The most miserable host of Kuai Chuan is none other than me

The return of the bride to the house was also very important in ancient times.

Prince Jin'an and the prime minister have always been at odds, and the emperor took money from the treasury for the banquet that day.

It was not long before the Empress Dowager supervised the country.The court is divided into three forces, the royal family under the empress dowager, the military officials who support Lord Jin'an, and the civil servants who are as rigid as his father.

There are many rules for returning home, and it takes a lot of silver to buy it.The emperor has no real power, so there is no way to spend too much money in the treasury.

Those civil and military ministers and colleagues are also the masters of the situation.But any turmoil can't escape their eyes, and they will fall wherever the typical wind blows.

In Murong Mansion, four dishes and one soup have been prepared in the main hall, and there are three people around the table.

A family of three is not a small family.

The young one is Jiang Ge's good brother who was born and died, Murong Jinzhao.

The older two are Lao Hou Ye and Mrs. Gao Ming.Murong Jinzhao's father and mother.

The guard squatting at the door of Lu Weiyang's house rushed in and told the old Hou Ye everything he saw in the prime minister's mansion.

"Ah? Seriously, Prince Jin'an really accompanied the princess back to the door." Old Hou Ye put down the bowl and chopsticks, and stroked his beard.

Murong looked at the delicacies on the table and took a chopstick, took a bite first, and said vaguely: "Father, even if Mr. Lu is a man, he should be accompanied by Ago, what's wrong?"

"Where did you tell?" Old Hou Ye counted, "Prepare the carriage, quickly bring the gift, madam, don't eat, if you go later, I'm afraid something serious will happen."

"You just worry about it." Mrs. Murong threw the chopsticks on the table, summoned her personal servant girl, and tidied it up carefully.

She held back her temper and went to the Prime Minister's Mansion with her officials.

Those snobbish eyes who were close had already been dispatched to keep an eye on them.

This old Hou Ye is one of the very few neutral factions in the court, and he does not stand on the side of the prime minister, nor does he stand on the side of the prince.

Naturally, the distance from those royal relatives and relatives was also appropriate. With him taking the lead, the Prime Minister's Mansion was soon full of people.

"Okay." Prime Minister Lu Jian's official uniform was still on his body, and he was still holding his son's favorite peach blossom cake in his hand, watching the carriages approaching the door one after another: "Murong Jie, this old thief! Well done!"

"Master, what should we do now?" The housekeeper at the side bent down to support the dizzy Lu Jian, his heart twitched.

Lu Jian was so angry that his teeth were itchy. After all, it was the literati who couldn't do anything about them: "What else can I do? You go and invite the master from Zuixianlou first, and set up the mat quickly. Don't let outsiders see our jokes."

The wife of the family passed away early, and Lu Jian handled these matters with ease.He stood upright in the wind, his eyes shining fiercely.

There was no cloud above the head, and suddenly dark clouds rushed over quickly, and thunder rumbled.Bean-sized raindrops hit the oil-paper umbrella.

Lu Weiyang had a runny nose from the cold, and stood outside the door waiting for his father, whom he had never met before. Glasses were mixed in the wing room, and Jiang Ge lowered his head, looking at the empty seat beside him.

"This world is going to change." The white-haired old man walked slowly behind him, and suddenly made a sound that scared Lu Weiyang to jump up.

Mo Yi, who was holding the umbrella, also jumped, almost fell into the rain, and retorted with his mouth flattened: "What does the world change and you have anything to do with it?"

"It's not related, the old man just calculated that this young master won't survive the third year." The white-haired man squinted his eyes and couldn't see the light clearly.

Why didn't he say how many years he would not live, but that he would not live until the third year?In the end is playing tricks, or there is no deep meaning.

[Ancient divination has always been very accurate, but the secrets of heaven must not be leaked. 】

"Get out." Lu Weiyang's clothes were mostly wet by the rain.

After hearing the arrangement of this broken system, he stood at the door and waited. His legs were numb from the cold, and he didn't even see his father.

"Old man, it counts..." The white-haired old man was still wearing a strange gossip pattern, leaning on a curved wooden cane, and kept talking.

"Go away, our young master told you to go away, can't you hear me?" Mo Yi heard Lu Weiyang talking to the system, and took out pieces of silver from his pocket to drive the old man away.

The old man took the broken silver, walked slowly into the rain, raised his head, and enjoyed the washing of the rain to his heart's content.

"Hahaha." He looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. He coughed after laughing, then casually scattered the broken silver that Mo Yi sent him, and threw it into the water.

The sound of horseshoes sounded in the distance, and a man wearing a rain hat immediately sat, and when he saw Lu Weiyang, he accelerated over.

With a light "shoo", the beautiful white-haired horse stopped, which was completely different from the horse that Lu Yang had seen.

The prince's standard white horse.

"Why are you in a daze?" The man on the horse jumped down as soon as he retracted his long legs, his shrewd eyes were the prime minister.

Lu Weiyang crossed his arms and complained: "Why did Daddy come back now? Could it be that he doesn't want to see Yang'er anymore?"

"Are you still making arrangements?" Lu Jian strode to the study to change clothes.

Lu Weiyang hurriedly embraced the pillar to invite the award, and stretched his face over: "Congratulations, Dad?"

The location of Lu's residence is not in the middle of the street, so there are too many people walking around the gate today.Lu Weiyang noticed it early in the morning and told the kitchen to prepare.

His head was patted, and Lu Jian looked down at his strategic son, and his mood suddenly became brighter: "Here, my favorite peach blossom cake."

He went home in the rain to buy peach blossom cakes for his son, Lu Weiyang's heart warmed: "..."

A good father to someone else's family.

System, can I sever ties with Mr. President Lu and bring Mr. Lu Jian home as my own father?

[No way, the big boss will be angry. 】

Do you still have a big boss?

After Lu Weiyang took his seat, suddenly the eunuch with a whisk came over with a mighty motorcade, and suddenly said: "The emperor is here!"

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live." Everyone stood up and saluted, a certain part of Lu Weiyang's body was used too much last night, and it hurts from tearing.

He frowned, put his back into a strong chest, and saluted with the careful support of Prince Jin'an.

Everyone was shocked, even his father turned his head to look at him in disbelief.

Yang'er has never bowed to anyone since she was a child, and this was personally pardoned by the late emperor when he was still alive.

A trace of surprise flashed across Xiao Xuan's eyes, looking at the ministers kneeling together on the ground, he waved his sleeves and said, "Everyone loves you, when did Yang Yang become so alienated?"

"What?" Lu Weiyang bit her red lips and pretended not to understand, but realized something was wrong, and softly added the title: "Brother Emperor."

"When you saw me before, you were like a little tiger, never being polite." Xiao Xian said his changes in a serious manner.

This is undoubtedly a loud announcement to everyone, how much Lu Weiyang has been wronged when he married into the palace, so that he can kneel when he sees people like this.

"It's my husband who has gone with me, Yang'er has already married and started a family... No, I'm as ignorant as before." Lu Weiyang answered his words, not forgetting to put his hands in front of him.

Bending down, assume a ready-to-kneel position.As soon as he moved, the old and cunning ministers immediately smelled something weird.

"Okay, Yang Yang can do whatever he wants." Xiao Xuan sat on the top seat, his eyes were full of tenderness, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged under the cover of his wide sleeves.

The prime minister's mansion was full of excitement.

The mahogany round stool is too harsh, no matter how delicious the dishes are, Lu Weiyang can't swallow them, he really can't bear it.He walked over awkwardly and whispered to his father.

"Going back so soon?" Lu Jian put down his glass and led him outside the door, "I'll give you my cat."

The spacious carriage is so full of supplements, jewelry and bird's nest that it can only accommodate one person.The servants also prepared a cushion, and Lu Weiyang sat on it with the cat in his arms.

"You go back first, I'll go to the pharmacy to buy some medicine for smearing."

Xiao Ya looked at the unoccupied carriage, Prime Minister Lu's intentions couldn't be more obvious.

Anyway, he doesn't deserve to sit with his precious son.

"Keep your voice down." Lu Weiyang lowered his head in embarrassment, the cat in his arms was sleeping peacefully.

The carriage drove very slowly, and it was almost evening when we arrived home.The rain stopped, a rainbow appeared in the sky, and the sun shone through the window on the bedding.

The man on the bed chewed on the bedding before falling asleep, and the cat lay obediently beside him. Jiang Ge looked at the beautiful picture and broke it cruelly.

He asked Brother Murong about it, men are easily injured, and in severe cases, they may even bleed and rupture.

He lifted the quilt, and found that the person on the bed was naked, his snow-white skin glaring brightly under the sun, and his whole body was translucent and shiny.

"Meow! Meow! Meow!" The guardian of the big white cat bowed eagerly and was about to bite him, Jiang Ge was worried that Lu Weiyang would wake up midway.

Let Xiao Dezi feed him *, and he won't wake up until midnight.Jiang Ge carefully folded his legs, looked carefully, and applied the medicine on him.

Covered with the quilt again, sat on the bed.Like the man who successfully dismantled the bomb, he was relieved until he disintegrated the friendship between the prime minister and the emperor.

Let them fight each other, and he will have no problem asking for a hundred Lu Weiyang.

"My lord, I saw a carrier pigeon in the backyard. This is a letter." Xiao Dezi put away his stupid face, revealing his original appearance.

An arrow pierced straight into the pigeon's body, which is enough to see the viciousness of the archer.

"Good job." Jiang Ge took off the letter, rolled up the little note, and rubbed the face of the person on the bed with unfulfilled interest after reading it.

In the damp sewer, the black snake began to spit out red snake letters, ready to attack.

"Lu Weiyang, I didn't intend to kill you, but if you don't go to heaven, you will come to hell."

In deep sleep, his red and swollen lips were mercilessly tortured, and a pair of big hands squeezed his mouth into a big O shape, and stuffed a pill into it.

"My lord, there is no antidote to this medicine, you will irritate..." Xiao Dezi secretly clenched his hand, pinching the pigeon.

Carrier Pigeon's internal organs were about to burst, his eyes were like cold pools, and his heart had never softened.

"I didn't want to cause trouble at first, but they sent the child to me. If I, a wolf cub, don't open my mouth again, I'm really sorry for Prime Minister Lu's thoughts."

Jiang Ge raised his eyebrows, crumpled the piece of paper and put it into Xiao Dezi's palm.

In the room, the person who was sleeping soundly on the bed turned over in a daze, and didn't hear the conversation between the two.

The cat's paws kept scratching the back of his hand, and his face was soft, like a pure lamb, not at all like what was written in the letter.

Let's just say that the young master of the Lu family is favored, he is a spoiled playboy.But in Jiang Ge's view, he is a wolf in sheep's clothing.

While pretending to be good, maybe I will bite you back.

"You stinky cat, you! How dare you grab my hand." Lu Weiyang doesn't like small animals, looking at the bloody marks on his hands, he grabs its tail and lifts it in the air, scaring it twice.

The cat shrugged its ears, immediately begged for mercy, and showed him its paw.

"Okay, then you can sleep for a while." Lu Weiyang put him under the blanket, pressing against his warm chest.

The quilt was hanging halfway up his waist, and he didn't realize that his naked back was facing Jiang Ge.

Jiang Ge covered his mouth and coughed twice, and glanced at his beautiful back, soft curves, and stretched butterfly bones...

"Why are you here?" Lu Weiyang turned his head and wrapped himself in the quilt unnaturally, exposing the little fat cat's head.

One person and one cat stared at him blankly, with cute and confused eyes, the same style rounded their eyes.

"This king will give you the medicine. You fainted, and I will stay here." Jiang Ge told him what happened at double speed.

After taking the medicine, Lu Weiyang took a breath, and it really didn't feel so painful.But after taking the medicine, wouldn't he just read it again?

It was okay to say yesterday that the lights were dark, but there was plenty of sunshine here.

Thinking about it, two blushes climbed up Lu Weiyang's cheeks.He was like a deflated rubber ball, and the man propped his chin up, looking at him with a half-smile.

System, this prince who is suppressed everywhere will not like the original Lu Weiyang, will he?

[Host, you are going farther and farther on the road of whimsy, wake up. 】

"Then why is he... why is he so nice to me?" Lu Weiyang's back hurts, and he glanced sideways at the quilt on the edge of the bed.

The tiny gray fluff caught his attention.

Sha Mao grabbed his hand like this, didn't he wake up?

How is it possible, Lu Weiyang is most afraid of pain.There was an obvious smell in the air, not the smell of medicine, so his letter was intercepted.

"Jinrong." Lu Weiyang sat up, his round shoulders and delicate collarbone were undoubtedly revealed.

After it rained, the air was still a bit humid and chilly, Lu Weiyang shivered.

"Slave is here." Jin Rong stood guard outside the door, and came in as soon as he heard his call.

A thick scarf was wrapped around her face, and her long hair was tied in a bun.The eyes are still very attractive, but this outfit looks a lot like a hero.

"What's wrong with you?" Lu Weiyang immediately changed his words when he saw that there were outsiders beside him, "Jinrong, help me change my clothes."

He put on his coat, and went behind the screen with his shoes.

"Why are you dressed like this?" Lu Weiyang was about to tear off his scarf, but he nimbly dodged it.

In ancient clothing, it was okay to put on clothes after putting on shoes.

Jinrong knelt on the ground on one knee, picked up his feet and put them into boots, and dressed him again, all without saying a word.

It's weird, people who don't like me insist on pretending to like me.People who like me are like a lump of wood.

【Then you have to be tough, the overlord bows hard, pulls his scarf away, and you'll know. 】

Makes sense!

Before the system finished speaking, Lu Weiyang started to do it.