Quick Transmigration: The host is so sweet after being counter-attacked!

Chapter 181 The little prince in the world of female statues 2
Excellent women in the capital get married early. Su Yan is good-looking and has a good family background. Although she is not in the capital all year round, she is also the dream wife of many boudoirs.

When catching the flowers thrown down from the sky again, Zhu Chu finally felt helpless.

"Didn't you say that men in this world are very restrained? Why do I feel a little bit different?"

Those densely packed flowers fell on her alone.

Zhu Chu likes beautiful flowers, but not in such a way.

The system grinned, [Maybe you are more attractive. 】

When the general returns to Beijing, it is reasonable to report to the queen.

It's just that the empress was discussing matters with the ministers today, so she temporarily arranged Zhu Chu to rest in the side hall for a while. By the time the report was finished, the sky had already darkened.

The queen with gray hair on her temples looked at Zhu Chu kindly, and she made a suggestion: "Why don't Su Aiqing rest in the palace today, what do you think?"

What the queen said couldn't be taken lightly, so Zhu Chu nodded in agreement.

There are many rules in the palace, and you can't walk around at night. The empress specially sent someone to take Zhu Chu to the place where he lived, so as to avoid collisions from others.

Generally speaking, the imperial palace is an imperial palace after all, and the food, clothing, housing and transportation are all high-quality, and it is very comfortable to live in.

Su Yan has been fighting outside all year round, and she didn't choose two caring servants by her side. The empress even sent two over after she knew about it.

The two servants are both handsome, and they are the kind of roommates that the noble ladies in Kyoto like very much. They look obedient and can serve others.

But Zhu Chu really couldn't bear it.

After rejecting their request to serve her in the bath, Zhu Chu ruthlessly closed the door of the room under the sad eyes of the two servants.

The news reached the Queen's ears as expected.

The next day happened to be off for a bath, so the empress left Zhu Chu in the palace and asked her to accompany her to the imperial garden.

"Su Aiqing has been alone for so many years, isn't she going to find someone to accompany her?"

In fact, Su Yan is only in her 20s this year, but it is a bit miserable in comparison with all the noble girls who have just picked up a lot of houses in Kyoto.

As an elder, the empress can't help but want to urge her to marry.

Zhu Chu respectfully replied: "Your Majesty, I don't plan to share the house until I find the one I love."

Hugging left and right is very happy, but there are too many people, and I don't know how those noble girls can stand it.

Zhu Chu didn't dare to speak too harshly, because she didn't know if Shang Li could be encountered in this world.

The queen nodded, and looked at her in surprise: "Very few people would share this idea with me."

That's because I dare not.

The king is precious, thunder, rain and dew are all favors of the king, who dares to refuse?

If he hadn't seen the original plot and knew the true character of the queen, Zhu Chu wouldn't have dared to refuse like this, otherwise he would fall to the ground every minute.

The queen was surprised, and did not continue this topic. Instead, she really relaxed and walked in the imperial garden with Zhu Chu.

It is spring now, the branches and leaves of the trees look green and green, and the yellow winter jasmine is climbing all over the garden, looking full of vitality.

The entire imperial garden is undoubtedly the most beautiful flowering crabapple, and the pink and white flowers are densely packed into a tree, but the most delicate and beautiful ones are the people standing under the crabapple tree.

He was dressed in snow-white clothes, with light-colored waves embroidered on the cuffs of the robe, simple and unobtrusive, his long black hair was tied up by a wooden hairpin, and a few strands of fine hair were blown by the breeze.

　This world should simply talk about love

　　Good night, please recommend a ticket~
　　


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