The regent's spoiled princess wakes up

Chapter 106

"This matter...you must never mention it to your parents." Yang Xuan thought for a moment, then pulled her back and asked after a long silence, "How can I get rid of that elixir?"

"Maybe... Maybe I have to find my master." Zhao Shuang also felt a headache. The whereabouts of Master Qingwu was unknown, and her master was also missing. Why do these old Taoist priests like to travel?Isn't it good to stay in one place?
"Then look for it." Yang Xuan stopped walking, held her face with both hands, looked into her eyes firmly and said, "Since God let me meet you, he will definitely return you to me intact."

As a concubine, she is short-sighted and has been poisoned with the elixir of death, so it is really worrying.

"My lord, if I can't find Master, I still won't be able to have a child... What should I do?" Zhao Shuang glanced in the direction of the flower hall meaningfully.

An Guogong and his wife are very old, and she can understand the two old people's eagerness to have a grandson.

The man suddenly changed his mind, his handsome eyes were a little timid, and he asked hesitantly, "Then when you...were planning to marry that Chen Yang, didn't you think about this question?"

At that time, she also took the elixir, didn't she also plan to go down the mountain to get married?

"Firstly, the Marquis of Yongchang's mansion is not a single lineage. Secondly... I thought that since Chen Yang inherited the position of Marquis of Yongchang, he would inevitably have to take concubines in the future. Naturally, heirs will not be a problem." Zhao Shuang glanced at him carefully. , lowered his head again, looked at the knee-high dog's tail and said grassyly, "In the past... I saw that there were many concubines in the palace, so I also planned to do so."

"What about now? Why do you think this is a problem now?" The man bent down and looked at her eyes teasingly from bottom to top, which was about to stick to her mouth.

"Because you, my lord..." Zhao Shuang hurriedly pushed his face away, her voice was as low as that of a mosquito, "You are different, my lord."

"Why is it so different?" Yang Xuan held her hand in satisfaction, and after a long detour, he turned to the direction of the flower hall.

"It's different from those Masters Gu and Master He," Zhao Shuang raised his head, blinking his long eyelashes and said softly, "It's also different from those men in the scriptures."

She was wearing a pale pink brocade with long sleeves today, with gorgeous red makeup, but not too much makeup, and her skin that could be broken by blows and bullets revealed innocence and innocence.

"Why are you so good at coaxing people today?" The man blushed a little at what she said, and resisted the urge not to kiss her eyes, "Shuang'er, let's go back."

When the two returned to the flower hall, they saw that Chen Yang and Honghu had arrived. Both of them had dressed up specially. Chen Yang was wearing a moon-white brocade robe, and the girl holding her arm was wearing a light pink dress. Several adults greeted each other like a loving couple.

"My lord!" Seeing Yang Xuan coming in, everyone stood up and saluted.

The woman in pink beside Chen Yang squinted her long and narrow eyebrows, looking at the handsome and handsome regent, and the corner of her mouth curled into a malicious arc.

An Guogong Yang Ling likes to listen to operas. After night fell, a small stage was set up in Chenxiang Garden, and a famous opera troupe in Shangjing was invited to sing.

As soon as the birthday banquet started, the church meeting also began.The martial arts students on the stage sang well and dazzled with kung fu, but Zhao Shuang felt bored after listening to it for a while, couldn't understand a word, and his head was buzzing from the noise.

Yang Xuan listened with great interest, and occasionally chatted with Mr. An Guo next to him.

After another half a cup of tea, Zhao Shuang was full and couldn't sit still anymore, pulled Yang Xuan's sleeve and whispered, "My lord, I want to go to the latrine."

Yang Xuan turned her head and glanced at her, knowing that she had relapsed from an old problem, feeling bored and couldn't sit still, so she winked at her and said, "Hurry up and come back!"

"Yes!" Zhao Shuang got the signal, and ran out of the flower hall.

"Princess." Ling Lan, the maid beside Li Shi, came over and asked, seeing her looking like a headless fly bumping around, "Where is the princess going?"

"Go...to the hut." The woman in the pink dress replied awkwardly.

"Maidservant lead the concubine to go." Ling Lan smiled slightly.

"Ling Lan, why don't you serve by the Duke's wife?" Zhao Shuang looked at the flower hall strangely.

This Linglan is one of the most capable maidservants around Li Shi, she used to run around, why is she not allowed to enter the house for such an important scene today?

"It's my servant's fault..." Ling Lan raised her head, her eyes sparkled, "A few days ago, the Duke was drunk, and this servant served him all night, and Madam didn't like it."

Zhao Shuang let out an "oh", and understood instantly.

It turned out that this little maid climbed onto Yang Ling's couch and was tabooed by Mrs. Li.Unexpectedly, at Yang Ling's age, he still...

Now it seems that Wang Ye is indeed a clear stream among the men in Shangjing.

Ling Lan took her to the hut and retreated.

Zhao Shuang went to the hut first and felt comfortable all over. After coming out, he paced slowly on the veranda, blowing the evening breeze.

"His Royal Highness." A familiar male voice suddenly came from behind.

She turned her head vigilantly, and sure enough, she saw a white figure covered in moonlight, jumping up the veranda from the garden in three steps and walking towards her.

"Why are you here?" She asked casually, then turned and walked towards the flower hall.

Since the last time I told him the word "Qingjiewu" at the back door of the palace, the two haven't spoken to each other yet.

The sound of singing can be heard in the distance, it seems to be the same as the martial arts scene just now, sonorous and sonorous.

"I'm from the south of the Yangtze River. I'm not used to this meeting, so I'll come out to take a breath." The young master in the moon white brocade robe whispered, and suddenly tilted his head and cupped his hands, "May I have a chance to speak, Your Royal Highness?"

"What's the matter with you?" Zhao Shuang didn't stop, and rolled his eyelids to give him a displeased look.

"The last time the princess talked about Qinglongwu, I'm afraid I heard some gossip about you." Chen Yang looked at her sincerely, and there seemed to be some affectionate eyes in his eyes, "Can your highness explain some time?"

"This palace is just hearsay, why do you have to explain?" Zhao Shuang said and was about to leave.

The man quickly walked in front of her to block her way, then solemnly bowed his hands and said, "If others misunderstand, I don't bother to explain, but Her Royal Highness is a person whom Changsheng respects very much. If you misunderstand Changsheng, I will be so sad that I can't sleep or eat."

"There is no one else here, so you can keep the long story short here." Zhao Shuang was blocked, and seeing that he was difficult to dismiss, she said casually.

It is not far from the flower hall, the fire is bright, and there are a few maids guarding it not far away, so they are not considered lonely.

"Princess, you and I are pure and innocent. Naturally, we are not afraid of other people spreading gossip, but if some little maids are ignorant..." The man in the moon white brocade robe raised his eyebrows at the two little maids not far away, " I'm afraid...if it spreads to the prince's ears, His Royal Highness the Prince Regent will be worried."

"It's fine if you don't say it." Zhao Shuang flicked his sleeves, too lazy to listen to his ramblings.

Chen Yang suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him again, his voice was full of charm, "Princess! Why don't you go to the pavilion, where the lights are bright, so that people won't misunderstand that you are giving and receiving privately with Your Highness."

　Thanks to the foolish little cutie for the 4 monthly tickets, it is not easy to add bricks and tiles, the hall master will remember it in his heart.

　　I glanced at the monthly ticket list, do I want to be so cumbersome at night, laughing and crying, the crane is about to end.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)