Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder Counterattack, Male God Don't Run

Chapter 169 His Royal Highness is very arrogant

Hearing Ye Sheng's words, the commander of the guards only thought it was her first visit to the capital of Yanchi Kingdom. He felt a little sad. She was obviously the eldest lady of Taifu's mansion. However, she has to leave her hometown, live far away from her relatives, and live alone in the south. Presumably the eldest lady is also very sad...

The guard took a step forward and clasped his fists together: "Miss, the Taifu has sent someone to wait here, and the subordinates will return to the residence first to report."

Ye Sheng nodded, she looked forward, and sure enough there were a few people walking over respectfully with smiles on their faces.

One of the older middle-aged men saluted Ye Sheng, lowered his head and said: "Miss, the younger one is the housekeeper of the Taifu's residence. I am waiting for the eldest lady here by the order of the Taifu. The mansion has already prepared Sure, I hope the eldest miss will follow the younger one back home."

Ye Sheng didn't speak, but obediently got on the sedan chair carried by the butler. Officials were allowed to ride in carriages in the capital, but sitting on the sedan chair carried by the guards could better reflect a person's noble status.

Ye Sheng was sitting in the sedan chair, listening to the endless yelling outside and the laughter of children playing, the corners of her mouth unconsciously twitched, she could imagine how lively it was outside.

Because Emperor Yanjing was very enlightened, vendors were allowed to do small businesses on both sides of the streets in the capital, but the government had set the boundaries for buying and selling so that these people would not bump into the passing crowd.

The prosperity of the main street is even more prosperous, and those who open shops and do business here are people with some wealth. After all, the market is very competitive, and the shops here are not rented by ordinary people.

In the luxury box on the second floor of Xiangyun Restaurant, there is a figure standing in front of the elegantly carved window. His white clothes are like snow, his handsome face is like a demon or a fairy, and there are stars in his eyes that are as elegant as mist, bright and gorgeous, beautiful like cherry blossoms Her lips were slightly pursed, her porcelain-like skin glowed with luster, her bushy eyebrows, her high nose, her black hair hanging down like silk, were like the ingenious works of God.

He has a tall and elegant figure, and his clothes are made of fine silk that is pure white like snow. The snow-white fur edge embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns and the suet jade hairpin on his head complement each other, all of which flaunt his nobility and elegance.

The man stood quietly by the window, his beautiful face was a little abnormally white, his eyes were looking at the gorgeous sedan chair passing by downstairs.

When he saw the beautiful side face of the woman in the sedan chair exposed by the breeze, Mo Yucheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and in a blink of an eye he regained his indifferent and fairy-like expression.

"That's the eldest lady of Taifu's mansion?"

His voice is gentle, just like this beautiful man's gentle and jade-like temperament, which makes people fall in love with him.

"Yes." Xing Lie stepped forward respectfully and said lightly.

Xiao Liu, who was next to her, felt a thump in her heart. Could it be that His Highness is dissatisfied with the future Crown Princess?The eldest lady of Taifu's mansion... this title...

As if sensing Xiao Liu's strangeness, Mo Yucheng picked up the tea cup on the table with his slender and slender white fingers, took a sip, and glanced at him calmly.

Xiaoliu wants to cry but has no tears...

Xing Lie took a look at Xiao Liu, stepped forward and said: "Your Highness, I think that Miss Taifu's House doesn't seem to have any problems. When my subordinates follow Miss Qian, Miss Qian's work and rest are very normal, not like Looks like a fool."

Mo Yucheng didn't speak, still clinging to the teacup, his eyes drifted into the distance, but unfortunately there was no such figure downstairs.

When Xiao Liu heard Xing Lie's words, he immediately felt as if he had been beaten with chicken blood. He stepped forward happily, saluted Mo Yucheng, and said with a smile: "That's right, Your Highness, I think the future Crown Princess will be a good one. At least better than her sister..."

(End of this chapter)