Chuan Shuzhi became the regent's favorite concubine

"My lord, are you joking?" Luo Qingzhu's voice trembled, and the rosiness on her face gradually faded.

Qiu Longci pinched his chin and it felt good, so he pressed it a few more times. He was obviously in a good mood. The days when he didn't have to go to war were too boring, so it's better to find someone by his side to have fun. Luo Qingzhu in front of him Like a kitten, it is the best object.

"This king never jokes, my son, you have seen all of this king's body, and your body...is not bad, so this king decided to be responsible for you and accept you as his concubine. I am willing to marry his son into the palace. I heard that the prince treats you well, if this king marries you, do you think there will be a good show in the future?"

Luo Qingzhu is full of anger, and the marriage event is just a shield and an excuse to watch the show in front of the regent!Who else said that you must get married after looking at your body?And the Prince Ren treats him well by using him, okay?

But people are under the eaves, and their lives are in other people's hands. Luo Qingzhu has nothing to do if he is aggrieved, and he can only live by the winks of others, so he decided... to fight for it again.

"My lord, I'm still a student. It's inappropriate to talk about marriage now, isn't it?" Luo Qingzhu said confidently. Although the original owner is a proton, he pretends to be here to receive the influence of China's knowledge. He is the Imperial College Students who want to study!

Obviously, Luo Qingzhu underestimated the degree of thick-skinned Qiu Longci.

"You are eighteen years old, and you can get married long ago. There are not a few people who marry the students of the Imperial College. It doesn't matter. In a few days, the king will go to the son's mansion to marry you. At this moment, the emperor should also issue the imperial decree of marriage." Already, the dead son's mansion is waiting to receive the order." Qiu Longci pushed Luo Qingzhu away in front of him, his tone was so flat that he didn't seem to be talking about a big wedding.

Luo Qingzhu fell to the ground with a bang, and looked at Qiu Longci, who Shi Shiran left without tears, cursing inwardly, heartless man...

In the end, Luo Qingzhu was sent back to Shizi Mansion by a sedan chair.

"My lord, you are back. I haven't been able to find you for a day. I'm so anxious. Just now, someone came from the palace, and there came an imperial decree to bestow marriage. What's going on?" Luo Qingzhu's companion read When Mu An saw Luo Qingzhu entering the mansion, he immediately went up to him and asked, with an anxious expression on his face.

Looking at the golden imperial decree, Luo Qingzhu's eyes darkened, and he sighed with a bitter face, "I'm done..." Is he being robbed by the regent king?

This time I really can't escape.

Three days after the engagement between the regent king and Luo Qingzhu, the eldest son of the Luo Kingdom, the emperor personally bestowed the marriage, and the date of the marriage was announced to the world. All of a sudden, the nobles and famous ladies in the capital were shocked, and they laughed secretly. The prince's brainless son is actually going to marry the regent king as a male concubine?

The crown prince has always been playing tricks on Luo Guoshizi, and the two of them secretly did something, so is this the one who robbed the emperor's nephew, or picked up the emperor's nephew?

The Prince Regent is cold-tempered, not fond of sex, the city is deep and cruel, and no one in the capital dares to marry him. With the involvement behind him, everyone feels sympathy for Luo Qingzhu or is looking forward to the show.

There was no news from the Prince's side, but he sent a congratulatory gift to the Prince Regent's Palace, as if he was very happy that his Ninth Emperor Uncle finally got married.

Three days later, Luo Qingzhu sat in front of the dressing table and let his maidservant tie his hair. He listened to Mu An telling him what was right and wrong outside the house, and when he heard what the prince did, he spat secretly, " This prince is really heartless!"

The prince may be very happy, and he should be able to arrange his eyeliner to enter the Prince Regent's palace.

"Hey, Shizi, you can't talk nonsense. On a happy day, if others listen to it, you will get into trouble!" The servant girl was so frightened that she hurriedly stopped him.

Mu An also scratched his head, "My lord, don't you like the prince..." Do you like it?

"Say something unlucky." Luo Qingzhu gave him a sideways glance. Would he like the prince who used him up and sent him back to his hometown in Luo with severed limbs after he ascended the throne?

In the past few days, he has figured it out. The plots after he transmigrated into the book are still those plots, but he is not the cannon fodder of the original owner. He wants to change his ending. Survive by your own ability.

With such a big dynasty, he doesn't believe that there are no cultural relics to repair?

"Ah... oh." Mu An looked at Luo Qingzhu who had changed his temperament, and scratched his head in confusion, thinking that the son of the world was studying at the same table as the prince in the Imperial College, but he was going to die I have begged a lot of young masters to live, and I am not afraid of being ridiculed, but now I am ignoring the prince.

"Okay, Shizi's appearance is really first-class. With a little makeup and powder, the hair is as beautiful as the Huaxia Dynasty." The servant girl looked at Luo Qingzhu with satisfaction.

Luo Qingzhu thought she was exaggerating, so she inadvertently raised her eyes to look in the mirror, and couldn't help but hold her breath. The person in the mirror was dressed in a red robe, with picturesque eyebrows and starry eyes. Looking immature, I don't know what kind of outstanding appearance it will become when it grows up.

The description of this cannon fodder in the book as "a natural charm is all in the brows; all kinds of styles in my life are piled up in the corners of the eyes" is really not exaggerated at all.Luo Qingzhu's appearance is also clear and handsome, not much different from the person in the mirror, but the Luo Qingzhu in the book is even more elegant, and there is a little more inexplicable style.

"Get out, Wangfei, the horses are waiting outside the prince's mansion." The maidservant was full of joy, and unconsciously changed her words.

"...Okay." Luo Qingzhu didn't care about admiring this stunning face, and walked out dejectedly.

Men’s marriages are different from women’s. They don’t need to cover their heads or sedan chairs. They ride a horse with the bridegroom and go around the imperial city, and finally go to the place of worship. Royal weddings are even more grand. The same goes for Chang'an flowers.

Accompanied by the lively sound of beating gongs and drums, Luo Qingzhu came to the gate of the mansion, and the first thing he saw was Qiu Longci in a red robe riding a horse, with a face obviously unhappy, seeing Luo Qing A flash of surprise flashed in Zhu's eyes, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Come up, it's so noisy." The prince didn't even want to get off the horse, and stretched out his hand to Luo Qingzhu, who was reluctantly standing beside the horse, and said impatiently.

He hated this noisy scene the most. Everyone was staring at him, as if they were watching a show.

"Oh... hiss!" Luo Qingzhu stretched out his hand slowly. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt a huge force pulling him up. Suddenly, he sat on the horse, his heart skipped a beat in fright. .

"Drive!" Qiu Longci didn't wait for Luo Qingzhu to sit still, he waved the rope, and the horse under his crotch swung its front hooves and rushed forward.

Luo Qingzhu turned pale with fright, turned around, and hugged Qiu Longci's waist behind him tightly with both hands. Even if the posture was awkward, it was better than falling off the horse and being trampled to death by the horse's hoof.

A strange look flashed across Qiu Longci's heart, and he looked at the furry head buried on his chest with a little distraction, not knowing what it was like.