of the prince's words, and they nodded one after another because of his pretentious words, expressing their appreciation for him. And Dongfang Xigui saw that his son was also there, and his eyes were full of pride. It was a greeting to him, and Dongfang Tuo also nodded to greet him.

Some girls directly blushed and twisted their heads and dared not face the gentle and beautiful three people. They were afraid that they couldn't help fainting directly. Of course, they also included Dongfang Li and Dongfang Yue, but compared with others, they were still relatively calm.

"Prince, please move to Jixian Pavilion to rest to relieve Zhou Che's fatigue. Let's officially watch the game tomorrow." Dongfang Xigui turned sideways and asked, "Three prince, sixth prince, please." Nodded to them to move to Jixian Pavilion.

"Hmm." The third prince nodded and answered, and the sixth emperor nodded slightly to show that it was okay.

"Lord Dongfang, let your family also go to rest. I'm tired all the way." The prince put one hand on his chest and cut the other behind him and smiled at everyone.

Farely, he waved his sleeves and shouted at his family:

"All go back to their respective courtyards to rectify and rest. Except for a few people in charge of the branch to treat nobles, everyone else has a good rest tonight and prepares for tomorrow's game. A brief explanation of the Eastern West's sleeve robe.

"Yes,... sir." Everyone bent down neatly and agreed.

"Please!" He stretched out his hand to the three people again:

"Lord Dongfang, please." The two sides made reasonable concessions, and in the end, it was the prince, the prince walked in front, and the east and west returned to lead the way.

There is a separate courtyard in the paddock because of the competition for many days.

When everyone returned to their respective courtyards, Dongfang and the nerds, Mu Yin also walked to the most remote yard. On the way, she asked Mu Yin's question just now;

"Mu Yin, what was the name of those three people just now?"

"The prince is also the emperor's fourth son, Xiao Yuyu, 17 years old, gentle and elegant. Xiao Wu, the sixth prince, is 15 years old, just like his name. She was born by Empress Shangguan Qianwu. Xiao Tianlan, the third prince, is 19 years old. Free and idle. She was born to Leng Shaohua, the lord of the four concubines. She also has a younger sister named Xiao Chuiyun, 13 years old, ranking seventh. People call her the seventh princess, who is knowledgeable and reasonable. Mu Yin told Dongfang some main information concisely. She listened speechlessly. How could the emperor give birth to this...

Before he finished sighing, Mu Yin opened his mouth again and broke out a fierce news:

"The ninth prince Xiao Yichu, ten years old, and the tenth princess Xiao Yumian, seven years old; he was born to a virtuous concubine. It's your aunt's oriental ink.

Good boy, it turns out to be the in-laws of the royal family!

"Why is there no eldest prince, second prince, fifth prince, eighth prince or princess?" Dongfang asked all the numbers from one to ten in one breath.

"The eldest prince Xiao Yuan Ye was born to Huifei, one of the four concubines. At the age of 21, he married Yang Yiyuan, the daughter of Yang Wending, the minister of the Ministry of officials, as the imperial concubine. The two side concubines and other women were born with sex. Xiao Luoxuan, the second prince, was born to Shufei, one of the four concubines. At the age of 20, he married Chu Yun, the daughter of Chu Han of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, as his concubine.

"The fifth prince Xiao Mofan was born to Shao Guiren. He is 16 years old. He is timid and afraid of things, and so is his mother. The mother and son stay quietly in Chengfang Hall, not causing trouble or favoring them. Few people will remember them if they are not mentioned. Xiao Yunyan, the eighth prince, was born to the former concubine Yunxiangrong. It is said that she died in the first few months of his birth. The former concubine was also crazy about this. The emperor remembered the pain of losing her son and reduced her to a nobleman and stayed in Yunshang Palace.

Mu Yin looked at Dongfanglu and Dongfang Yin who stayed in place in detail.

"What's wrong?" He asked

"Mu•••••Mu Yin, how do you know so much? It's amazing." Dongfang Yin picked up the chin that fell to the ground in shock and asked in disbelief.

"••••••" Oriental is speechless, which is the same as that of a nerd.

"Well, uh-huh, by the way, Mu Yin, with your eruphistication, you can almost go to our CIA chief."

Dongfang tou withdrew his mind and joked about the 21st century. Sure enough, Mu raised his eyebrows and asked her curiously:

"Where are you? What is the CIA?

It's terrible. She closed her eyes and slapped herself with regret.

"It's the dream world I told you about last time. Information is a written meaning, which is equivalent to a place to buy and sell information on the world." Dongfang is full of rounding the field.

"Bend, there is such a powerful place. I really want to see it." Dongfangyin interrupted with his eyes.

"It's said that it's in a dream. What are you in? Dongfang slapped the handsome face close at him and stared at him angrily.

If I could take you there, she would have gone home early, nerd.

"Where is Jixian Pavilion?" Dongfang asked Mu Yin again.

"It is the main courtyard of the paddock." Mu Yin said plainly.

"Then why don't we live in and where are we going?" Dongfang took a look at the sunset, like a gold-plated Jixian Pavilion.

"Someone who came to this game last time pretended to be deep and said that it was too noisy and wanted to be quiet, so he came here." Fingers to the small yard that was already broken in front of him.

Mu Yinyi glenched at the yard with an inexplicable face. Dongfang looked at Dongfang Yin. He directly turned his face away from her. Dongfang looked at Mu Yin again, raised his hand and stretched out his index finger, pointed to his nose, and said uncertainly:

"I•••••I?"

By the way, how awkward Dongfang's previous personality was, or did he have a tendency to be self-abuse? She looked up and asked the sky

Mu Yin raised his foot and crossed the threshold and walked in without answering. Dongfang and Dongfang Yin followed up.

Oh! Does this live here? The cobwebs are horizontally knotted, covered with dust and overgrown with weeds. I really doubt if there will be snakes hiding in them. It can be seen that waste is really not even cleaned by people. In the past, the king of Dongfang was completely incompable and arrogant. If it hadn't been for Mu Yin and Dongfang Yin, this personality would have starved to death.

Dongfang is ashamed of the deeds of the former owner of the body. It has nothing to do with her.

I casually cleaned up three clean rooms, ate the food brought by the servant, practiced fists for a while, and went to bed early. I don't have the energy to see the stars.

At this time, the Jixian Pavilion in the front yard is brightly lit, singing and dancing, which is in sharp contrast to their dilapidated yard. As for what they are talking about, it is not known by Dongfang.

The next day, the red sun rose, reflecting the quiet and peaceful eastern paddock.

Then there was a rough command, and the servants moved things and placed them in the designated position one after another. From time to time, he passed by one or two stewels and rushed to the front and nodded.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

The people in Jixian Pavilion have not yet got up yet. There are only three or two cleaning servants and maids who got up early to wait outside their master's door to wait for the master's instructions.