Dressed in the white moonlight of the blind prince

Chapter 11 The third son of Xiangfu (1)

Leng Sichen listened to the voice of the king, the king. . . . . .His hands are clenched into fists in his sleeves. He hates the word 'official' the most, because he is the son of the first emperor who was born to a court lady because of drunkenness. He is about to retreat hundreds of thousands of enemies, and he can only be a courtier. He has no qualifications to compete for the crown prince. To remind him, the late emperor named him Sichen, which also means 'sichen'. Let him Always remember that you are just a courtier.

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Hanyue couldn't help being a little sad, thinking that she must have forgotten to burn incense when she went out, so she was so unlucky, met that inexplicable strange man in black, and met the world-famous king, the skills of these two characters seemed to be higher than hers .

I haven't made any mistakes in the past five years. Why is this year so unlucky? It really is a bad year.

She quickened her pace, lightly stepped on the treetops, passed the low houses, and finally landed in front of an extremely luxurious house. There were two hideous stone lions at the door, which were as tall as a person. The lintel was tall and carved in stone. The word "Hanfu" on the door is dripping with ink, domineering and arrogant.

Han Xiang's mansion.

Han family.

The Han surname is the most distinguished surname in Cangming Kingdom besides the royal family's Leng surname. It is the surname of the prime minister of the current dynasty.

And each generation of emperors must marry the daughter of the Han family as their queen. the head of state.

It's just that the Han family has not yet sent a daughter to the palace, and the new emperor has not yet established a queen.

Hanyue stood at the door for a long time, and finally did not go in through the main door, but walked around to the back door, and gently knocked on the old and heavy red-lacquered wooden door.

The door squeaked, and it was opened from the inside. A little girl poked her head out, rolled her eyeballs around, and saw Hanyue standing at the door, she yelled, and ran out quickly Pulling Hanyue in, he said, "Miss, I heard that something went wrong at the Flower Conference, are you okay?"

"Alright." Hanyue tore off the veil from her face, and muttered, "Damn it, wearing this damn thing is really suffocating, worse than a mask."

"Ruyi, where are my clothes?" Hanyue reached out to the little girl Ruyi for clothes, "I have to change quickly, it's really not good for me to go out today."

Ruyi was used to those unknown nouns that always popped out of her young lady's mouth, so she was not surprised.

"Here." Ruyi handed a lavender skirt to Hanyue's hands. She kneaded it into a ball and put it under her armpit. She was about to walk into the room when suddenly the clothes under her armpit lightened. A little bit was pulled out, and then floated in the air, as if a transparent person was wearing it, it was so completely in the air, and the corners of the clothes were lifted by the wind, fluttering slightly.

Hanyue's eyes widened, her jaw almost dropped in shock, she blinked and blinked again, to make sure she was right, the clothes were floating in the air by themselves, as if someone was wearing them.

Nimei, this is haunted.

She had to change her clothes quickly, so Hanyue performed lightness kung fu and jumped violently, her hands were about to touch the corner of the clothes, but the clothes flipped in the air and flew higher, Hanyue jumped again, and the clothes flew again, like this After going back and forth, she was a little out of breath.

(End of this chapter)