Lord, don't be too arrogant

Do you believe it?sweat……

"What if I agree to this marriage today?" Huangfu Qingcheng narrowed his black eyes and looked at Lu Yao playfully.

"Um, then I can only wish the prince finds a good home. There is one less unmarried girl in the world."

"anything else?"

"Remember to treat me to dinner..."

"anything else?"

"I don't know how to make red envelopes..."

"..."

Forget it, Huangfu Qingcheng felt that he would be pissed off if he continued to talk to this idiot, but 'she' said it so sincerely and directly, and there was no trace of retention or jealousy in those eyes, he couldn't figure it out, it was always ' Her 'nominal husband, is she so ignored?Perhaps because Huangfu Qingcheng seems to be in a particularly good mood today, Lu Yao bravely asked: "My lord, I have a heartless request, for the sake of the little one who risked his life to help you speak out, I know the lord has always been There is a clear distinction between grievances and grievances, but I don't like being owed."

"Say." Huangfu Qingcheng's eyelids slightly opened, Lu Yao was overjoyed, but before he could be happy, Huangfu Qingcheng said again: "Except for going out of the house."

Lu Yao was angry again, "I just want to leave the house! You have no right to restrict my personal freedom!"

"No." In a light but firm tone.

"Why?" Lu Yao said angrily.

"No reason, Beizheng Palace treated you badly?" Huangfu Qingcheng suddenly felt that Nangong Luyao, who was angry at him but couldn't do anything to him, looked very cute, at least...at least he wanted something from him, but It's not always like looking at strangers like nobody else.

"That's not true." Lu Yao rolled his eyes, and in all fairness, he lived in such a nice house and had servants around him, and the desserts in the palace were made to his liking. Life is many times better than his reality, but...for Mao, he always has the feeling of going to a nursing home ahead of time. This body is only 17 years old, and he can't let go of Chu Yunsheng, who has no whereabouts.

"Since there is no one, what are you going to do when you leave the house?" Huangfu Qingcheng stared at him with burning eyes.

Why... tell him I'm going to Nanfeng Pavilion?Looking for a male whore?Lu Yao trembled in fright, what the hell, there is absolutely no way to kill faster than this.

"Uh... this... Actually, hey, I'm going to find a friend."

"Tell him to come to the palace." Huangfu Qingcheng knew that Lu Yao was starting to talk nonsense just by looking at his expression, and he closed his eyes again, really too lazy to continue talking.

Lu Yao didn't dare to answer any more, he was afraid that Huangfu would ask again later - is the friend you are looking for male or female?This kind of topic with its own crit crushing.

All the way, he watched the carriage drive into Beizhao Prince's Mansion with grief and grief.

No.13 Huilian

After returning, Lu Yao still lived in his Wanqing Garden, and Huangfu Qingcheng still lived in his Panluan Hall.The river water of the two people does not interfere with the well water, and they do not communicate with each other.

On the contrary, Luo Fan, who is dressed in white, would come every day, and sometimes he would send a scroll to greet Lu Yao and see if there was any need, and sometimes send some desserts and clothing materials from the palace.So passed half a month.

After going back and forth, Lu Yao felt that Luo Fan's housekeeping was pretty good, and the so-called soft-mouthed people should give a few good reviews.

It's just that Xiyuan is always restless. Those gorgeous ladies, after careful observation these days, have come to the conclusion that Lu Yao is just a nominal princess. In terms of real power, there is none, and in terms of favor, there is nothing... The left and right are just with They are the same, it's just the difference between Lu Yao's private villa and their dormitory.

Lu Yao is also a good-tempered master, he doesn't bother to argue with women, anyway, he can't fight at all.

So the wives began to 'harass' Lu Yao from time to time, sometimes sitting down, pretending to be scalded by hot tea, or complaining of diarrhea after eating, or taking the fabric and saying that there were needles hidden in it... what's more. Pointing to the pattern on Lu Yao's clothes, she said that the princess deliberately restrained her, because her mother's uncle's seventh aunt had invited a Taoist priest from Maoshan, and the result of the fortune-telling was that she could not see the sheep.Lu Yao just wanted to yell about this, fuck me, when the Wangfu ate braised mutton a few days ago, did you eat it with blood?That's how hard it is!

All kinds of weird reasons were suppressed by Luo Fan, but he never came to embarrass Lu Yao.When Lu Yao first entered the mansion, he thought that Luo Fan wanted to target him, but soon realized that he was wrong. As a housekeeper, Luo Fan was just skillfully balancing the various conflicts in the palace, so as not to let some people get too much attention Sheng did not make life difficult for the rest of the people.He wandered among everyone smoothly, he was definitely a master of Tai Chi, and he took care of all kinds of chores at the same time. Lu Yao even developed the habit of saying that when he had a cold, fever and diarrhea, he would turn left to find Luo Fan when he went out.

The prince never cared about these factional struggles, as if the entire Xiyuan raised his cabbages instead of his women.Who cares whether the cabbage at home is in a good mood today.

In short, after a period of time, the wives' tricks without repeating tricks really opened Lu Yao's eyes. He had no doubt that if he lived longer, he would be able to write a book of Mary Su Fengzhai Douwen, at least a million words.

During this period, Mrs. Wan Qing'an, the seventeenth lady, also came here once. Seeing that it was Lu Yao, she was very surprised, covered her face and left.Lu Yao smiled, and didn't mention Suxinting again.

Only the eldest lady can speak a few words, sometimes Lu Yao asks the eldest lady to help him deal with those women, while he sneaks to the Suxin Pavilion to see the lotus, enjoying himself in peace.

Martial arts still hadn't improved at all, and he was considering whether to give up.

On this day, he came to Suxin Pavilion again in accordance with international practice.

But there are already people in the kiosk.

The man turned his back to him, dressed in white clothes and Ling Bibo, with black hair dancing lightly, with endless wind/flow.

Lu Yao was overjoyed, yesterday Luo Fan asked Juanshu to bring a plate of osmanthus crystal cake, he couldn't get enough of it, he happened to meet here today, so if he is a beggar, let him ask for some.

He patted the man on the shoulder loudly, and said, "Oh, father-in-law!"

"presumptuous!"

The cold voice sounded, and Lu Yao was almost scared out of his wits, why... This person is actually Huangfu Qingcheng, Lu Yao was immediately forced, why are you standing here in cosplay Luofan in white clothes...

Fortunately, Huangfu Qingcheng didn't bother him with that address, he turned around and sat down silently.Lu Yao had met him a few times before, except for the bright red at the wedding, which was handsome like a monster, the rest of the time he basically wore stone blue or purple, mostly royal patterns of dragons and clouds, which looked domineering and sideways.This one is wearing plain white, this is the first time I've seen him.

But what you wear is not important, what you look like is important. Lu Yao understood it deeply. Huangfu Qingcheng, who was dressed in white, looked gentle and refined. He looked at Lu Yao, raised his eyebrows that were as delicate as feathers, and his eyes were black and white. Tong Tong stared at him with an air of otherworldliness... Lu Yao's eyes blurred as he stared at him, how could he think that a man is prettier than a woman... This must be an illusion...

"Sit." Huangfu Qingcheng said lightly.

Lu Yao bite the bullet and sat down. The two of them faced each other, and felt awkward again. Lu Yao had no choice but to turn his head and pretend to admire the lotus, secretly thinking of some excuse to use to get away.

"You seem to like Lianhe very much?"

"Um, well, I think the scenery here is not bad, it's very unique, and it's more beautiful than anything I've seen before."

This Suxin Pavilion was designed by Huangfu Qingcheng. After three years of painstaking efforts, countless ditches and undercurrents were laid at the bottom of the pond, so that no matter the heavy rain or drought, the water level of the lotus pond can always be maintained, so that the stone slabs connecting the pavilion are not exposed. The surface of the water does not sink half of the water.

The lotus planted is also a variety that was painstakingly introduced from Yunnan.

Huangfu Qingcheng knew that Lu Yao knew nothing about the palace, so he couldn't help being happy when he heard his sincere praise.

He murmured softly:

"The flowing sky reflects the clear haze, the water is soaked in neon clothes, a branch is green and double-colored, the lotus pond is in full bloom in late autumn, where is the red makeup."

"Where do you rely on red makeup... Do you regard lotus as a woman? Why, does the prince also feel sorry for the plight of the women in the deep palace?" Lu Yao was a little surprised, the prince actually wrote a poem for the cabbages?It shouldn't be.

He replied indifferently, "The younger sister of Concubine Duanshu, the second daughter of the governor of Huaihai, news of her death came out today, she died suddenly."

"Sudden death?" Lu Yao was startled, "Didn't Concubine Duanshu not long ago keep saying that she would promise her sister to the prince? Why did a good-looking person disappear after only a few days?"

"Who knows." Huangfu Qingcheng's eyes were deeper than the water in the lotus pond, and he couldn't see the waves.

Lu Yao pondered, if the person was really killed by Concubine Duanshu, this woman was too cruel, even her own sister was able to kill her.What's more, it's almost like being in front of the emperor... so arrogant and domineering, Huangfu Ke didn't commit any crimes, what a great honor for the holy family.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sighed, and said, "Even if it is as luxurious as a peony, it will eventually wither and turn into mud..."

Huangfu Qingcheng continued, "...it is better to be born as a lotus, and even if you drift with the tide for a day, you will be washed away."

"Prince Ailian?"

Huangfu Qingcheng nodded, "Yes, Yudu Ailian."

With a thought in his mind, Lu Yao unconsciously recited the well-known "Ai Lian Shuo", "The lotus grows out of mud but is not stained, clean and ripples but not demonic, the middle is straight and the outer is straight, neither vines nor branches, and the fragrance is far away." Yiqing, Tingting Jingzhi..."

Huangfu Qingcheng's black eyes stared straight at Lu Yao, and he marveled in his heart at the talent of this 'woman', who was not inferior to his father Nan Gongji, no, in terms of temperament, it was even better than the Prime Minister of Nanqin.

"...It can be seen from a distance but not played with." Uh, what's behind it?Lu Yao said that he forgot the words.

Hearing this, the king