Pampering the outside room alone? I entered the East Palace to pass on the sick and weak prince

Su Tianling smiled.

His eyes swept over Shen Che's face opposite him, with a hint of teasing.

"I'll tell you later, but the other party seems a bit proud, and I'm afraid he won't fall under my skirt easily."

"It's a blessing to be able to serve you, Princess. If you don't want to, I can just take him back to your mansion."

Shen Ruoxi turned her head.

"Wan Siyu, you dress like a dog, why can't you say something personal? There are princes and nobles across the street, so you can rob them if you want. You often rob men on the street!"

"What I say is none of your business, Shen Ruoxi, don't think that I really dare not hit you!"

Su Tianling also sneered.

"Let's chat, Shen Ruoxi, what are you in a hurry for?"

"Since you said such rebellious words in public, are you still afraid of others' comments? Sorry, I thought you were completely shameless and didn't care about other people's opinions, so I made a casual comment."

Su Tianling was used to being arrogant.

Now that he heard this, he raised his hand to slap Shen Ruoxi.

But who knew that one of her hands was grabbed tightly by someone.

Leng Shuang pinched her wrist.

The huge force made Su Tianling stunned, and he frowned in pain.

"You bitch, what are you doing?"

Murong Mingyu, who had been silent until now, spoke.

"It's this cheap maid again, Shen Ruoxi. The maid next to you is so disrespectful. Do you have to have this princess kill her with a cane before she can stop?"

"It turns out that the imperial sister can hear you."

Murong Minghua interrupted: "Just now, Su Tianling and Wan Siyu said such treacherous words, but the imperial sister didn't say anything. Now they are starting to act like the eldest princess?"

Murong Mingyu looked cold.

Murong Minghua, this damn girl, has repeatedly opposed her today!

She had always disliked Murong Minghua.

Before Murong Minghua was born, she was the only princess in the palace and was loved by thousands of people.

But after Murong Minghua was born, she was sweet-tongued and good at talking, so her father began to favor her.

Moreover, she is obviously the princess who is the direct daughter of the empress. She does not even have a princess mansion of her own, but Murong Minghua was rewarded with a princess mansion by her father.

Really irritating!

"Minghua, I teach a lowly slave girl a lesson and you still tolerate your criticism?"

"That's not the case. I just wonder why the imperial sister doesn't reprimand Su Tianling and Wan Siyu, but just sticks to Shen Ruoxi's side."

Murong Minghua smiled, but his words were very sharp.

Shen Ruoxi answered in time.

"The eldest princess is a fair person. I think she will not only help her relatives but not take care of the affairs. Otherwise, if the news spreads, it will damage the reputation of the eldest princess. Princess, are you right?"

Murong Mingyu took a deep breath.

said displeased.

"Tianling, Siyu, please stop saying a few words. Where is this place that tolerates your nonsense?"

The two gritted their teeth and closed their mouths bitterly.

Leng Shuang snorted and let go of Su Tianling.

Su Tianling pinched her sore wrist and stared at Shen Ruoxi hatefully.

This bitch.

The bridge is closed!

Murong Minghua approached Shen Ruoxi and asked in a low voice.

"What's wrong with you? You had such a big reaction just now?"

Shen Ruoxi's eyes flashed.

Still said it.

"The person Su Tianling likes is my second brother Shen Che."

"Oh?"

"That's the one, the one wearing the crimson brocade uniform, is this year's No. 1 pick."

Following Shen Ruoxi's words, Murong Minghua looked over.

She looked startled when she saw the figure that looked like the breeze and the moon.

Although he was far away, he couldn't fully see the man's appearance.

But you can also feel his extraordinary temperament.

Murong Minghua's eyes flashed slightly.

A sentence automatically came to mind——

A young man in bright clothes and an angry horse.

And on the opposite side.

Leng Ye approached Murong Heng.

"Master, it's Wan Siyu and Su Tianling again, why do you feel that they have been causing trouble for Miss Shen?"

What happened in Yuheyuan before was caused by the master's spy.

He knew every move.

Originally, the master was going to support Shen Ruoxi, but it turned out that Shen Ruoxi didn't suffer any loss, so he didn't go.

Murong Heng was playing with a jade ring in his hand without saying a word.

At this time, someone suddenly came over and held a bamboo tube.

There are many bamboo sticks in the bamboo tube.

Here are the next activities.

There are entertainment projects such as riding and shooting, playing polo, Cuju, and weightlifting.

Anyone who wishes to participate can draw lots.

Go out and participate in whatever you draw.

Murong Heng reached out and took one from inside.

"The sun is really shining in the west. How can the Ninth Prince be interested in this?"

Murong Xiu came closer, his handsome face full of surprise.

Murong Heng looked at the bamboo stick in his hand.

"Didn't you smoke too?"

"There are so many noble ladies from aristocratic families here today, so I naturally have to put on a good show and try my luck in front of the beauties. Why, which noble daughter do you also want to show off to?"

His words were meant as a joke, but Murong Heng turned the bamboo stick in his hand unexpectedly.

He responded lightly.

"Ah."

Murong Xiu:!

He almost fell off his seat.

Not really.

The thousand-year-old iron tree finally blooms? !

The gossip in Murong Xiu's eyes almost overflowed.

"Tell me, Brother Wang, whose noble daughter is so unlucky... No, is she so lucky that she caught your eye?"

Before Murong Heng could answer, a head suddenly popped out from beside him.

"Brother Duan Wang, what event did you win?"

It was Murong Yao who spoke.

He is the daughter of the empress and is now the youngest prince, just fifteen years old.

Emperor Renjing loved his youngest son very much. Although he had not yet reached the crown, he had already given him the title of "Prince Rui".

"polo."

Murong Xiu asked: "What about you?"

"I'm Cuju."

Murong Yao held the bamboo stick in his hand and smiled, revealing a pair of small tiger teeth.

He has red lips and white teeth, and is very handsome.

He has a simple temper and has good relations with several princes.

Even Murong Heng, who was not easy to get close to, treated him relatively affectionately.

Murong Yao turned his head again and said to Murong Yu who had remained silent.

"Fourth brother, what event did you draw?"

"I play polo."

Murong Yu forced a smile towards him.

Then there was no more sound.

He was not in a good mood.

After the Heli turmoil, he became the only one among several princes who was deprived of his title. Although the palace was not taken back, which saved him some face, the people in the court probably saw Emperor Renjing's attitude towards him, and for a moment they treated him. He has become quite distant.

Several important ministers who had worked hard to make friends before now avoided him when they met him.

Just don't make it too obvious.

He just doesn't understand.

Isn't it true that abandoning Shen Ruoxi has such a big impact?

The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at the female family members opposite.

Shen Ruoxi's figure was found.

She was wearing a crimson dress and her hair was covered with pearls, but she didn't look vulgar.

For her beauty, it was the icing on the cake.

In the palace, she had never dressed up so well, she had always been a humble girl.

As a result, he had forgotten that Shen Ruoxi was once famous in Kyoto.

She is known as "the most beautiful woman in Kyoto".

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Holding the bamboo stick in his hand, he suddenly thought, if he was in the limelight today, would Shen Ruoxi's eyes fall on him again?

This thought made him excited.

Actually got some motivation.

At this time, Murong Yao came close to Murong Heng again.

"Brother Ling Wang, you actually drew lots today. It's really strange. What did you draw?"

Murong Heng held the bamboo stick, and a smile without warmth flashed across his cold face.

"Play polo."