Being a Lady of an Influential Family

"Naga next year, are you going?" Long Yue who was sitting on the side suddenly asked. The others immediately quieted down, and Qi Qi looked at Fu Fengcheng. Naturally, they have already received news from their families, and there must be a place for them among the people who will visit Naga next year. But unexpectedly, Long Yue would actually ask Fu Fengcheng.

Xiao Yiran frowned, feeling that Long Yue was going too far.

In the past, it was okay to compete with Fu Fengcheng, but now he is still targeting Fu Fengcheng everywhere, and even pokes people's wounds specifically,

"Dragon..." Xiao Yiran was interrupted by Fu Fengcheng before he finished speaking, and Fu Fengcheng said lightly: "Go."

Long Yue nodded, said nothing more, and sat back to his original sitting position leaning against the back of the chair, which was somewhat lazy. As if he really just wanted to ask Fu Fengcheng this sentence, without any other meaning, since he got the answer, he naturally stopped saying anything.

Xiao Yiran was a little surprised, "Fu Fengcheng, are you going to Naga?"

Zhang Jingzhi said with a smile, "I heard that Commander Lu and Prince Mu only returned to Beijing after visiting Governor Fu two days ago. It must be to talk about this matter, right? I remember that Brother Fengcheng graduated from the Sedes Royal Academy. Naga The second prince also graduated there."

Xiao Yiran rolled her eyes, "I also graduated there, and I have been classmates with Carlos for a few more years."

He is different from Fu Fengcheng who went abroad since he was a child. He went to the university directly. Although the age of admission is much younger than ordinary people, after all, the elite education of the royal family is still useful. But he entered school at the age of fifteen, and Fu Fengcheng had already graduated after finishing the first grade.

The most depressing thing is that Fu Fengcheng returned to China for a master's degree at the age of sixteen, and he returned to China for a bachelor's degree at the age of twenty.

Sure enough, it is a comparison of goods to throw away, and a comparison of people to death.

"Hey, so the third prince and Carlos are real classmates. They are about the same age, and they are both princes, so they should be familiar with each other, right?" Shen Sinian was a little curious.

Xiao Yiran said angrily: "I'm not familiar with that guy, and in our class... it's not uncommon to have seven or eight princes, okay?"

That is to say, the Anxia royal family is not very keen on having children now, but there are still many royal families in this world who are still keen on having children. For example, Carlos' father, besides Carlos, the second prince, has seventeen or eighteen sons, and it is said that the youngest of them has not yet passed breastfeeding.

"..." Everyone felt that Xiao Yiran should not be expected to know anything useful.

Zhang Jingzhi looked at Fu Fengcheng, "Brother Fengcheng, what kind of person is Carlos?"

Fu Fengcheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought for a moment before speaking, "If he succeeds smoothly, he may be the most outstanding king of Naga in the last five hundred years."

"So powerful?" The others couldn't help being shocked, this evaluation is really too high.

"What if?" Zhang Jingzhi had some special opinions, "Brother Fengcheng is not optimistic that he can succeed to the throne?"

Fu Fengcheng took a look at him, "The current Queen Naga is the cousin of King Ashino II, who has given birth to three princes and two princesses for the king. As far as I know, Ashino loves this queen very much. Carlos's My mother died of miscarriage because of Arsino II's insistence on accepting his cousin as his concubine."

"Tsk." Xiao Yiran couldn't help sighing, "You haven't met Carlos a few times, and you know so much?"

As for the grievances and grievances between the two queens before and after King Asino, Xiao Yiran, who is in the royal family, has long been familiar with it, so how could he feel any emotion?

Long Yue frowned, "Since that's the case, why did Ashino make Carlos the crown prince?"

Zhang Jingzhi said with a smile, "I do know a little bit about this. Carlos' mother family is also a very powerful family in Naga. They have been seeking to make Carlos the Crown Prince for many years. There is no news. Carlos' contribution this time... It is not an exaggeration to say that he saved the country from subjugation. Such a great contribution, what else can be rewarded besides the crown prince? No matter how much Arsino favors The new queen must also take into account the thoughts of the subjects. Besides, the eldest son of the new queen is only fifteen years old this year, and it may take a few years before he wants to compete with Carlos."

Shen Sinian looked at a few people, "So, do you want Carlos to inherit the throne?"

Zhang Jingzhi smiled and did not answer this question, and the others naturally did not answer his wishes, so Shen Sinian who was left out could only look at the sky silently and rolled his eyes.

Xiao Yiran patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "Cheer up, I've been used to it in the capital these years."

"..." Just get used to it yourself, thank you.

In the stable on the other side, the three of Leng Sa were watching the horses in the stable carefully selecting.

Yongcheng is the capital of the six southern provinces. There are countless powerful and wealthy people gathered here. The horses in the racecourse are naturally selected from thousands of good horses.

But even so, in Song Lang's eyes, he still felt very ordinary, far less good than the horses raised in their family.

"This horse looks good, and its temperament is still docile, why don't you give it a try, Young Madam?" Song Lang pointed at a docile white horse.

Leng Sa stretched out his hand to touch the horse, and it turned out to be a good and docile horse.

Xiao Nanjia stood aside and watched, and suddenly said, "I also think this horse is good, how about letting it go to me, Young Madam?"

Song Lang glanced at Xiao Nanjia, "Isn't there already a princess?"

Xiao Nanjia didn't care, "I didn't ride that horse very well just now, and I was about to change it. I like this horse, Mr. Song, don't you think this horse matches my clothes today? "

Song Lang glanced disapprovingly at Xiao Nanjia who was dressed in white. The most important thing is that the horse is good, whether the clothes are good or not is not important at all. What's more... white clothes and white horses, who knows whether to look at you or the horse?

Leng Sa smiled and said, "If the princess likes it, let the princess give it to her. I'll pick another one."

Seeing Leng Sa's calm and calm appearance, Xiao Nanjia felt even more suffocated, and was about to speak, but Leng Sa had already walked past her and walked directly to a black horse, "Song Shao, What do you think of this horse?"

Song Lang's eyes lit up. This horse was plump and graceful, with strong muscles and slender limbs. It was a good horse at first glance. But... "This horse seems to have a bit of a temper. Why don't you think about other things, young lady?"

Leng Sa stretched out his hand to touch the horse, the horse was indeed not as obedient as the white horse just now, although it was not violent enough to kick people, but it was also a little irritable walking around in place, obviously trying to avoid Leng Sa's hand .

Leng Sa smiled and said, "No, that's all. I saw it very well for my eyes."

Seeing that she insisted that Song Lang didn't want to say anything, nodded and said: "Then young lady, be careful, if young lady is free to go to the northwest, I will give young lady a good horse."

Leng Sa smiled and said, "Young Master Song said so, so I have to go to the Northwest no matter what, otherwise it's a good thing?"

Song Lang couldn't help laughing out loud, thinking that this young lady of the Fu family was very interesting. She doesn't look like a girl in the south of the Yangtze River that can be raised by water and soil, but more like their girl in the northwest.

"Young Madam will definitely like it if she goes to the Northwest."

Three of Song Lang went to choose a horse, but only Song Lang came back.

Seeing Song Lang who came back slowly, Shen Sinian couldn't help asking, "Where are Princess Chaoyang and Mrs. Fu?"

Song Lang shrugged, "Mrs. Fu said that she wanted to develop a relationship with the horse, and Princess Chaoyang chose a new horse. Maybe... she also needs to cultivate a relationship?" Song Lang looked at it meaningfully when he said this. He glanced at Xiao Yiran.

Xiao Yiran immediately shouted in his heart: It's terrible!

Xiao Yiran was so regretful that she agreed to bring Xiao Nanjia to Yongcheng at the beginning. He, a half-sister, didn't know what was going on. She usually looked so smart that she would get dizzy whenever she encountered something related to Fu Fengcheng.

If you are capable, you would have to marry someone else to death? Now that everyone is married, you still insist on making a fool of yourself, you have completely lost the face of the royal family.

The most important thing is... Xiao Yiran glanced at Zhang Jing who was sitting on the side without any trace.

The Zhang family and the royal family intend to marry, but Zhang Jingzhi obviously has no interest in Xiao Nanjia.

That's it, Xiao Nanjia is still acting like a demon, could it be that she thinks that the prime minister's son must be married to her?

"Why don't we go and have a look too? It's time to go for a run after resting for so long." Shen Sinian said.

The others didn't have any comments and stood up one after another.

Just as he was about to go in the direction Song Lang pointed, he saw two people and two horses running towards him on the racecourse not far away.

Sure enough, Xiao Nanjia changed to a white horse, while Leng Sa was riding a black horse.

Shen Sinian snorted, "I remember that horse, it seems to have a bad temper." Originally, he also wanted to choose that horse, but the horse had a bad temper. The point is, that horse's name...is actually called Black Rose? ! He is a big man riding a black rose, is it plausible?

"Didn't you say they were going to develop a relationship with the horse? Why so fast?" Xiao Yiran gave Song Lang a sideways look.

Song Lang also felt that it was quite fast, but he wouldn't show it. Shrugging his shoulders, he said calmly: "It's so fast, it seems that Mrs. Fu and this horse are destined for each other."

"..." Everyone was speechless.

Zhang Jingzhi glanced at Fu Fengcheng worriedly, "Brother Fengcheng, are you okay?"

Fu Fengcheng said lightly: "It will be fine." At least, it will not be Leng Sa's fault.

In the racecourse, the two people who were riding horses at a slow pace didn't know what to say, Xiao Nanjia suddenly started to speed up, and the white horse instantly overtook the black horse and rushed forward.

Leng Sa was not in a hurry, he reached out to touch the horse and said a few words with his head down.

I don't know whether it was her words that stimulated the horse, or the self-esteem of being a BMW could not tolerate other horses running in front of her, the black horse also suddenly started to speed up, and chased after Xiao Nanjia in front.

But in an instant, Leng Sa surpassed Xiao Nanjia and rushed to the front.

Xiao Nanjia snorted softly, patted the horse and sped forward again, and the two horses just galloped forward in the racetrack, chasing each other.