Fast pass system: hide the boss, please accept the move

Chapter 193 The Empress Is So Beautiful (14)

On that day, Murong Chen took the pendant Shunhua gave him, and when he returned, he gave her a lot of things in return, causing people in the palace to discuss a lot, wondering if their relationship had gotten closer.

And after that day, did Murong Chen go to Qiwu Palace to have a meal, review the memorials, and sometimes even share some memorials with Shunhua.

Every time Shunhua saw those papers, she wanted to refuse them very much, but now, seeing Murong Chen unceremoniously giving half of the papers to her, Shunhua finally refused: "I heard that the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics."

Murong Chen didn't pause for a moment, put the things on the case in front of her, and said nonchalantly: "You have been working in politics for a few days, and this day is not bad." After finishing speaking, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, with a hint of provocation Said: "Could it be that Zitong is afraid?"

Shunhua was half unaffected by him and ignored him.

Those memorials were right in front of her, and she picked up an idle book.

Murong Chen looked at the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, well, after getting along for so many days, he also knew that as long as she didn't want to do it, aggressive methods would not work on her at all.

Murong Chen sighed softly, and said helplessly: "You help me change these memorials, and I will take you out of the palace at night."

Hearing that Shunhua was leaving the palace, she was a little bit interested, after all, she really didn't think the palace with only two masters was interesting.

Shunhua removed the book and asked, "Where are you going?"

Murong Chen hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Xinyue Tower."

Shunhua immediately began to read the memorial.

Dancing down to the heart and moon of the Yangliu Tower, singing the peach blossom fan.

Willow shoots on the moon, this is the time when those brothels and music workshops are lively.Walking on the street, I can hear the singing of warblers and swallows, and the fragrance of powder can be faintly heard in the air.

An ordinary brothel is so lively, let alone Xinyuelou, the highest-ranked brothel.

There are tall horses or luxurious carriages coming and going in front of Xinyue Tower. Those who come and go are either rich and powerful in fresh clothes or romantic scholars.

At this time, the appearance of a pear wood purple sand carriage here is not very noticeable.But when the people in the carriage stepped off, they were very eye-catching.

Those were two young men.

In fact, there is nothing eye-catching about just two sons, the key is that these two people are completely unfamiliar faces in the eyes of the old bustard in Xinyuelou.

You need to know what Xinyue Tower is, the most elegant place in the capital, and anyone with a certain status in Beijing will come here to have a look.

But these two people...the older one was dressed in white dark embroidered cloud brocade, and his face was as clean as jade. He looked like a son of a family with a jade tree, but his phoenix eyes were thin and his lips were a little cold.And the younger ones...

The old bustard's eyes turned on that face, but it's a pity that this man is a young man, so bright and charming, if it is the girl in her building, she will definitely become the new oiran.

"Crack!" The young master in white put away the folding fan in his hand, and looked at the charming old bustard in his 30s in front of him with a half-smile, and said in a cold voice, "What do you mean by those eyes? Too long in the eye socket?"

The old bustard burst into cold sweat when he heard the words, and said flatteringly: "Hey, young master, didn't I stare straight at this young master's handsome face?"

The young man in white looked at her with a smile, but didn't speak.

The old bustard groaned secretly, why was he so careless that people could see what he was thinking in his heart, and it was still that kind of thinking. Thinking of this, the old bustard smiled even more flatteringly, "The two young masters came to slave this Xinyuelou to want Which girl are you looking for?"

The boy in white still didn't speak.

The old bustard couldn't keep smiling anymore, at this moment, the young man in bright green clothes tapped the young man in white on the shoulder with the folding fan in his hand, as if urging him.

The young man in white suddenly eased his expression, and said with a smile: "The two of us have an appointment with Mr. Xiao."

(End of this chapter)