Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 503 The Queen and Her Expression Pack ([-])

Accident?

Qiao Wei naturally didn't believe it.

Fiancé couples go shopping in a brothel together, sounds stupid, doesn't it!

Murong Zhuo also complained endlessly.

He couldn't say that it was the crown prince who told him that he would teach him some "skills" that could be used on the wedding night, so he followed him in a daze, right?

Who knew it was such an occasion.

What was even more unexpected was that he ran into his little fiancée who was also visiting a brothel here!

As soon as Murong Zhuo got angry, he forgot about the prince who was still waiting for him to go back in the kiln, and threw him back to Zhou Mansion by the neck of his young fiancée.

He lost it so loudly that Zhou's family saw that Qiao Wei was wearing an unsuitable men's clothing, so they guessed that she must be playing around and doing bad things, so they immediately sent someone to keep an eye on Qiao Wei, for fear that she would cause another scandal .

Under so many double eyelids, Qiao Wei can't act like a vacuum disappearing, so she can only stare at Murong Zhuo's back in resentment, silently praying that Zhang Yao will have a good time picking up girls in the brothel, and don't hate her for breaking up the gang halfway .

……

At this time, Zhang Yao had had enough fun in the brothel, and finally noticed that Qiao Wei, who had gone out to breathe, hadn't come back yet.

Not only that, her favorite girl was also called away by the bustard.

Zhang Yao waited left and right when no one came, so she opened the door and wanted to look for it.

As soon as he opened the door, he almost bumped into the man who was \/embracing\/right\/embracing in the corridor.

She took a closer look, hey, isn't this person the Prince Murong Shuo?

What's even more exasperating is that the girl in the prince's arms happens to be the one she likes the most!
Dare to love His Royal Highness, is this to snatch a girl from her?
Zhang Yao got angry from her heart, rolled up her sleeves, and her rough nature was undoubtedly revealed, "Everything is done first, how can you cut off my girl halfway?"

Prince Murong Shuo heard the voice crisply and somewhat familiarly, and when he looked at his face again, he felt somewhat familiar.

Murong Shuo spent a lot of time rolling in the pile of makeup and powder, his eyesight is naturally beyond the reach of ordinary people, and he quickly recognized this Miss Zhang who had met several times at the banquet.

He also knew that the old emperor and the Zhang family intended to match them up.

In the past, Murong Shuo felt that this young lady was sloppy and stupid, and he didn't think much of her. Today, seeing her dressed as a man and shopping in a kiln, it was inexplicably strange. He even glanced at her a few times, but felt that the more he looked at her, the more he looked at her. comfortable.

If such an interesting little girl enters his prince's mansion, how lively it would be!
Murong Shuo suddenly let go of Meiji from his arms, and laughed before saying anything.

"Oh it's you."

Zhang Yao's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately remembered her identity.

The eldest princess always said that the capital is no better than the border, and told her not to play around like before, if she was not careful, she would lose her head.

This... Will I lose my head if I'm found visiting a brothel?

Murong Shuo put Zhang Yao's shoulders affectionately, and pushed her into the room, "Come, let's chat about the old days alone."

Zhang Yao didn't have much awareness of men and women, so she was pushed into the room and sat down on the stool.

"Miss Zhang is very handsome in this outfit." Murong Shuozai looked at her carefully, as if he was looking at some famous painting.

As soon as someone praised her handsomeness, Zhang Yao scratched her head and giggled: "Hehehehe, easy to say, easy to say!"

Murong Shuo is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, Zhang Yao is very insightful, the two hit it off very well from the south of the world to the north of the earth.

Talking until late at night, Zhang Yao saw that Qiao Wei hadn't returned yet, she felt a little anxious and looked at the doors and windows repeatedly.

"Miss Zhang is tired?" Murong Shuo carefully noticed her absent-mindedness, and offered to ask the driver to take her back home.

Zhang Yao nodded, then shook her head, hesitatingly said: "I'm not going home, I want to go to Zhou Mansion to talk to friends first."

Murong Shuo nodded, "It's just right, I also want to go to the Zhou Mansion to find my ninth younger brother, so let's go together."

"Ninth Brother?" Zhang Yao was very confused, "How can I go to the Zhou Mansion to find His Highness the Ninth Prince?"

Murong Shuo smiled but said nothing.

The carriage drove towards the Zhou Mansion.

When they arrived at the corner gate, the groom knocked on the door, and the doorman answered. Zhang Yao asked, "Has your fourth lady rested?"

The doorman replied: "It should be a rest at this hour."

Zhang Yao nodded.

Knowing that Qiao Wei returned home safely, she breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to go back to the carriage.

Turning her head, she saw that Murong Shuo was looking up at the eaves of a certain place in a daze, Zhang Yao couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Tonight, the moonlight is blocked by the clouds, the stars are dim, and the eaves are pitch black, and nothing can be seen clearly.

Zhang Yao wondered: "His Royal Highness, what are you looking at?"

Murong Shuo withdrew his gaze and smiled lightly: "It's nothing."

"Oh, by the way, aren't you looking for His Highness the Ninth Prince?"

"It has been found."

"what?"

"I mean, it's late at night, I'll take you back to the house, so that the prime minister won't worry."

After a while, the wheels rolled away again.

In the darkness, there was a slight sound from the eaves.

"Who is it?" The sharp-eyed guard immediately jumped out of the darkness and looked nervously at the place where the voice came from.

"Meow--"

Accompanied by a faint cry, a thin civet cat jumped up and down the eaves and landed in the corridor.

"It turned out to be a cat." The nurses breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the dark place.

In the sky, the breeze blows away the clouds, revealing the brilliance hidden behind the clouds.

The moonlight quietly projects into the house through the eaves missing a small piece of tile.

The little girl's sleeping face was quiet and peaceful.

As if dreaming of something happy, her lips were always slightly curled up.

Moonlight broke into the boudoir, as if it also broke into her dreamland.

……

Two years are fleeting.

Finally, Ninth Prince Murong Shuo married Miss Zhou Qiao Wei.

One is an unfavored prince, and the other is a down-and-out noble daughter. The old emperor didn't show up at all, but Empress Zhou gave several boxes of pearls, jade, and gold stones.

The wedding ceremony of the young couple can be described as extremely shabby, just like ordinary people, just put on a red hijab casually, find a drum music guard of honor and wander around the city, kneel down, bow and kowtow, the wedding ceremony is considered complete.

Seeing that she was about to be sent to the bridal chamber, Zhang Yao held Qiao Wei's hand reluctantly, and tried hard to persuade: "Qiao Wei, if we don't get married, it will be a pain to be with the Ninth Prince."

Murong Zhuo: "..."

Hey, is he still alive?
Is it hard to follow him?

Murong Zhuo felt a little aggrieved and depressed.

Xipa didn't take it off, and a soft voice came from under the hijab: "I'm not afraid of suffering. As long as His Highness Ninth Prince loves me, my heart is sweeter than honey."

Murong Zhuo's depression dissipated as soon as he felt his heart pounding, as if a hundred deer were bumping around.

This silly girl...

Murong Zhuo suddenly snatched back his wife's hand, "My lady must be tired after standing for a whole day, let's go back to the room and rest."

As soon as Qiao Wei was sent into the new house, the prince came to join in the fun.

The starling who had always been at odds with him came to join him, Murong Zhuo looked like an enemy, his face was tense, and he saluted stiffly, "Mynah."

"I came today to congratulate my ninth brother." Prince Murong Shuo waved his hand, "Come here, present a congratulatory gift!"

(End of this chapter)