Female Queen Quick Time Travel: The Wife is a Husband Lover

  Chapter 766 The next husband of His Royal Highness King Xian (36)

   "Oh! She is very shrewd."

  The third princess drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, looked at Luo Jinchen's direction and smiled.

  If Su Qi loves this little prince so much, then she doesn't mind giving her good sister a big gift.

  Is the life of Xianyun Yehe difficult?

  Why do you have to get involved in this struggle?

  Actually, the third princess was really reluctant to attack Su Qiruo.

  Her ninth younger sister is much younger than their older sisters, and she also hugged her when she was young.

  Soft and fragrant, it sounds especially nice when she is called "Sister Sanhuang". She feels happy even thinking about it now.

  Even if she has a daughter later, the feeling of holding her in her arms is not as deep as that of Jiuhuangmei when she was young.

   But so what?

   Those who stand in her way deserve to die!

   If you want to blame, you can only blame her for being the eldest daughter's direct sister. They will never stand on the same line.

  The wine glass fell heavily on the table, and the third king beside him hurriedly took out his handkerchief to wipe the spilled wine.

  The third princess took the handkerchief from him and wiped the wetness on the back of her hands, then threw the handkerchief on the third king, got up and walked out.

  The sight that fell on Luo Jinchen disappeared, and his frowning brows relaxed a little.

   During the intermingling of cups and cups, Luo Jinchen seemed to be a little drunk from the aroma of the wine in the hall, and it was not safe for him to enter the palace alone, and it would be unsafe to leave too late, so he took the initiative to talk to the queen, and left first.

  The Empress felt sorry for her little son-in-law, and ordered Eunuch Li to fill him with bird’s nests and ginseng, and then ordered the Imperial Forest Army to personally **** him out of the palace and back to the mansion.

   Before the carriage stopped, Luo Jinchen heard Qiao Butler's voice from outside.

   "Why did Wang Jun come back so early?"

   Counting the time, the banquet is probably not over yet!

  Luo Jinchen lifted the curtain of the car and glanced at Butler Qiao whose eyebrows were already frozen, feeling an indescribably warm heart.

   I have to say that the people in the Nine Emperors Mansion treated him sincerely.

   This kind of kindness from the heart was something he had never experienced when he was in Luofu.

   "It's getting late, I'll be back first after telling my father. It's so cold outside, why are you standing here?"

  Luo Jinchen did not enter the mansion in a carriage, but walked down first.

  Butler Qiao smiled, covered his face that was flushed with cold, stamped his feet and said, "It's getting dark, my subordinates are worried about you, and I'm going to take someone to pick up Wang Jun at the gate of the palace later!"

   Butler Qiao was indeed worried about Luo Jinchen, so she came out to wait as soon as it got dark.

   When His Highness left, he entrusted all the people in the mansion and the king to her care, and she dared not make any mistakes.

  Especially Wang Jun, she is still looking forward to His Highness coming back soon and together with Wang Jun to give them a few more little masters!

   "There are escorts in the palace, you are old, don't care about your body like this in the future."

  Although Luo Jinchen was moved, he did not agree with Butler Qiao's actions.

   "This subordinate is only in his early forties, and he can still serve His Highness and Wang Jun for decades. Wang Jun, don't you think that your subordinates are clumsy?"

   While talking, Butler Qiao took out a purse and secretly stuffed it into the imperial forest army who came to **** Luo Jinchen back to the mansion. He clasped his hands and thanked everyone, and then took Luo Jinchen back to the mansion.

  The door of the Nine Emperors' Mansion was closed from the inside, and it quickly became quiet outside the door.

   "Butler Qiao is His Royal Highness' right-hand man, who would despise you? Everyone hopes that you will live a long life!"

   "Your Majesty is still able to speak. If it were His Highness, I'm afraid the inkstone would have hit his subordinate's head by now."

   Butler Qiao curled his lips and joked with Luo Jinchen.

   "Your Highness is not a harsh person, so don't say that."

  As soon as the wife-protecting little Wang Jun spoke, Butler Qiao knew that he was wrong and shouldn't make fun of His Highness's affairs.

   "Yes, yes, yes. It's all the subordinate's fault. It's getting late, so go back and rest!"

The   person has already picked it up, and the butler Qiao can't send it in anymore.

  There are hidden guards inside and outside the mansion, so there is no need to worry about it.

  Luo Jinchen nodded, took two steps and turned around to stop Butler Qiao.

   "I want to go to Chongfu Temple to offer incense tomorrow, please ask Butler Qiao to help arrange one or two."

   Without a female escort, Luo Jinchen could only ask Butler Qiao to arrange an **** for him, so as not to be bumped into by someone who didn't need it.

  Now his identity is no longer what it used to be, and what he goes out to represent is no longer the Luo Mansion, but Su Qiruo, the Ninth Emperor's Daughter.

   "Subordinates obey."

   Butler Qiao didn't ask too much, in fact, she guessed the reason as soon as Luo Jinchen opened his mouth.

  Liancheng has never sent any news, Wang Jun is probably thinking about it!

  Whether it is good to go out and burn incense sticks, it is also a good thing to be able to calm one's heart.

  Luo Jinchen took off his heavy court clothes, sat in front of the bronze mirror and looked at himself in the mirror.

  His father had a good appearance back then, otherwise he would not have caught the eyes of the concubine of the Luo Mansion.

  Both his and his brother's faces are more like their father's, but the elder brother thinks a lot on weekdays, and he is used to looking dignified, which adds to the sense of being unapproachable.

  He is reticent, immersed in the sea of ​​books since he was a child, and he is full of bookishness.

   Fortunately, this face is not bad, otherwise he would feel ashamed standing in front of His Highness.

   He dug out those letters that he carefully treasured and read them word by word, and then called hot water to come in for a wash.

  Chongfu Temple is less than a hundred miles outside the city. If you leave early in the morning, it will not affect your return to Beijing in the afternoon.

  Because the king is going to travel far away, all the guards sent out by the Ninth Emperor's Mansion are hidden guards in disguise.

  The guards dispatched from the palace are not good enough in martial arts. If something happens outside, it can only be used to fill the number of people, which is useless.

   Butler Qiao is not very good at martial arts, so he didn't follow along to join in the fun.

  There were two drivers sitting on the shaft of the car, both of whom were wearing bamboo hats so they couldn't see their faces clearly.

  When the two saluted Luo Jinchen, their movements were crisp and neat. Looking at the calluses on their hands, Luo Jinchen knew that these two were not ordinary car wives.

  He didn't doubt the people in the Ninth Emperor's Mansion at all. His Highness the Ninth Highness has not been in the capital for so many years, but the plants and trees in the Ninth Emperor's Mansion are still well taken care of.

   Which of the emperor's daughters is simple?

  Luo Jinchen got into the carriage, Qingyu secretly lifted the curtain and took a look at the person driving the carriage in front, then quickly shrank back.

   "He has a tall and straight body, with strong arms, and looks like a master of martial arts."

  Qingyu's soliloquy made Luo Jinchen and Qinglu sitting in the car laugh.

   "When will you read pictures again?"

  Qinglu pushed the covered charcoal basin towards Luo Jinchen's feet, and joked with Qingyu with a smile.

  Qingyu's ears turned red, and she puffed her face and said, "It's not about reading, it's about being good at observing."

  Wang Jun is like this on weekdays. Didn’t he learn everything from Wang Jun!

  (end of this chapter)