Pick a Prince and Get Rich

"You're just a nine grade official. The Academy doesn't lack you. From now on, you'll be working with the palace." Ji rurong looks like he's on top.

Shen meng'an was very happy when he heard that, but he pretended to say: "if you go back to the second prince, although I'm from Jiupin, after all, Lord Zhang has taken care of me. Please allow me to report back and report back to your palace!"

Looking at him from beginning to end, Ji rurong is more and more optimistic about him. Now, there is a lack of such kind of careful people around him.

"Go ahead."

Shen meng'an salutes everyone. He looks up and sees the coldness in Ji Rusheng's eyes. He can't help laughing back to him. He says that as long as he has a chance, he will have a bright future. Since Ji Rusheng can't give him, he will fight for it himself.

"Well, let's go to the racecourse, too. It's just the same. I haven't compared with you for a long time." Ji rurong stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, staring at him.

Ji Rusheng coughed weakly: "second brother, I'd better wait for a while. I'm not feeling well recently."

"Like a man, so weak, don't let sister Chang see the joke, right, sister Chang?" Ji rurong cried one by one.

Murong Chang endured the nausea in his heart, and with a gentle smile on his face, he bowed his head and said softly, "the second prince is right. Fourth brother, you can go with us to have a look!"

Her expectant eyes looked at Ji Rusheng. Ji Rusheng didn't open her face and nodded.

When they got up, they were about to leave the pavilion. Liaoyang Xi touched the golden nanmu Qin again, with a sad look on her face. "It's a pity that I can't get a bullet today. Second prince and fourth prince, I'll go back to the racecourse first..." he gave a wry smile.

The racecourse was not in the palace, but outside it. He was a proton sent by the Western Liao Dynasty. He could only stay in the palace. Without the emperor's will, he could not go out of the palace. Otherwise, it would bring disaster to the Western Liao Dynasty.

Seeing this, Murong Chang felt the same feeling. She could feel the feeling and said with a smile, "why don't you take care of this piano for me for the time being, and let's have a competition when I get back the horse's mane and put it on?"

Liaoyang Xi was overjoyed and said to Murong Chang, "it's better to be respectful than obedient. I'll wait for you to come back in the palace."

Seeing off the three, Liaoyang Xi returns to her palace with golden nanmu Qin.

Out of the palace, Murong Chang and Ji Rusheng took a carriage together, while Ji rurong rode with him, just because he wanted to show his prestige in front of Murong Chang.

He opened the car curtain with a whip and looked at Ji Rusheng sitting in the carriage. He said, "fourth brother, it's time for you to ride a horse. Don't be sick all day."

Murong Chang glared at him, "second prince, the fourth brother is not in good health. You still let him ride a horse. If something happens, are you responsible?"

"I'm just talking!" Ji rurong ate shriveled, put down the curtain, his body is not good, do you want to blame him, who let huifei give birth to him when premature.

Ji Rusheng looked at Murong's face and said in a low voice, "why do you pay attention to him? He will leave if he feels boring."

"But I just don't want to see others bully you!" Murong Chang wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief.

Ji Rusheng holds her hand and stares at her bun.

"What's the matter?"

"Who combed your bun today?"

"It's always been vanilla."

"That hairpin was also for you?"

"Well, what's wrong?" Murong Chang said, take down the hairpin and hold it in his hand. It's just an ordinary Hibiscus hairpin.

"I've seen this hairpin in my second brother's office. I think it was given by him."

This sentence makes Murong Chang's hairpin almost fall to the ground. Fortunately, Ji Rusheng catches it quickly.