Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 423 Haze, condensed in the air
"alright."

Chu Sijiu is not hypocritical, entrusting others to do things, or this kind of important matter that is related to lifelong happiness, it is impossible to be coy.

Resolutely answer first, and then give an explanation.

"Mochou from Xinyancui is the chess master you know. She likes the Eighth Prince very much and wants to be his concubine in his backyard."

Dongfang Hao was surprised, and looked around, "Ah Jiuhua's big intention is to let me help Mo Chou enter the Eighth Prince's Mansion as a concubine?"

"That's right." Chu Sijiu nodded, picked a piece of lotus root for him, and smiled softly, "My lord, give me a sweet word, okay?"

Dongfang Hao looked at her speechlessly, helplessness appeared on his cold and graceful handsome face.

Anyway, he is also the one who wants to be the emperor, so how can such a small matter be so grand?
It caused him to think about things, and even thought that Chu Sijiu was going to negotiate with him and ask him to be a queen before he would accompany him into the palace.

As a result... I don't know whether to be happy or angry.

The mood is very complicated.

Taking a deep breath, he said lightly, "If the king refuses, what do you think?"

Chu Sijiu was not worried, at worst, he could draw a picture, "If the prince refuses, I have no choice but to discuss it with the eighth prince."

"The Eighth Emperor refuses, what do you do?" Dongfang Hao slammed her up.

"Will he refuse? Mo Chou is good-looking, has a superb chess skill, and is doing very well. If the Eighth Prince hadn't had nothing to do to tease her all the time and tease out the girl's infatuation, how could it be his turn. "Chu Sijiu let out his breath, it's not worth it.

I couldn't hold it back for a while, and complained angrily, "You men, you always think that women are just playthings. When you are happy, you raise cats and dogs to play with them. It is not at all unreasonable. However, women are also human beings, and they have feelings and desires. Those who have ideas, no, Mo Chou will remember it, it’s just that the soul is gone. I don’t need to use my brain to know about his backyard, women’s scheming, all kinds of tricks, Mo Chou, an innocent girl, was tricked by him gone."

Dongfang Hao frowned, and reminded her, "Mochou is a brothel girl, and the Eighth Emperor spends money every time he goes back."

Chu Si was speechless, and stared at him unreasonably, "That's right, all the money went into my pocket."

Dongfang Hao stared at her indifferently, and paused every word, "Why is Ah Jiu helping those top brands find husbands? Isn't Xinyancui going to open?"

Chu Sijiu raised an eyebrow and did not hide it from him, "My top cards are getting old and it's time to get married. Xinyancui has found someone to take over, and if one is married, a new one will come up. At most one month, the new Yancui will not belong to me."

"Why don't you open such a money-making business?" Dongfang Hao's eyes were deep.

Chu Sijiu narrowed her eyes, and leaned back lazily, "The purpose of my opening Xinqingcui was not just to make money. It was a coincidence that I was able to make so much money later. I don't like being a bustard. , Escort bureaus have been disbanded, why do you need Xin Yancui?"

"Ah Jiu is honest too." Dongfang Hao picked up a chopstick and began to chew slowly.

"It's easy to grow old if there are too many secrets." Chu Sijiu joked casually.

Lowering their heads, the two concentrated on eating, and the atmosphere was silent for a while.

"I'll talk to the eighth emperor about Mochou, it should be fine." Dongfang Hao saw that she was not very happy, so he handed her a promise letter.

"Hmm." Chu Sijiu was not surprised.

A woman, or a concubine, in the eyes of a man of their stature, is just an object, which can be placed anywhere, so it is not a big problem.

"but……"

Dongfang Hao frowned, and said hesitantly, "The Eighth Emperor has been a little out of his mind recently, and seems to have something on his mind. I'm not sure if it's appropriate to talk to him about this matter now."

Chu Sijiu was slightly stunned, and rolled his eyes, "If you put it this way, I really remembered that he did have some signs of a major personality change."

"Why do you know?" Dongfang Hao raised his eyebrows, wanting to hear her opinion.

"Do you still remember Qianyeqing's "Shenyang Map in the Desert"?" Chu Sijiu looked at him with big eyes.

"I'm very impressed." Dongfang Hao nodded, the painting was snatched up by many people, but it finally fell into Dongfang Jun's hands.

"Did the prince see any emotions from that painting?" Chu Sijiu looked at him with a smile.

Dongfang Hao's pupils tightened, and his face became slightly silent, "This king feels that he is very dissatisfied, and there is a depression in his chest, which is vented in this scene of Shenyang. However, when Guanghua appeared, his mood seemed to ease. It's full of sorrow, filled with it."

Chu Sijiu was determined to be stupid, and this bosom friend made her too sad.

Dongfang Hao raised his eyes and looked at her lightly, "I have a piece of Qianyeqing's "Autumn Day" in my collection. The large wheat waves are warm and unrestrained, and the picture is filled with a kind of lightness and joy from the heart. The aura of Shenyang The difference is huge. This king speculates that Qianye Qing should have been hit in the past two years, and her mood changed from great joy to great sorrow."

Chu Sijiu lowered his eyes, silent and speechless.

Sighing from the bottom of her heart, she thought, this bastard really understands me, and it's really because she likes him so much.

In just a few seconds, she raised her head with an extremely natural expression.

"I asked the Eighth Prince the same question, and he said that what he saw was deep despair."

Dongfang Hao frowned, "Despair?"

"That's right, the eighth prince has always been unrestrained and unrestrained, how could he have such a negative view? It's not normal, so I explained to him a few words, telling him that the sun will rise after it sets. Then he asked again, 'No. Will the morning sun that rose on the second day be the same Shenyang that went down the previous day?' Look at him asking this question, he is full of doubts and confusion about life. Moreover, his face is haggard, which is not the same as the usual radiant look. It's quite different. There must be something wrong." The more Chu Sijiu thought about it, the more he felt that he was abnormal.

Dongfang Hao frowned, feeling suspicious in his heart.

Seeing his deep face, Chu Sijiu smiled and comforted him, "Actually, I think the Eighth Prince is too busy, a person who is used to idleness, suddenly put on a rope, and let him grind every day, and he couldn't adapt for a while. It’s normal to feel a little hopeless about life.”

She has seen the world. In her last life, many children were forced by their parents to study and attend various training classes, and they became depressed a lot.

Thinking about it is also pitiful.

"There are a lot of things in the past few months, and it is indeed very busy. Tomorrow, the Japanese king will send him a few more people." Dongfang Hao thought for a while, and it seemed that this was the only answer.

His emperor's younger brother is smart enough, with a lively brain and a strategy.

Just lazy.

"Besides, this king will talk to him about things that don't bother him."

"Well, let the prince bother."

"How does Ah Jiu plan to thank the king?"

"In the way the prince likes."

"Well?"

"Haha, my lord, don't pretend, you understand."

……

This floor directly covers the bedroom.

Afterwards, the mutual gratification, body entanglement, and soul entanglement... made them not think too much about Dongfang Jun's abnormality. What is the reason for it?

At this time, if Chu Sijiu's brain circuit is willing to turn around a few more times, Dongfang Hao can think of sending someone to check Dongfang Jun's whereabouts.

Even on this topic, the two can chat for another half an hour.Perhaps, they would not easily let go of such a big clue.

The haze condenses in the air, and will eventually merge into a thick black fog, covering their lives.

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