Princess Consort Is No Pushover

The depression in his heart couldn't be expressed, he decided to step into the man's gold-selling cave, the place that can make people drunk and dream about life-Leaning Red Mansion.

He didn't know until he came to Yihonglou that the girl here was much more interesting than the princess.

He wants them to dance, they dance, he wants them to sing, they sing.

What poems, songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, they don't lose those daughters at all.

So, he went on to buy drunk for several days in Yihonglou.

The thought of a few days later, the day he would marry the eldest princess, made him depressed and could not express himself, wishing to be so drunk.

"Shizi, you drink too much, you drink less, I am afraid of hurting your body." Mo Yu looked at Shizi who had been drinking, and his heart was squeezed.

"My son is not drunk! Bring the wine, I still want to drink!" Su Qishao said, reaching out and snatching a pot of small wine in the hands of the guest girl.

"Shizi, you really can't drink anymore. Isn't it just marrying the princess? She is not a tiger beast, why do you reject her so much?" Mo Yu said anxiously.

"Mo Yu, you don't understand, she is much scarier than the tiger beast. The tiger beast doesn't greedy my body, she actually... actually..."

"She actually greedy your body?" Mo Yu snorted and almost laughed.

Why is Shizi looking so pitiful, but what he says is so funny.

The two girls who accompanied the guests also covered their mouths and couldn't help laughing.

"Shut up! Don't laugh, Mo Yu, prepare a pen and paper for me, I want to write to Xiao Yueer!" Su Qishao roared.

"Write to Xiao Yue'er?" Mo Yu's body trembled.

The thought of King Li's terrifying expression made him scared.

"What? Is it possible for our friends to have a friendship? I want to write to her, and I want to see her last before getting married. In a few days, I will have a husband." Su Qishao said in pain.

"Shizi, this is not so good, and what if people don't want to see you?"

"No? Xiaoyue'er won't do this to me! Get a pen and paper quickly. I want to write a letter. If she doesn't come to see me, I won't get married." Su Qishao said, drunk. On the table.

When he heard that he was not married, Mo Yu had no choice but to get paper and pen.

Hey, let Princess Li come to persuade the eldest son, lest the eldest son is always arrogant for her.

Soon, Mo Yu found a pen and paper. As soon as Su Qishao picked up the pen, he suddenly said to the two women who were accompanying guests, "You two go out first!"

"Yes, my son."

After the two girls walked out, they began to talk quietly in the corridor, "This Su Shizi is really funny too. He doesn't even want the eldest princess. If you change to other men, you would have been swarming?"

"Su Shizi is the champion of Wu, his father is Zhongyong, and the red minister next to the emperor. This princess is just a rundown princess. What is it in front of him? He has such a high-sightedness, it is normal to look down on this woman!"

"You are stupid, do you think he really didn't marry the princess because he didn't like the princess? There was someone in his heart. He liked that Xiaoyue'er. Didn't you listen to him talking about him every day? She wrote a letter to call her here for a private meeting. You said, what is this Xiaoyue'er so sacred that Su Shizi was so fascinated and lingering?"

"Who knows, but I also want to meet this woman. A woman who even Su Shizi can't get, it must be beautiful."