rich little concubine

Xiao Mumu took clean clothes and helped his young master to dress, and Luan'er handed him a handkerchief to clean his face.

"Who came to the palace?" Ji Ziyang asked after wiping his face.

"Master Xuehe, the prince's guard, brought a team of guards. He has been waiting for the young master in the front hall for an hour, and now the master is entertaining him." Xiaomu looked very anxious, watching Ji Ziyang still Slowly, and even more so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.

Ji Ziyang couldn't find it funny: "Then why didn't you wake me up earlier?"

Xiao Mumu really wanted to, but before he wanted to come, he was stopped by the expressionless but still vicious Lord Xue, who said that it was okay for the prince to let them wait for the princess to sleep a little longer.

Ji Ziyang was ashamed, what Lao Shizi's prince, did he know him very well?

"Oh, in that case, I'll have another breakfast."

"Ah?" Xiao Mumu almost fainted: "Master, isn't this too rude?"

"Uncle is the head of the family, the master is already entertaining guests, what else can I do."

As soon as Luan'er heard that the young master wanted breakfast, she immediately ordered someone to bring it in.

There were no outsiders around, and he didn't put on any pretense, he just picked up a bowl of millet porridge with a spoon and swallowed it into his stomach.

"Young master, don't worry." Luan'er refilled a bowl for him.

Ji Ziyang wiped his mouth, he was not in a hurry, he was hungry.

After eating and drinking enough, he adjusted his clothes slowly, changed into a gentle and polite appearance, and walked towards the front hall.

At the entrance of the front hall, two rows of guards stood respectfully and neatly on the left and right sides. They all kept their eyes on each other and stood upright. They looked plain and well-trained.

The guards saw Ji Ziyang salute in unison, and shouted loudly: "I have seen the princess."

The corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching, why did he suddenly feel a toothache?

In the hall, when Ji Yecheng saw the person coming, he immediately put on a benevolent look on his face and called him in.

Ji Ziyang bowed to his uncle, then nodded to Xuehe as a greeting.

Logically, he will be the princess in the future, so naturally he doesn't need to salute with the palace guards, but Ji Jicheng is different.

In front of Ji Jicheng, Xuehe represents King Zhenbei, so naturally he has to treat each other with courtesy, even three points of courtesy.

Although he holds an important official position, he is only of the third rank, while the prince of the royal family is the first rank.

Ji Ziyang took a seat aside.

He had seen Xuehe before. That day in the streets of the imperial city, he saw him mercilessly beheading a person with a knife in his hand. Even though he was sitting upright like this, his killing and decisive aura remained unchanged.

However, he was not timid that day, and he will not be today. He asked calmly and calmly: "I don't know if the blood leader came to the mansion. Is it the prince who wants to tell me anything?"

Xuehe has met a lot of people, especially those scholars who are not used to them. He has no strength to restrain a chicken. Seeing him, his eyes are timid. He is interested.

Immediately motioned for a person to come forward.

The man was dressed in strong attire, tall and straight, with sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes, and a sharp sword on his waist. He looked neither humble nor overbearing, and he came forward to salute Ji Zi's central bank.

"My subordinate Ah Liu has seen the princess. The prince said that there is no one available in the courtyard of the princess. He ordered me to follow the princess around in the future and obey her orders."

"Then Ziyang thanked the prince." Ji Ziyang was flattered and pleased, but in fact he was very bitter.

What the hell is this? He suddenly sent a guard over, clearly trying to watch his every move.

He didn't even enter the door, how did he offend him!

And the one who was in a worse mood than him was Ji Jicheng, whose expression changed in an instant.

Ji Ziyang just made such a fuss last night, and today King Zhenbei sent his guards over. Isn’t this a slap in the face, and such a trivial matter can be known, so it can be seen that King Zhenbei lost his military power back then, but he is still not to be underestimated watch for.

It is not unreasonable for the emperor to be so jealous of King Zhenbei.

After Ah Liu finished speaking, he stood respectfully behind Ji Ziyang, as if he had become his bodyguard.

At this time, Xuehe said again: "My lord is grateful for the emperor's kindness, so I have submitted a discount to advance the wedding date, which will be set in three days."

In one sentence, Ji Ziyang was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside!

what? !

Get married in three days?The expression on his face was finally broken, and before he recovered, Xuehe beckoned for the guards to bring two people in.

A man and a woman, both in their early thirties, they are not outstanding in appearance, but they are smiling, looking very festive.

He didn't know why, so he just heard Xuehe say solemnly: "These two people are carefully selected to teach intercourse for the princess, one for each man and one for the princess, and the princess can choose one to stay."

Ji Ziyang wished he would vomit blood and pass out on the spot, and teach him how to do sex?How can such a shameful thing be said on the table aboveboard!

The little wood behind him blushed and lowered his head.

I still need someone to teach me about sex?He has never eaten pork, has he never seen a pig run!

Gritting her teeth bitterly: "Thank you, my lord!" By the way, thank his whole family.

He pointed to the man to stay.

Ji Jicheng was also speechless in shock. The King of Zhenbei even asked about such trifles in person. Could it be that his nephew had known the King of Zhenbei a long time ago?

This move inevitably made him suspicious.

After Xuehe left, everyone in the Ji Mansion was in a hurry, and the three-day period was really rushed.

But the emperor has agreed to this deadline.

When Ji Ziyang returned to the courtyard, a group of maidservants came in to serve him tailor-made, and there were also those who chose the material and flowers.

All this happened so suddenly that he was caught off guard, and he didn't even have the least response, so he had to let others toss him now.

"Master, raise your hand"

"Master, turn around."

"Master..."

In front of his eyes, the servant girl shuttled back and forth, making his eyes dizzy. Only the guard who just arrived today stood motionless, like a stick of wood, and his expression did not change.

Seeing him so bored, Ji Ziyang couldn't help but tease him: "Your name is Ah Liu?"

Such a handsome young man, with such a vulgar name, doesn't match well.

"The real name of this subordinate is not worth mentioning, because I am the sixth in the family, so everyone calls me Ah Liu."

Ah Liu replied blankly.

Ji Ziyang heheed for a while, answered perfunctorily, and asked again: "Then your prince was so anxious to get married last time?"

Probably because his question was not very elegant, a trace of displeasure flashed across Ah Liu's expression, and he kept silent.

"Boring." Ji Ziyang pouted.

The maids measured his size and went out one after another. The man who was appointed by him to stay before greeted him with a smile.

"Princess, my name is Xu Ling. You see the time is running out, why don't I tell you earlier?"

Ji Ziyang raised his eyebrows, with cunning in his eyes: "Okay, let's talk about it." Let's see if he can name a flower, and also see how this ancient man described a man Cheng Huan: "But I have one condition .”

"If the princess has anything to do, just tell me, I don't dare to negotiate terms with the princess."

"Okay!" Ji Ziyang spit out a word lightly, with a mischievous smile on Xiaojun's face.