The First-Class Medical Princess

Murong Yuan stood aside, not too close to the princes, even Murong Ze, who had been following him, did not stand with him. As soon as Liu Ruxu left Biyuan, he saw Murong Yuan, and his eyes were naturally serious. As soon as the light came on, he walked towards Murong Yuan.

Su Yunchu also saw Murong Yuan first, and also saw Liu Ruxu walking towards Murong Yuan with joy in his eyes. Murong Yuan stood far away from her, and she couldn't hear his voice because he was sideways, and she I don't know what he said to Liu Ruxu, but looking at the shape of Liu Ruxu's lips, he knew that she was saying hello to Murong Yuan.

Just glanced over there, Su Yunchu looked away, but felt a little troubled in his heart, why did he see Murong Yuan at a glance in the sea of ​​people.

After asking a simple polite question, Liu Ruxu finally said to Murong Yuan, "My lord thinks, who is better at painting, Ruxu or Miss Su San?"

Murong Yuan's expression remained unchanged, but he still said to Liu Ruxu, "Miss Liu and Miss Su San each have their own merits, so there is no need to compete."

"But my lord said Miss Su San's painting is a stroke of genius. To get such an evaluation from my lord makes Ruxu envious. Ruxu also wants to know who is more talented in my lord's heart." Liu Ruxu didn't want to let it go, as if she must follow Murong Yuankou knows.

Murong Yuan frowned a little while listening, "I don't understand, so I can't answer Miss Liu's question."

Liu Ruxu paused, and he said he didn't understand, so why did she put so much effort into painting today, and why did she practice painting until her arms were sore in order to get him to take a look these few days? These years, because I heard that he is the only one in Daxin, I learned to paint, and suddenly turned the things I didn't like into things I like, but now I get a sentence that he doesn't understand, what's the point?

But Liu Ruxu refused to accept it, "My lord doesn't know much about Miss Su San, so he can tell at a glance that Miss Su San's painting is a stroke of genius, so why can't he comment on Ru Xu's painting?" Laugh, or continue. Today, she seems to be a little out of control.

Murong Yuan's eyes were cold, and there was already some unhappiness in his heart. He glanced at Liu Ruxu, and slightly lifted his thin lips, "No!" Murong Yuan felt a little dissatisfied for no reason when she said that she didn't know Miss Su San well.

There was a wry smile on the corner of Liu Ruxu's mouth, but she didn't ask any more questions after all.

Today, after Emperor Yongye left Biyuan, he suddenly said, "You should also take a look at which family's daughter is good, and it's time to choose a concubine."

Then a group of them appeared outside Biyuan.

And Liu Ruxu's comparison with Su Yunchu's questioning made him feel uncomfortable in his heart that he couldn't detect.

Looking at Su Yunchu in a blink of an eye, thinking about her painting today, I also felt a little funny in my heart, but in a blink of an eye, I found that the woman was chatting and laughing with Zhao Zhiyun, as if she had never seen him before, and he was still a little bit uncomfortable Understand why she looked at him twice today.

In this way, I felt a little irritability rising in my heart.

After feeling annoyed that she always saw Murong Yuan in the crowd at a glance, Su Yunchu also attributed it to the fact that she knew Murong Yuan, but of course she automatically ignored that she also knew Murong Ze.

So he walked with Su Yiran, Su Yiyan and Zhao Zhiyun one after another.

Unexpectedly, Murong Zhi walked towards them, with a gentle smile on his lips, and his steps were light and steady as he walked, as if "a man on the Moshang is like a jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world". It is not the same as Murong Yuan's loneliness. If Murong Yuan is the north wind hunting in winter nights, Murong Zhi is the spring breeze in March. Su Yunchu had seen handsome men like the four sons of Jiangnan. They were either gentle and detached, or calm and magnanimous. Naturally, they were also handsome and warm. But it is majestic and old-fashioned without deliberately alienating.