Chapter 1135 (1/1)

”I've also heard that this time, marquis Xian and his son came to Beijing with them to find a suitable marriage for his son in Kyoto. I don't know who's lucky enough to be in the eyes of marquis Xian.”

”Isn't it obvious? If you want to find the right relatives, why do you want to go to Beijing? And you chose to go to the palace today? Obviously I want to see Princess Changle. ”

At this time, the Marquis Xian Guang had already approached, and all of them shut up and started to say hello with a smile.

Wu pulled his daughter's sleeve and whispered, ”liu'er, what do you think of this Xian Guang Hou son?”

Sun Liuliu listened to his mother's words and looked up at the gate of the hall. The young man with a long body, a sword eyebrow and stars, and a thin lip slightly hooked with a smile. She looked at him stupidly, and his eyes seemed to fall on her face. She hurriedly lowered her head, her chest was like a small bump, red as fire.

”What do you think of this son of Xianguang Marquis?” Wu asked again.

Sun Liuliu's head hung down, and his voice was like a mosquito's voice: ”Niang, in public, what kind of mouth do you have?”

As soon as Wu Shi saw his daughter's small appearance, he wondered what else he didn't understand. ”I think this Xianguang Hou Shizi is much better than that Wan Gongzi, and my mother will help you pay more attention.”

Sun Liuliu's face is more and more red. I wish I could find a crack to get in at once. My mother will never change her nature if she doesn't speak. Fortunately, there is a lot of noise in the palace again. Their mother and son's voice hasn't been heard. Otherwise, I can't stay any longer.

At this time, the eunuch outside the palace sang again, ”Mr. Wan is here.”

Although there is no name and no official rank, when Mr. Wan is sung, the noise in the hall is also dissipating. Everyone's eyes fall on the door of the hall. Mr. Wan is fifty-eight years old, his temples are gray, but his spirit is still very healthy, his face is very ruddy, and he is not much less than a man in his forties.

It's Jianyun who leads Mr. Wan into the hall together. She is also in her fifties, but she looks no different from the woman in her forties. She has a beautiful face and a detached temperament. There's a kind of flavor that Xu Niang still has, though she's half old.

Wan Kun came in after the two men. Although he was only 13 years old, he had the height of a normal adult man. In addition, he had been practising martial arts for a long time. His body shape was stronger than that of a normal teenager. There was no expression on his handsome face, no joy or anger, and his eyes were cool and pale, as if everything was under his eyes and nothing was under his eyes.

Wu pulled the sleeves of his daughter's clothes again and lowered his voice: ”Liu Liu, you see this ten thousand childe, it's not bad.”

Sun Liuliu looked around and saw wankun turn around and drill in the corner. She found the least impressive seat and sat down. She was going to be 13 years old, but she had such a bearing. But she always felt that Wanjun was too cold and didn't seem to get along well with him. Compared with him, she was more interested in xianguanghou Shizi.

Then the eunuch sang, ”here comes Prince Jiao.”

At this time, the palace began to talk about: ”this Jiao Prince is the prince of the Zhou Dynasty?”

”It's said that he came from the Zhou Dynasty, and there was only one prince in the Zhou Dynasty. He will be the king of Zhou in the future.”

”When Mr. Wan ran the full moon wine for Mr. Wan, I once saw the prince Jiao in the garden of Wanfu. At that time, he was only a two-year-old baby. Unexpectedly, this blink of an eye was so big.”