Chapter 335 (1/2)
Just after the lunar new year, the jubilation in Dajin has not completely disappeared, and the weather has not yet warmed. The Murong mansion in the inner city has already been decorated with lanterns. The servants and servants are running in the palace in a hurry, with trays in their hands. Some of them carry fruits and vegetables, and some are Papi pots and other utensils.
The reason why it is so lively today is the day banquet of two young masters in Murong mansion.
The housekeeper stood in front of the door all the time, smiling at all the masters. He suddenly felt that he had been slapped heavily on the back. Then he turned his face. Subconsciously, he wanted to look back and see that the servant was so bold. When he turned around, he saw a man with beautiful appearance, luxurious clothes and golden dragon patterns, but his expression was quite envious.
Seeing that it was the ancestor, the housekeeper's face, which he had intended to curse, turned into a flattering smile: ”Your Highness, the ninth prince, is here. The general is waiting inside. Please hurry up!”
Nanjingjin looked at the housekeeper in front of her with a flattering look, and pretended to be helpless. She said in a low voice with hints: ”he can't wait for me. Maybe he doesn't want me to come. Unfortunately, today, we brought some good things to the two young nephews. He can't shut the door of this hall!”
Speaking of this, he seemed to think of something proud, and then said with joy: ”furthermore, this hall is going to marry Miss Bai this winter. In terms of sentiment, we are both cousins and good friends of your general. You can't fool this hall. You must lead this hall directly to your general. Do you know that! ”
the housekeeper looked at him with a terrible look in his eyes, but on his face was a kind smile. He secretly scolded him. He was really an unstable master, but immediately raised his voice: ”yes, yes, yes, how dare we violate the words of your highness, come on!”
”Steward, the little one is here.”
Seeing that he was still excited by his little son, he immediately ran to wait for dispatch as soon as he heard the voice. The manager nodded with satisfaction, and quickly lowered himself to him, muttering to him, ”this is your Highness the ninth prince. Be careful and take your highness to see the general.”
On hearing that it was the ninth Prince's son, the youngest son in charge dressed up by the boy was shining in front of his eyes. He knew that this was an opportunity for his father to please the princes and nobles. The chicken nodded like a peck of rice. He looked around respectfully and said to Nan Jingjin, who was still looking around. He didn't know what idea he was thinking. ”Yes, your highness, please.”
When nanjingjin gave a grace, she carried her chin and followed him into the Murong mansion and walked directly to the hall where muronghao was. At this time, in the Liyu garden behind the second gate, a gentle and pleasant voice came: ”cousin, chui'er and Chang'er are so cute, especially Chang'er looks like a cousin!”
Jiang Luoyu, sitting in front of the stone table in the garden, heard the words. Her tea cup stopped for a moment. Her eyes flashed over the child's face held by Bai Yiwan. The radian of her lips was deeper, but she did not reply. Instead, she listened to Bai Yiwan and then faced him with a sly exclamation: ”but if you are a cousin, you must like to hang Er more.”
After hearing this, Jiang Luoyu was a little surprised, but a moment later, he saw the sleeping star holding it in his arms. After three months, he had opened his facial features, but his facial features became more and more delicate, just like the man's murongshu. After a moment, he shook his head helplessly and said in a low voice: ”what a clever ghost”
after that, he looked at Bai Yiwan's more and more proud smile, and his heart felt a little anxious Narrowly, she fixed her eyes on Bai Yiwan for a moment. Then she met her puzzled look and suddenly said with a smile: ”if I remember correctly, it will be your good time to wait until winter. If I go back from Murong house today, I will not be able to come out before marriage, right?”
The daughter's family suddenly heard that marriage would be shy, not to mention the most timid Bai Yiwan in the White House: ”cousin...”
Thinking of Bai Yiwan's marriage, the love at first sight between nanjingjin and Bai Yiwan, and the nine Prince's incessant struggle, which was even cited as a funny thing in the imperial capital city, Jiang Luoyu pinched Murong Chang's tender face in her arms with a smile, and her movements were extremely close.
”The ninth Prince's highness is of high moral character and good looks. He has military merits and gentle temperament. He is good friends with Zhaomin. In the future, even if he doesn't get to the throne, there will always be a prince. You are the gentlest one in Bai's family. Although you are a few years younger than your highness, you must get along well after marriage. Don't worry too much.”
Bai Yiwan listened to his advice and knew that this was the right thing to do, so she nodded slowly. The imperial concubine Jianyi walked quickly into the corridor and bowed to Jiang Luoyu, who was sitting at the stone table. Bai Yiwan reported that ”it's time for the hundred day banquet of the two little masters.”