Chapter 152: What are you on?

Zichu didn't need his toes, and he could think of how these women cursed themselves in their hearts at this time. She was also too lazy to care about the surprised eyes of the beautiful women in the room. With the lead of Duke Liu, she sat down on the right hand side of Jun Yusu. Without listening, she could faintly hearing the sound of falling asleep.

Zichu was very distressed that he was placed in this position, but later he looked at it, huh? That's not right! Next to me, there is an old lady sitting there. The old lady is dressed very luxuriously, and the pearls on one end are simply seven or eight catties. Let alone whether these things are worth it or not, just talk about the quantity and weight are enough to make people look side by.

At another look, shortly after sitting down, those beautiful people who had cast resentment on themselves began to cover their mouths and laugh secretly. It seems that the position they are doing now is indeed a little strange.

Grandpa Liu, who led the way, happened to stand behind Zichu's left hand with dust in his hand. After seeing Zichu's inadvertently cast questiony eyes at him, he secretly made her be careful.

Zichu took a look at the old lady beside him and thought, is it another old best who can compete with Mrs. Song?

All the movements on Zichu's side did not escape Jun Yu's eyes. He saw that Zichu paid attention to all the people here, but the most hateful thing was that she actually chose to ignore and ignore herself!

Da Damn it! How can this be? I am the master of these women! Shouldn't she use all her attention to please and flatter herself? Why did she spend so much energy paying attention to these trivial decorations? Even her cousin, an old lady, saw her feet from her head, but she didn't have time to take a good look at herself!

In Jun Yu's anger, there has begun to be a little self-pity and self-pity. He even thought obscenely that what Zichu once said to himself in the bathroom that day, could it be... Is it really not as big as Jun Yuchen?

This is impossible!

After the noble and conceited prince's thought, the whole handsome face collapsed. The projected eyes are simply murderous!

Zichu was unaware of this change in Junyu's expression. She took advantage of her unique geographical location and enjoyed all kinds of beauties in the hall while drinking good tea. Well, it seems that all the facilities of the East Palace are still very good. Not only is the hardware impeccable, but also the beauty used to decorate vases is very eye-catching.

Zichu became more and more energetic. She even felt that if she had known that there were so many beauties in the East Palace, she would have slipped out of the Huaxing Hall and have been happy one by one!

By the way, or can you find Tian Yirong to be a man and then run to the backyard to flirt with these long-iltained beauties?

This idea seems to be very good! It's a good way for leisure and entertainment.......

When Zichu thought about this, the smile on his face became more sweet and touching.

But Fortunately, the father-in-law Liu behind her was a servant who had served Jun Yushou for more than ten years. Soon, when everyone was not paying attention, he wiped his neck to Zichu and motioned her to look back at Jun Yushou in time.

Reminded by the kind-in-law of Liu, Zichu had time to look at Jun Yuslut, but saw him looking at himself plainly, but there were clearly something else hidden in his eyes. It seemed to be doubt, nostalgic, amazing, and clear... Such complex eyes made She feels very familiar. By the way, Jun Yuchen used to look at himself secretly like this. It turned out that these two were really brothers!

After thinking about it, I couldn't help but feel angry. The two brothers really don't look ordinary weird!

Besides, the gorgeously dressed old lady sitting next to Zichu woke up from shock and took time to look at herself and smiled unnaturally: "Your Highness, is this girl the Zichu girl you often talk about?"

"Yes, aunt, she is the first son." Junyu replied in a flat tone, and her tone did not mean much closeness or respect for the lady.

"Hehe, that's it. I'm still thinking that the princess is not feeling well tonight, but which lady should I give this seat to her early morning? It turned out to be for this first girl..."

After the old lady said a few words, the beauties below began to make an appointment with a collective fan like a signal to drink tea and drink melon seeds. The ridicule and disdainful smile in their eyes could be transmitted without making a sound.

Zi Chu shook his head secretly when he heard this, which was too vulgar. Since he knows his identity, he deliberately connects himself with Junyu's wife and concubine, which is obvious that he does not give face to guests, and also disguises his disguised and loses his face.

How can such a strong person be controlled by an old lady? Ha ha, this is a good show!

Hearing the words, Jun Yu's face did not show any irritation. He just smiled gently and said, "It seems that I was not thoughtful and wronged the delicate guest. Come and change the position of your future first concubine, just... Just let her sit down with the prince!"

He pointed to the position of the couch on his right and motioned to bring another mat.

It's just that as soon as the words fell, there was another gasp in the hall, but this time it was obviously depressing a lot, and no one was found to look delicate and faint.

It seems that the power of this sentence of the first concubine is really extraordinary. It can not only cure these women's pretentious syndrome, but also pour a basin of cold water with the ambitions and desires that suppress them in their hearts.

Zichu watched the maid quickly move out of the table, bowls and chopsticks, and respectfully asked herself to move the table. She couldn't laugh or cry. However, this is obviously Junyu's territory. It's just a meal. I'd better listen to the boss's words.

Besides, the old lady was already very angry when her face was cut off by her nephew in public. Seeing that Zichu sat on her head without hesitation, her look full of pride was even more uncontrollable. In addition, she was encouraged by many people's eyes, so she put the teacup in her hand on the table and shouted, "Your Highness, tonight Even if the old man offends you, he will risk his death to speak out once. At the beginning, even when the crown princess presided over the banquet, she was never so courteous. After all, she sat at a separate table with your highness. She is still nameless now. What is she based on? Besides, what is her identity as Song Zichu? Her mother is just the daughter of a businessman. How dare she wear your mother's favorite purple dress?!"

As soon as this was said, there was another gasp in the audience. This time, the sound was so loud that even Zichu felt that someone would definitely take the opportunity to faint!

But when she fixed her eyes and searched carefully, she saw that the beautiful women in the hall were full of naked jealousy and the impulse to tear her to pieces.

It turns out that this is the flowing purple skirt. It is said that the Empress Zhongyuan's favorite clothing material, because only the fruit produced from a purple stone tree on the top of Qixia Mountain can dye such a luxurious material. Its color can be bright for a hundred years without fading, and because this dye is extremely rare, the best material produced every year There are only two children.

The empress and noble concubine in the palace also regarded it as the most precious material, but because of Empress Yuan, the emperor did not allow anyone to wear it. Such an extraordinary divine product, now wearing this ambiguous woman in front of her, how can a pair of hateful eyes fall out?

"Auntie's memory is really not very good. Isn't her purple dress specially arranged by you? It's rare for my aunt to be so careful. This skirt is really suitable for her! Even the prince almost thought that it was the mother who had regenerated!"

Seeing that Jun Yusultum not only did not blame, but also defended Zichu in her words, the old lady turned pale with a burst of face, and she didn't care about the staring of others. She got up and wanted to brush her sleeves and left.

"Mother! No!" And there was a timid voice from the seat behind the old lady, which stopped the old lady's desire to leave in time.

Zichu sneered. With the voice, he saw a beautiful woman of the same age as Zichu speaking. Looking at everyone's eyes on her, her face turned red, and her big eyes seemed to drip out of water. After looking at Jun Yusulon resentfully, there was another red glow on her face. She said hesitantly, "Cousin Prince..."

Tut! This look, this tone, shy and timid, and just stirred a little jealousy and grievance, as if he wanted to open his mouth to persuade and be timid and forbearing. When he first saw it, he couldn't help admiring in his heart - it was simply a combination of powerful and idol artists, and he wanted to be a bitch and set up a model!

If this girl is born in modern times, the cliff is to catch up with the industry leaders of Fan Ye and a group of female masters!

However, Junyu didn't like this to her beautiful cousin who was so good at acting. He just sat in his seat and continued to drink tea with a smile, with no intention of persuading at all.

Seeing this, Zichu began to return his teeth and drove people away with fuel: "Oh, since you are not feeling well, let a few slaves accompany her to have a rest. After all, you are old, so you can't talk to us young people, can you?

Zichu, the old ladies who deliberately bit the heavy words, only made what an old lady say more stuffy. She really wanted to slam the door like this, but after seeing her daughter's continuous pleading eyes, she still chose to take a deep breath and reluctantly said calmly, "Thank you for Miss Song's kindness. The old lady is so good. It's very sad if you don't worry about it.

After saying that, she sat back to her original seat, but her movements were too stiff, and her whole face had been raised high. Therefore, when she was careless and didn't see what was under her feet clearly, she was first tripped by her long skirt, and then fell to the ground heavily!