Rebirth and Revenge: The Black-bellied Prostitute

Thinking of this, Mrs. Hou Ye's eyes narrowed, like an old fox staring at a chicken.

"Old Mrs. Hou Ye, what you said may not be too disrespectful to the prince."

The Seventh Prince Zhou Xuanchu finally spoke.

It doesn't feel good to be ignored, especially when Zhou Xuanchu is still the emperor's son, he should be the star of the world.

Zhou Xuanchu had never experienced such a feeling of being ignored by everyone.

"This prince believes that Xiang Ye is definitely not such a powerful person. Besides, with this prince protecting the matchmaker, I think Xiang Ye will sell the seventh prince to save face."

Zhou Xuanchu and Zhou Xuanqi had similar ideas.

Xia Chiwan is certainly beautiful and smart enough, if she can marry her, it would be the best policy and she would be lucky.

However, they would never ruin their own affairs for a woman.

For this reason, neither Zhou Xuanqi nor Zhou Xuanchu would choose to have a deadlock with Xia Chiwan.

However, both of them have the same opinion.

That is, I don't need to marry Xia Chiwan, but Xia Chiwan absolutely cannot marry the prince (the seventh).

When Madam Hou Ye heard Zhou Xuanchu's words, her complexion immediately became unsightly.

The Seventh Prince's sponsorship, although not as good as the marriage bestowed by the emperor, is still quite a blessing.

Especially just now, Xia Boran has been described by her as an unscrupulous father who buys and sells his children.

Under such circumstances, it is the best policy for Xia Boran to agree to Li Xuzhi's marriage proposal.

Just as Mrs. Hou Ye thought, no need to think any more, Xia Boran behind the door finally reacted.

With a "squeak", the closed vermilion door of the Prime Minister's Mansion was finally opened again.

As soon as the door was opened, Xia Boran could smell the stench coming towards him.

However, Xia Boran maintained a very indifferent smile on his face.

It seemed that the things at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion had no influence on him in the slightest.

In terms of Xia Boran's elegant demeanor like a chrysanthemum, some people even suspect that the filth in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion does not exist at all.

It was they who had hallucinations, not Xia Boran's full endurance.

"The Seventh Prince is here, and I am really disappointed. The situation in the Prime Minister's Mansion is such that I am really ashamed."

However, Xia Boran didn't respond no matter how, but if you observe carefully, you will find a problem.

The majestic Seventh Prince came down, but Xia Boran's feet had been standing inside the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, without taking a step outside.

Xia Boran looked like a root had grown under his feet, and that root had already penetrated into the soil, so he couldn't move.

Seeing Xia Boran like this, Xia Chiwan smiled mockingly.

"By the way, my prince was about to ask, what happened?"

The Seventh Prince looked at Xia Boran, and then at the pile of filth at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

In the end, the Seventh Prince turned his gaze to Mrs. Hou Ye, as if he didn't understand why Mrs. Hou Ye was here.

"Speaking of it, it's a scandal. Young Master Yongjing suddenly fell in love with a man. After the old Mrs. Hou knew about it, the old Mrs. Hou blamed it on the lower officials."

The Seventh Prince asked, of course Xia Boran couldn't help explaining.

"It's also my fault, the male favorite of Young Lord Yongjing is a book boy bought by the Prime Minister's Mansion as a gift to Young Lord Yongjing. At the beginning, Young Master Yongjing's book boy committed some crimes in the Prime Minister's Mansion and was sold. The lower officials had no choice but to re-elect a bookboy for him."