Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 60 Boys have to protect themselves ([-])

The spring breeze in March blows, and the fragrance of flowers blows, which is suitable for three or five people to invite together to enjoy the scenery.

In the white curtain, waves of cigarette smoke curled up.

The man inside was stroking the paper and writing. His long robe only showed a part of his wrist. His posture was really handsome and elegant.

"My son, my son."

Hearing the servant boy's call, the man suddenly raised his eyes.

His beautiful facial features have not changed at all, they are still cold, but there is a gleam in those soul-stirring eyes, "But your highness is coming?"

The servant boy shook his head, seeing that bright eyes suddenly became gloomy, he said immediately.

"No, the third princess sent someone here."

Nan Huai straightened his clothes immediately and greeted him outside.

The palace attendant carried seven or eight boxes of gold, and there was more than three thousand gold.

Said, "Our Highness said that these are the dowry of Mr. Nanhuai."

Looking at the staring eyes of those young masters and young ladies, he said in a confident voice.

"Our Highness also said that if the young master enters the mansion in the future, the dowry will be a little less, and the prime minister's mansion will make up for it."

The Prime Minister of Nanping had just returned to his residence from outside the border, and he saw such a big battle.

He responded kindly and said hello.

Seeing his son again, he smiled unconvincingly, and gave his personal jade pendant to the palace attendant, saying it was for the third princess.

Is this an exchange of love tokens?
After everyone left, Nanping brought Nanhuai into the study.

Nanping casually took a book to read, sketched with a pen, and observed Nanhuai calmly.

All he could see was his son, who was not living up to expectations, his hand was gently stroking a piece of bloody jade pendant.

One look and you know it belongs to the third princess!
Nanping coughed twice, "Xiao Huai, do these three imperial daughters care about you?"

It feels...a bit knowingly asking.

On his way back to Beijing, rumors spread that the third princess had a falling out with Miss Li because of Nan Huai.

Nan Huai lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes concealed the expression in his eyes.

"Very good, Your Highness."

Nan Ping put down his pen, his eyes darkened, "I heard that these three imperial daughters love the Yan family, Yan Han, and they try to please him in different ways?"

I saw the pine-like man standing there firmly.

He bowed his head, long eyelashes covering his eyes, casting a shadow.

The slender fingers curled up, tightly tugging at his sleeves.

Nan Ping sighed, and said, "Since ancient times, this woman has been affectionate, and all she cares about is her appearance and family name.

It is impossible for a woman to have only one husband, have you figured it out? "

Nan Huai was stunned.

Once, his mother and father swore to each other and only loved one person in their life, but in the end, his mother still kept three concubines outside.

When the father got old and frail, the mother didn't take him seriously and brought all the illegitimate children back to the mansion.

Then, what about Your Highness?
Your Highness is a prince and nobleman, and it is his duty to extend his heirs.

What if there is no heir in the future?

Nanhuai's eyes full of stars gradually became deeper.

No if.

Even if they had no heirs, he would never allow His Highness to take concubines.

If His Highness brings back a man, he will kill the man.

Kill until there are no men in the world.

If His Highness gets tired of him, he will build a golden palace and royal house, and His Highness will perish day by day.

Forever in darkness.

Nan Huai curled up her fingers tightly, her eyes full of tangles.

But he doesn't want to...

He likes His Royal Highness riding a galloping horse, dressed in red and looking heroic.

He likes Your Highness...

Tan Sang on the other side listened to the report of his subordinate casually.

The water is sparkling, in the grotesque water.

The man's slightly cool thin lips, the intertwined bite marks between his lips and teeth.

And the watery light in his light-colored eyes was flowing, the white clothes were wet, and his beautiful figure was exposed in front of her eyes.

What a beauty.

Tan Sang propped up his chin in boredom.

Looking out the window, wondering if he had received the dowry.

Looking at her style, the system asked like a typical heroine in a novel, "Miss host, do you want to fall in love?"

Tan Sang suddenly laughed softly, the laughter going straight into his bones.

The servant of the Ministry of Punishment looked terrified.

"Your Highness, I...did you say something wrong?"

"No, you should step back first." Tan Sang waved his hand.

Leaning on the imperial concubine chair.

She raised her fingers slightly, held the red Danko, and patiently painted herself stroke by stroke.

fall in love?
That kind of thing, actually...

It's disgusting.

(End of this chapter)