Nine princes get married

The seven kings and the nine kings have always kept a distance, and the well water does not violate the river water.Although the Seven Kings have changed recently, Zhuang Jiu can hold his breath. Anyway, at least he hasn't rushed towards him so far. The so-called enemy will not move.

This afternoon, without saying hello, the Seven Kings came to the Ninth Prince's Mansion in a hurry.

They are people who cannot be offended, so the housekeeper had no choice but to welcome them in.

The Seventh King only said: "Is it convenient for me to come to see the Ninth Brother?"

The housekeeper grimaced secretly, it was really inconvenient──The prince and princess are in the bedroom...

So I had no choice but to say: "Seventh Prince, please wait a moment, the younger one will invite Ninth Prince here."

The Seventh King didn't care, so he sat down in the hall, waiting for Zhuang Jiu to come.

After the housekeeper sent someone to serve good tea, he retreated to find his prince.When we got to the door of the prince's bedroom, we naturally didn't dare to go in casually.Knocked on the door with a bitter face: "My lord, the seventh lord is here."

There was no response from the door.

The housekeeper looked for help to the two guards who were accompanying him outside the house, but today was not the head of the dark guards, they all looked at each other, shrugged, expressing that there was nothing they could do to help.

The housekeeper had no choice but to knock on the door again: "My lord, the seventh lord is waiting for you..."

"Let him wait." Zhuang Jiu's voice came from inside the door.

"My lord..." the housekeeper was about to cry, "I still want to serve you and the princess..."

Everyone knows that the Seventh Prince's face is as peachy as a scorpion.

There was a moment of silence, then the door slammed open.With a dark face, Zhuang Jiu straightened his clothes and tied his belt, and said in a very dissatisfied tone, "This old Qi will not stop for a while."

A lazy voice came from behind: "Should I go?"

Zhuang Jiu turned around: "It's up to you, I'll go first, come if you want."

Then he went out with the housekeeper.

When they arrived at the main hall, Zhuang Jiu had already put on a standard hospitality smile, which was very sincere and kind.

"Xiao Jiu happened to have something to do, so I'm really sorry to keep Brother Qihuang waiting for a long time."

"Where?" Seventh King also said with a smile, "I came here without saying hello, and I'm bothering you."

"My brothers are welcome, I don't know why Seventh Brother came to Xiao Jiu's place?" Zhuang Jiu waved his hands.

The Seven Kings pondered for a moment, as if thinking.The Seven Kings are the sons of Concubine Ning, the favorite concubine of the previous king, and inherited Concubine Ning's beauty. Although he is a man, he is also feminine.Although he has always remained neutral, he has vicious methods. He will not attack others if he is not attacked. If he is attacked, he will die without a whole body.

Zhuang Jiu felt a bit of a headache thinking that such a person came to him now.

"Well, I'm here today to ask my ninth brother for help." Seventh King raised his head and said.

"Even if Brother Qi said, if Xiao Jiu can help, he will do his best." Zhuang Jiu replied.

"Help me transport a person out of the imperial city." Seventh King said.

"It's easy to say, but I don't know who to send it to?" Zhuang Jiu asked, "Is it someone I know?"

"You know." Seventh King replied, "Seventeen."

Zhuang Jiu was a little surprised. There were only eleven brothers in their generation, and the seven kings must be referring to the current Seventeenth Prince.

"You and Xiao Shiqi, when did you..." Collude?

"Seventeen has a mellow heart, and has no intention of royal disputes." The Seven Kings just answered in this way.

"However, his status is so noble..." Zhuang Jiu understood that what the Seven Kings said about sending out the imperial city must mean never stepping in again, or to put it another way, let the Seventeenth Prince "disappear".

"I have connections in the imperial city and a way to send him out, but I need someone to arrange where to go," said the Seven Kings. "When you come back from the south of the Yangtze River, you must have contacts there. You and Shi Qi have never been in contact. , even if someone doubts the truth, they will not guess it on you. You and the three kings are evenly matched, and it is not without effort. If you help me this time, I will return your favor in the future."

Zhuang Jiu heard what he said clearly, and didn't ask any more questions, just bowed his head slightly and pondered.

The Seventh King didn't urge him, but just took a sip from his teacup.

Quiet for a while.When Qian Rong walked to the hall, he saw this scene.

"Qian Rong has met the Seventh King." Qian Rong walked in and saluted the Seventh King.

"We are all one family, so there is no need to be so polite." Seven Kings said.

Qian Rong smiled and retreated to Zhuang Jiu's side.Then watch the Seven Kings look at him with great interest.

"I've heard that the three counselors of Yinsong Castle are extremely witty, talented, and powerful in martial arts. The ninth brother has discussed this kind of happy event. I have long wanted to come and see you." Seventh King laughed.

Qian Rong said with a faint smile: "I have heard about the demeanor of the Seven Kings for a long time, and I have admired them for a long time."

The Seven Kings stopped talking and just looked at him.That day when the Nine Kings got married, it was so impressive, I wish everyone in the world would know about it, the more so, the less others would know if it was true or not.

Qian Rong was neither humble nor overbearing, and kept his expression on, allowing him to look at him with a slight smile on his face.

In the end, the Seven Kings slapped their hands together: "Sure enough, it's not that the family does not enter the family. You and the ninth brother really deserve each other."

Zhuang Jiu was very happy when he heard that, so he raised his head and smiled and said, "Of course. Seventh brother, Xiao Jiu helped you with what you said. As for when, can you tell me in detail?"

The Seventh King looked at him with raised eyebrows: "I'll let you know after I've taken care of everything. It's not that I'm worried, it's just that the less you know, the safer you will be in the future."

"Of course Xiaojiu knows, Brother Seven is worrying." Zhuang Jiu said with a smile.

"It's too late for me to thank you." Qi Wang said, glanced at Qian Rong, and speculated whether the relationship between Zhuang Jiu and him was good enough to let him know and participate in every detail.

Zhuang Jiu knew what he was thinking, and didn't hide it, he directly grabbed Qian Rong's waist: "Don't worry, Seventh Brother, if there is anyone I can trust in this world, Xiaoqian will be the number one."

Xiaoqian behaved as usual, his heart twitched secretly, he was naturally not as shameless as Zhuang Jiu, but naturally he couldn't let the Seven Kings laugh at him.

"Oh, you..." Seventh King touched his chin.

Zhuang Jiu smiled and said nothing, suddenly felt that the gossiping Lao Qi was quite cute, and then thought of something: "If Brother Qi wants to come to Xiao Jiu in the future, Xiao Jiu is very welcome, but can you let me know in advance? Woolen cloth?"

Seventh King raised his eyebrows, looked at him, then at Qian Rong, and realized: "Oh, so I was really bothering you..."

Qian Rong resisted the urge to raise his hand to his forehead. Aren't they two people who have nothing to do with each other?

"So you just sold your favor to the Seven Kings?" Sitting at the table and drinking some wine, Qian Rong asked lightly.

"Although there are risks, but the strength of Lao Qi is not weak, it is good to be able to unite." Zhuang Jiu said.

Qian Rong glanced at him, thinking that there is something wrong with being so simple, but he didn't know what Zhuang Jiu was thinking.

Zhuang Jiu smiled: "Today, Lao Qi said that Xiao Qiqi has no intention of fighting with the royal family. Actually, neither do I."

"Isn't there another thirteen that you need to worry about?" Qian Rong said lightly.

"Little brat's wings are stiff, it's time for him to fly." Zhuang Jiu shook his head.

Qian Rong was silent.

After a moment of silence, Zhuang Jiu asked, "If I'm not Lord Ninth, what would you do?"

Qian Rong thought for a while: "If you are not the Ninth Prince, I would not know you."

"If I'm not a prince and a farmer, then you may not be from Yinsong Castle, but a merchant?" Zhuang Jiu laughed.

Qian Rong thought for a while, yes, then nodded.

Zhuang Jiu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't say it after all.It was rare for Qian Rong to see him like this, but he knew that he was not well behaved, so he didn't ask any more questions, so as not to dig a hole for himself.

After chatting for a while, the wine was finished, Zhuang Jiu got up and said goodbye.

Qian Rong raised his eyebrows, these days Zhuang Jiu always spends the night in his room, why should he "say goodbye" tonight?

Sending Zhuang Jiu to the door, Qian Rong leaned against the door frame, and the old god was watching the back outside the door.Sure enough, the next moment the man turned around, with a resentful expression on his face: "Can't you keep me once in a while?"

Qian Rong hugged his chest: "If you don't keep you, won't you turn back?"

Thinking about it, Zhuang Jiu is right.So he was really overwhelmed by Xiaoqian?

Qian Rong smiled, but he was a little seductive: "Besides, you are always in my room, and occasionally you force me to go to your side."

Aw, this is—the eyes glow with wolf light, and the claws are stretched out, stretching out in the air, waiting for Ai Ai.Qian Rong looked at the paw for a long time, until he saw that Zhuang Jiumao was burning hot, then he smiled and stretched out his hand, and put it in the palm of his hand.

Hearing the sound of the door closing behind him, Qian Rong looked back at Zhuang Jiu.

It's not that I haven't been to Zhuang Jiu's room before, but... suddenly his face felt a little hot. Fortunately, it was night and there was only a dim light.Zhuang Jiu touched over, held his hand, and led him to the inner room.

Every step I took, I felt a little flustered. Both of them knew what was going to happen next, but...it was the first time in Zhuang Jiu's room, which made people feel inexplicably shy.

Zhuang Jiu saw that Qian Rong was a little bit ashamed, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, gently embraced him, and kissed his ear softly: "Little Qian...you know how happy I am..."

Qian Rong didn't refuse, he was a normal and mature man, so he naturally had desires... As long as Zhuang Jiu didn't go too far - he was the one who had a hard time afterwards.

Let Zhuang Jiu suck and lick his earlobe, only trembling when his warm tongue sticks into his ear.

Zhuang Jiu gently opened his belt, took off his coat, and moved his lips from his ears to his face, looking for his thin lips.

Clothes fell to the ground one by one, his, mixed with his, just like these two people, entangled endlessly.

When only the underwear was left, Zhuang Jiu stopped moving and only reached in, touching Qian Rong's sensitive psoas muscles to the protruding chest.

Qian Rong's breath became heavier, Zhuang Jiu led him to sit on the edge of the bed, but made him stand, or half kneel on him, allowing himself to reach his nipples and open his mouth to hold them.

Qian Rong straightened his body, put his hands around Zhuang Jiu's head, inserted his fingers into his hair, and panted lightly with his head raised.

Zhuang Jiu teased Qian Rong's nipples with his mouth and hands until they became hot and swollen, so he reluctantly took a final bite, let go, and continued to move up and kiss.

After finding his lips, they struggled again.All the sensitive places in the mouth were teased, and Qian Rong couldn't help moaning.

Zhuang Jiu let him go, pulled out a silk thread, and then buried his head into his shoulder and neck to bite.

People always want to feel the things they like with their lips and tongue intuitively.

Qian Rong squinted his eyes halfway, unconsciously separated from Zhuang Jiu's light touch, dawdling a few times.Then I felt that Zhuang Jiu grabbed one of his hands and reached towards the root of his thigh.Qian Rong left Zhuang Jiu for a while, looked for his eyes, and saw the bottomless blackness in his eyes, and the longing that he did not hide.

Qian Rong leaned over to kiss him, but left his hands between his legs, but climbed onto his shoulders, and slowly pulled off the white silk gown, revealing his strong shoulders.There are some thick or thin scars on it, the latest one was left when he was captured by the Three Kings a few months ago.Qian Rong lowered his head, kissed those marks slowly, licked them with his tongue, and bit them lightly from time to time.

Zhuang Jiu's breathing became more and more heavy, and he pressed the back of Qian Rong's head with his hand, letting him go down the whole way, half forcing him to kneel between his legs.

Knowing his intention, Qian Rong raised his head and glanced at him, Zhuang Jiu exuded a dangerous and strong masculine breath unknowingly, stretched out his finger to rub his lips, and pried his lips open.

Qian Rong poked out the tip of his tongue, sucked it with his finger in his mouth.

"You... this goblin..." Zhuang Jiu said hoarsely.

Qian Rong raised the corner of his mouth, spit out the finger, and buried his head between Zhuang Jiu's thighs.

When Qian Rong stuck out his red tongue and outlined the shape of his part through the fabric of his trousers, Zhuang Jiu almost let it out, thanks to his concentration.With one hand behind him to stabilize his body, with the other hand he rubbed the back of Qian Rong's head lightly, watching him use his teeth to untie the knot of his trousers little by little, and then use his mouth to pull it down, revealing the energetic upright spot.

Fiery, powerful pulsation, Qian Rong first touched it with the tip of his nose, rubbed it a few times, heard the man's impatient moan, then smiled and stuck out the tip of his tongue, licking the protruding meridian on the side.

There was a strong masculine breath in his nostrils, Qian Rong teased carefully, sometimes nibbling, sometimes licking and sucking.It wasn't until the man's hands on the back of his head urged harder, that he opened his mouth and sucked it in as he wished.

It was the first time for Qian Rong to do this kind of thing, he was not proficient, and he had some bumps and bumps, but Zhuang Jiu was very excited just seeing his appearance, and some small flaws did not affect him.

But what a smart person Qian Rong is, he mastered the technique in a short time, using his lips and tongue, flexibly curling the top, huffing and puffing up and down, stimulating the grooves under the crown and the gaps at the top from time to time.The continuously gurgling liquid was too late to swallow, and together with the saliva, it slid down the corner of the mouth, making it slippery.

Gradually, Zhuang Jiu couldn't bear it anymore, and began to push forward, Qian Rongdai was about to back away, but he held him down forcefully.His throat was itchy when touched, and Qian Rong's eyes were stimulated to tears, but he strongly resisted the urge to retch, and tried his best to control himself so as not to bite down.When the impact became more and more violent, he felt the pulse beating more violently, and then it was pulled out from his mouth suddenly, but there was no time to move it away. The next moment, the scalding liquid dripped onto his face and mouth .

Zhuang Jiu panted heavily, and felt that he was floating on the clouds for a moment.When I gradually landed on the ground, I realized that I was so reckless, like a young and impulsive boy.

Pulling up Qian Rong, watching him wipe the dirt on his face with his sleeve, he found it extremely attractive again.He couldn't help but pull him over and kiss him deeply—he even had his own taste in his mouth.

Qian Rong separated his legs and knelt on Zhuang Jiu's lap. His clothes were pulled back to his elbows, and his obscene pants had already been stripped off by Zhuang Jiu.While kissing him deeply, Zhuang Jiu reached into the base of his thigh.Holding it with one hand, he raised it up and rubbed it mentally, and stretched out his middle finger with the other hand to poke into the secluded hole.

This is not a place for making love, no matter how many times it has been entered, it is always tight and uncomfortable at the beginning.Qian Rong twisted his waist, but he couldn't avoid Zhuang Jiu's aggressive attack.

"...Well, don't..." Qian Rong frowned, pushing Zhuang Jiu's shoulder, "...the ointment..."

"I don't have any in my room..." Zhuang Jiu kissed the corner of his mouth comfortingly, "Hey, bear with me..."

Qian Rong quit and pushed him to get up, but Zhuang Jiu was helpless, so he hugged him and put him on the bed, and said with a light smile, "You want me to go get it now?"

The lust was suspended, and Qian Rong was unwilling to be interrupted, so he frowned for a moment, unable to understand.

Zhuang Jiu thought for a while, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, leaned over and said softly, "I have a way."

Qian Rong raised his eyebrows, but saw him gradually lower his body, burying his face between his open legs.

Aware of what he was going to do, Qian Rong struggled to push away, but was suppressed.The tip of Zhuang Jiu's tongue has already reached the opening of the acupuncture point.

Qian Rong made a whimpering sound, and felt very clearly that Zhuang Jiu's tongue had licked his creases inch by inch, and even got in to lick them.

"Well, ha... don't... that's enough..." Feeling too exciting, Qian Rong was forced to be blinded.

But Zhuang Jiu still didn't let him go, he must give his place to his lips and tongue to make him feel comfortable.Gradually, Qian Rong lost his strength and limp on the bed, Ren Zhuangjiu could do whatever he wanted, only occasionally twitching his body and letting out a weak moan or two.

Zhuang Jiu felt that enough was enough, then stood up, covered Qian Rong's body, separated his legs and wrapped them around his waist, and thrust forward vigorously.

"Ha... ah... ah..." Qian Rong's body tightened, but Zhuang Jiu slowly opened it.

"Relax." Zhuang Jiu said patiently, and also patiently withdrew a little, and then slammed into it hard.

Following Zhuang Jiu's movements, Qian Rong's erect body rubbed against the abdomens of the two, and the transparent liquid spit out from the front wetted their abdomens.

Seeing that Qian Rong was getting more and more interesting, Zhuang Jiu let go of his scruples, and only rushed towards the sensitive part of his body, fast and ruthless, which made Qian Rong groan repeatedly.The front also held his upright body with one hand, and rubbed it according to the rhythm. After a while, Qian Rong's body convulsed and let out first.

Zhuang Jiu hadn't disarmed yet, but just withdrew slightly, turned Qian Rong's back to him, and then asked him to put his legs outstretched and kneeling, facing the opening of the acupuncture point that was still stretched, once again. Come forward.

"Hmm..." Qian Rong snorted, his body that had just vented was extremely sensitive and weak, and could only swing back and forth following Zhuang Jiu's movements.

Zhuang Jiu was not in such a hurry this time, he just walked in and out slowly, his fleshy blade was like red iron, slowly torturing Qian Rong's fragile nerves.Qian Rongguang's naked back aroused his interest again, and he leaned over to kiss him softly, wanting to leave a little mark on his shoulder before he stopped.Qian Rong seemed to be squeezed out of water by him, soft as mud, he let him pick it up, sobbing softly.

After a while, Zhuang Jiu sat on the head of the bed, with one hand moving on the back of Qian Rong, who was lying beside him.

"Take your hands away." The person he harassed said impatiently.

"I'm so good this time, I didn't go too far, so I should be rewarded anyway." Zhuang Jiu laughed and continued to move.

"It's too little to make an inch." Qian Rong said.Although he was voluntary, the corners of his mouth were worn out, and he hasn't settled with him yet.

Zhuang Jiu then smiled, withdrew his hands obediently, leaned over and kissed him on the shoulder, then put down the gauze curtain, fell asleep himself, took Qian Rong in his arms, and closed his eyes in satisfaction.

In summer, it dawned early, and when Zhuang Jiu got up to go to the morning court, Qian Rong also woke up.No longer sleepy, I simply got up.After getting dressed, Qian Rong sat in front of the mirror and combed her hair. Someone snatched the comb away. Turning around, Zhuang Jiu said with a smile, "I can't help you thrush your eyebrows. Let me help you comb your hair."

Qian Rong gave him a white look, but did not dismiss it.

The comb gently fell on the hair, as if afraid of hurting him, combing from the root to the tip one by one.Qian Rong looked at himself in the mirror, there was a broken skin at the corner of his mouth.Suddenly remembering the violent waves last night, the roots of my ears burned a little.Zhuang Jiu found out, smiled and leaned over to kiss his ear.

But Qian Rong was unmoved, and let him tease him--if he couldn't calm down until now, he would have died of bloody blood.

Zhuang Jiu continued to comb his hair. After combing it smoothly, he smoothed the hair from behind both ears to the middle of the back of his head, and then tied a ribbon thinly.

Then he took two steps back, looked at it with a smile on his face, and then put the comb on the table with satisfaction.

Qian Rong looked at the comb, then at him, and raised his eyebrows: "You don't want me to comb it for you too..."

Zhuang Jiu shook his head: "I'm still learning how to comb my hair..."

Qian Rong also laughed, Zhuang Jiu had to dress up and wear a crown every day when he went to court.

Zhuang Jiu went to open the door, there were maidservants waiting outside the door with hot water, Zhuang Jiu let them in, only in the outer room - no one is allowed to enter the inner room at will.

When the maidservants saw another person coming out of the inner room, they lowered their heads and said hello: "Good morning, Princess."

Zhuang Jiu sat down and asked his maid to tie his hair. Qian Rong was beside him. After washing, he didn't move, only watching the maid's movements.

Zhuang Jiu was surprised: "You don't really want to learn, do you?"

Qian Rong ignored him, but the servant girl smiled slightly: "This hairstyle is actually not difficult. If the princess wants to learn it, Dong'er can teach you."

Qian Rong thought for a while and said, "Okay."

Zhuang Jiu was really a little frightened. He looked at Qian Rong with a calm expression on his face. Seeing him looking at him, he raised his eyebrows: "How?"

Zhuang Jiu asked stupidly: "Why?"

Qian Rong folded his chest and looked at him without answering.

Dong'er said with a smile: "The concubine doesn't want the prince to be touched by others. Men are all possessive, and my husband is also like this."

Only then did Zhuang Jiu come to his senses, with a happy smile, he took Qian Rong's hand: "I knew you were the best for me."

Qian Rong waved his hand, gave him a white look, walked away first, and went out the door.

As for after that, does the ninth princess really comb the hair of the nine kings every day?

──The skill is learned, but most of the time when the nine kings get up to go to court, the nine princesses are still asleep.

Why?Do you still need to ask...

Zhuang Yi found another reason to leave the palace.Although I have been punished, there are policies and countermeasures. You don't want me to be sneaky, can't you?

...It really doesn't work.The corner of Zhuang Yi's mouth twitched as he heard the old God Qian Rong say: "Zhuang fear? He went to a private school. He is weak. The master has to teach him well, so he won't come back for about ten and a half months."

In ten and a half months, he had already returned to the palace.Zhuang Yi thought sadly, but felt wrong again: "You guys guessed that I was coming?"

"Oh," Qian Rong smiled, "Your ninth uncle specially greeted the father-in-law who is in charge of leaving the palace. Every time you want to apply, you will notify him."

"..." Zhuang Yi was speechless, sat on the chair, raised her head again, and asked pitifully, "Can't you reduce it as appropriate?"

Qian Rong smiled and shook his head: "Pretending to be pitiful is suitable for Zhuang Horn, not for you."

... really helpless.Zhuang Yi sighed: "Speaking of which, how are you and Uncle Jiu doing?"

Qian Rong raised his eyebrows: "We're fine."

"Yesterday afternoon, I drank tea with my uncles and my father in the Imperial Garden. My father intends to marry Uncle Jiu." Zhuang Yi calmly threw a thousand catties of gunpowder.

Qian Rong was taken aback for a moment, then asked calmly: "Then do you know what your father means by doing this?"

Zhuang Yi was also taken aback, and suddenly smiled: "I always forget... I shouldn't blackmail you, Uncle Qian. I don't know what my father meant, and Uncle Jiu also politely refused, but it seems that my father didn't give up."

"The emperor should know of my existence." Qian Rong said.

"He knows it, and like everyone else, he just doesn't know whether it's true or not." Zhuang Yi shrugged, "If it's true, he will definitely think it's decent. If it's false, he won't even care about your existence."

"Who did the emperor point to Zhuang Jiu?" Qian Rong asked calmly.

"Who did the emperor point to Zhuang Jiu?" Qian Rong asked calmly.

Zhuang Yi heard some clues, and she said happily in her heart that she still wouldn't calm down: "The third daughter of Zhou Shangshu, the princess who came to marry him from Ningmo Kingdom in the south, and the youngest daughter of General Li, these are all candidates. .”

After hearing this, Qian Rong pondered for a moment: "Shangshu Zhou has a clean sleeve and a proud body, and disdains to participate in factional battles. Although Ningmo Kingdom has diplomatic relations, it has little contact with the Central Plains. General Li is frank and upright, and he is not interested in fighting. These are all neutral people. .”

After hearing what he said, Zhuang Yi thought of something.

"What incredible thing have you done recently that made your father's balance tilt to your side?" Qian Rong asked leisurely.

"Haha, it really is my powerful lady, she analyzed it thoroughly." Zhuang Jiu's voice came from outside the hall, and there was a hint of guilt in the hearty voice.

Qian Rong glanced at him, and Zhuang Jiu immediately withdrew his arrogance and came over flatteringly: "I didn't even agree..."

"It happened yesterday, why didn't you tell me yesterday?" Qian Rong gave him a white look.

Zhuang Jiu glared at Zhuang Yi, then turned to Qian Rong: "That's not because I'm afraid that you will think about it..."

"Or do you really think about marriage to strengthen it?" Qian Rong asked sharply.

"Absolutely not." Zhuang Jiu immediately said seriously, "I will not sacrifice to this extent for this kid."

Qian Rong looked at him and didn't speak.

"Okay..." Zhuang Jiu pouted, "I'm worried that the emperor will harm you, so I don't want you to participate in this matter."

"That's why you went to Shangshu Mansion today?" Qian Rong asked.

Zhuang Jiu nodded.

Qian Rong looked at Zhuang Yi again, and Zhuang Yi looked at him and then at Zhuang Jiu: "I don't think things are that simple?"

"You know I don't care much about you. Now I just want to ask," Zhuang Jiu is very serious, "Do you really want to sit in that seat?"

Zhuang Yi was surprised, she didn't know how to answer for a while, and her mind was full of thoughts.

Qian Rong sighed: "How many teenagers of this age know what they really want."

Zhuang Jiu looked at him: "But he has to learn to choose gradually, it is impossible to get everything."

Qian Rong smiled and said, "Okay, let's give him time and space to think. How about we go for a walk?"

"..." Zhuang Jiu twitched the corners of his mouth, "I'm sure I'll tell you everything, so my lady won't be angry anymore."

Qian Rong flicked his sleeves and walked out of the hall first.

Zhuang Jiu has been cautiously following Qian Rong for three steps, not daring to advance or fall behind in the exam.When he finally reached the lotus pond in the back garden, Qian Rong suddenly stopped and turned around.

Zhuang Jiu paused, scratching the back of his head: "Hey..."

Qian Rongdun took a deep breath, resisting the urge to burst into veins.

"My lady..." Zhuang Jiu took the initiative to speak, with a good attitude of admitting mistakes and cooperating.

Qian Rong stared.

"Xiaoqian," Zhuang Jiu changed his words, "well, I went to Shangshu's mansion today. I also made it clear to Zhou Shangshu. Zhou Shangshu has always been ruthless and selfless. He only loves his three daughters. The first two young ladies are both married. People, the third daughter can never be wronged."

"So Zhou Shangshu is crossed here?" Qian Rong asked.

"En." Zhuang Jiu nodded, "Tomorrow I will go to the General's Mansion and the Ningmo Ambassador. Will you go with me?"

"I'm not interested." Qian Rong said lightly.

Zhuang Jiu pouted.It's obviously just jealousy, duplicity... But no matter what, I dare not say this sentence out of my mouth.

But Qian Rongrao stared at him for a while, and Zhuang Jiu felt a little nervous: "What?"

"That's all?" Qian Rong raised his eyebrows and asked.

"That's all." Zhuang Jiu was very sure.

Qian Rong slowly raised the corners of his mouth, sneered, flicked his sleeves, turned and walked towards the gazebo in the middle of the lotus pond.Zhuang Jiu hurriedly followed: "Xiaoqian... Xiaoqian..."

Qian Rong ignored him.Seeing this posture, Zhuang Jiu immediately changed his words very spinelessly: "Yes, there are more."

Only then did Qian Rong stop, turn around, and look at him with his arms folded.

Zhuang Jiu said aggrievedly: "Isn't it because I don't want you to be involved... I don't understand what the emperor means, and he hasn't figured out Xiao Shisan's thoughts..."

"So you plan ahead, but you even plan on me?" Qian Rong frowned.

"So you plan ahead, but you even plan on me?" Qian Rong frowned.

"It's not scheming, it's protection." Zhuang Jiu pouted and said, and looked at Qian Rong's face before speaking again, "Well, I want to find a way to hide it from you, and it will take a lot of thought..."

Qian Rong was amused by his anger, shook his head, and sat down on the stone bench in the gazebo: "Then why don't you tell me the truth, so you don't need to put so much extra thought into it."

Zhuang Jiu also sat down: "But small money, trouble is serious... Well, I want to say, through the sincerity of declining political marriage, see if I can win over those people..."

"But if Shisan doesn't have that intention, why don't you think about it?" Qian Rong asked.

"I don't know why the emperor wants to recruit talents for Shisan," Zhuang Jiu shook his head, "I don't know if he came after you."

"I have a background in Silver Pine Castle, and the emperor will think twice about it." Qian Rong said.

"Oh!" Zhuang Jiuzhong sighed heavily, "That's why I really hate this kind of guesswork!"

Qian Rong looked at him amusedly: "I thought you were enjoying it."

"Perhaps in the past, when one person was full and the whole family was not hungry." Zhuang Jiu looked at him, "Now I realize that I have something to worry about in my heart, how sweet it is, and how tangled..."

Qian Rong stared at him blankly, then suddenly shivered: "Don't talk like that in the future."

Zhuang Jiu twitched the corner of his mouth.

When the two adults returned to the hall, Zhuang Yi seemed to have collected her thoughts and was drinking tea slowly.

Seeing the two of them coming, he said, "I haven't figured it out yet, can Uncle Jiu give me some more time?"

Zhuang Jiu raised his eyebrows: "It takes courage to admit that I didn't think clearly, okay, I'll give you a few more days."

"Thank you Uncle Jiu, thank you Uncle Qian."

On the second day, Zhuang Jiusi dragged Qian Rong to join him, but was flatly rejected, so he had to go out alone to the general's mansion.

Qian Rong stayed in the palace, overlooking the beautiful lotus pond from the window, his face was expressionless for a while, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Until the butler's voice rang in my ears: "Master, the Seventh Prince is here to visit."

"Tell him that Zhuang Jiu is not here." Qian Rong said.

"The little one said so, but he said he was waiting, and asked me if you were there, and he wanted to see you." The housekeeper said.

Qian Rong raised his eyebrows, Zhuang Qi wants to see him?Then he got up and straightened his clothes: "Let's go."

"Yes."

Along the way, I saw the summer scenery, and the green leaves on the trees were billowing, which was considered cool.Qian Rong felt a little depressed in his heart, but he couldn't explain why.

Zhuang Qi was drinking tea in the hall, when he saw him coming, he smiled and said, "Ninth sister-in-law, long time no see, how is it?"

"Thank you Seventh Prince for your concern." Qian Rong replied with a powerful smile.

"Did Ninth Brother go to the General's Mansion?" Zhuang Qi asked.

Qian Rong raised his eyebrows: "Oh? General's Mansion? Which General's Mansion?"

"You don't know?" Zhuang Qi asked.

Qian Rong thought for a moment, then shook his head hesitantly.

"The emperor wants to marry the ninth brother." Zhuang Qi said with a smile.

"Isn't he already married?" Qian Rong asked back with a bad expression.

Zhuang Qi was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Yes, he is married, and he is still loyal and vowed not to marry again. The ninth younger brother did politely reject the emperor, but who can understand his thoughts?"

Qian Rong's face turned dark.

"No, I went to Shangshu's mansion yesterday, and today I went to General Li's mansion again." Zhuang Qi continued.

Qian Rong was silent for a while, before he said: "What does the Seventh Prince mean by this?"

"There's no malice," Zhuang Qi said, "I'm just thinking about whether the two men's joking marriage can really withstand the storms and lightning from the outside world."

Qian Rong smiled lightly: "Thank you so much for the Seventh Prince."

Zhuang Qi shook his head and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I really don't know if the ninth brother is true or not, but what about you, Mr. Qian? What do you mean by the ninth brother?"

Qian Rong was slightly taken aback, thinking about his question and why he asked it.Then she looked at Zhuang Qi again, and Zhuang Qi smiled at him, but there was some scrutiny in the depths of her eyes.Then he suddenly realized, and said with a slight smile: "The Seventh Prince doesn't have to worry about me and Zhuang Jiu. Before the personal relationship with him, it is the relationship between him and Yinsong Castle. Since I am from Yinsong Castle, Be his deputy with all your heart and all your strength, and his helper, and those who are united with him."

Zhuang Qi laughed heartily, and his peach blossom eyes narrowed into slits: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, Mr. Qian really has a clear heart, it's my king who offended."

"It's normal for the prince to have such doubts." Qian Rong replied.

Then they sat and chatted for a while, and after a while Zhuang Qi said he wanted to leave, Qian Rong was sure that he was really only coming for him today, so he smiled and sent him out of the gate.

Standing at the door for a while, until the shadow of Zhuang Qi's sedan chair could not be seen, then turned around, shook hands and walked towards the bedroom.

When he got to the bedroom, he resumed the posture he had just had when Zhuang Qi didn't come, and sat in front of the window, staring at the green place in a trance.

His answer naturally satisfied Zhuang Qi.But Zhuang Qi's question seemed to cast a stone in his heart, causing ripples.

It was still severe winter when he was invited into the palace by eight palanquins.In a blink of an eye, it is already the end of summer.It is said that it is more than half a year, but it is actually fleeting.

I have known Zhuang Jiu for more than two and a half years.

At first, I felt that this man was messing around and unreasonable.Gradually understanding him, fearing that he might not be able to tell the difference between the real and the fake under the mask, he faintly felt a little pity——the pity of the hell is probably the culprit that made him sink step by step.

Qian Rong hid his face, unable to look back on the past.

Then he realized that he was emotional, and then the two confessed in disguise. Zhuang Jiu's fiery words were still in his ears, and his ears were burning with red clouds.

But I seemed to be dragged along by that man all the time, on the road of feelings, he just didn't say no.

How did he treat Zhuang Jiu?

There must be affection, otherwise, the arrogant self can't let him touch me, and it's so deep, it's in perfect harmony...

But how true, how heavy, and how far is this affection?

he asked himself.But I'm afraid I don't know the answer.Zhuang Jiu said something similar to his whole life, but in fact, maybe deep down in his heart, he didn't believe it at all.Did Zhuang Jiu not believe it himself?

He is the prince, the younger brother of the current emperor, he has his own morals and responsibilities.Their affection may be another heavy burden on Zhuang Jiu's shoulders.

If one day, Nine Kings lost contact with Yinsong Castle, or even turned against each other, then where would he go?

Qian Rong thought about how he left the Nine Princes Mansion with a simple burden on his back and a simple sword.My heart is still suffocated.

He is not greedy for the glory and wealth, but he is reluctant to part with the person among the flowers.

Zhuang Jiu returned to the palace and went directly to the bedroom—Xiaoqian's.

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