Jinwuzang charming boy

On this side, Lord Chen Xiaohou is still working on his psychological training, but on the other side, Princess Guantao's palace has already fallen into chaos.

After all, today is the birthday of the current emperor's nephew. With the blood of the eldest princess of the royal family and the preference of Queen Mother Dou, Chen Jiao also won the honor of hosting a banquet in the palace. The place is in the palace of Princess Guantao. Civil and military officials came to congratulate.

Princess Guantao asked someone to call the young master, but the person who reported back said that the young master ran to the backyard early in the morning and ordered that the servants should not disturb him to think about life.

When Princess Guantao heard this, she didn't take it as a disobedience for her youngest son to run away at sunset on his birthday. Instead, she nodded happily: "As expected of my son Liu Xing, he knows how to ask the world and seek his own body before he is crowned."

The corner of the servant's mouth twitched and he didn't dare to answer.

From the point of always being able to exaggerate others' good points to herself, Chen Xiaojiao really looks like Princess Guantao's own son.

"But today is for A-Jiao after all, it seems unjustifiable if he doesn't show up..." Princess Guantao pondered for a while, as if thinking of something, "If that's the case, then I'll pick A-Jiao in person. You Lead the way."

The man froze for a moment, then nodded hesitantly.He lowered his head in some hesitation... Mmm... Shall I report to the eldest princess that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also followed in... Forget it, in broad daylight, measure the pair of dogs, ah no, it's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Prince Young master, he will not do anything excessive.

So the two went to the backyard one after the other, and saw one on the tree over there and the other on the ground. Just as the servants were about to make a sound, they saw that at this moment, Lord Chen Xiaohou, with full aura, pushed His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Han Dynasty into the room. In his arms, he said something in a low voice, and then the two of them kissed each other intimately.

(Chen Xiaojiao: ... Mouth! Which eye do you see us two? You rub me?!)

Servant: Not only is it too much, it is simply immoral... The world is declining, and people's hearts are not old...

The servant carefully glanced at Princess Guantao's face, for fear that he would be cannon fodder by accident.

But to his surprise, Princess Guantao didn't have much emotion on her face except for her dark eyes.

Is it...

The servant sneaked another glance at Princess Guantao's expression, and a guess appeared in his heart... Could it be that Princess Guantao knew about it a long time ago and just acquiesced?But after thinking about it, it is reasonable. Princess Guantao is also considered the master of the first palace on this three-acre land. These servants have a feeling for something. How can Princess Guantao and the little lord get along day and night for so many years? Know……

Thinking of this, the servant raised his head to take a look, but he froze there.

Because in his line of sight, Princess Guantao also looked at him, with a hint of sternness in her eyes.

The servant shuddered involuntarily.

"If this matter gets out, you know what will happen to you, right?" Princess Guantao said calmly, with murderous intent in her tone.

The servant could hardly bear to kneel down.

"Slave... Slave today, I didn't see anything, I didn't see..."

Princess Guantao reluctantly nodded: "You just have to remember that only I and you know about this matter. If I hear the slightest bit of wind, it is of course you who revealed it. When the time comes... I think you are entering the palace for the sake of your family. Seeking blessings, not murdering."

"……Yes Yes……"

Seeing the servant trembling so hard to speak, Princess Guantao turned her gaze away: "Okay, you go down."

Only then did the servant back away tremblingly, wanting to cry without tears as he backed away——

These two dogs and men showed their affection and blinded their servants for several years. The "Two or Three Things His Royal Highness and the Young Master Must Tell", "The Secret Lover of the Son of God" and "Three Thousand Capitals in the Harem" were circulated privately by the court ladies. No, His Royal Highness Why Abandon Treatment" and so on have been printed and distributed more than a dozen editions, how could only he and the eldest princess know >△<? !

People say that "fairies fight, and mortals suffer", so why did he become "the master disturbs the base, and the little one tops the vat" 〒皮〒? !

When the servant had left, Princess Guantao was naturally the only one left. At this moment, Princess Guantao no longer concealed the expression on her face, and she sighed silently due to the complex intertwined emotions.

...She had indeed noticed it early in the morning, not to mention that the royal family of the Han Dynasty has always been open, it is normal for a ten-year-old ordinary man from a wealthy family to have one or two concubines to serve him; but her precious little son has never There was no sign of it. After meeting the current son of God Liu Che at the age of twelve or thirteen, he would eat and sleep with him, and there was no room for others to intervene.

She knew that her youngest son had fallen in love with the eldest prince Liu Rong. At that time, she did not intervene too much except Liu Rong's mother and concubine Li Ji; in her opinion, she was the most honorable eldest princess of the Han Dynasty. , my mother is the current queen, and my younger brother is the current emperor, so it is not a big deal for my son to like a prince——

As long as the prince is not the prince.

now……

Princess Guantao sighed again... She only hoped that her youngest son would still be a teenager, with an undecided temperament, and his feelings could be shifted aside; the future emperor with great fortune is not something her Gillian can control.

Undoubtedly, she will contribute to the matter of beating mandarin ducks.