Type Moon: Uchiha Sasuke just wants to live a quiet life

Sure enough, Ao Ming smiled and said: "Three times is three times. Just wait, I'll get it for you. I'll make sure you're satisfied." After saying that, he turned around and left, muttering: "Three times for you too." It depends on how much I want, hahaha."

Xiao Chen: ""

Are all the people in the Eternal Hell poor and crazy? !

Chapter 2 Emiya and Tohsaka

"Understood." Butler Shen could only remind him so much.

Xu Dongmo prides himself on being smart and exquisite, so how can he not understand the meaning of his words? To put it bluntly, everything depends on Fei Yixuan's face. He has the final say on all rules. When he thinks of his capitalist nature, Xu Dongmo suddenly I feel the future is dark.

Momentarily lost energy. "Butler Shen, I'll go back and feed the horses."

"Go."

Watching Xu Dongmo walk away, Butler Shen stroked his beard and nodded secretly.

The princess left early, and the old prince never came back after leaving the palace. After so many years, the young master of the same age as the prince has long been married, and the children can ride horses and shoot, but the prince is still alone.

At least now he has someone who can arouse his interest. Although he is a slave, it would be good if he is clean and can be accepted into the palace as a male concubine. Besides, among the powerful people in Cangyuan Continent, there is no one who does not have a male concubine.

……

Two days later.

In the early morning, Xu Dongmo tied up the carriage and waited outside the palace.

The main door of the palace opened, and the guards walked out and lined up on both sides.

Fei Yixuan was wearing a robe that reflected the moon and auspicious clouds, moon boots on his feet, a white jade crown on his head, and a mutton-fat white jade pendant hanging from his waist. The thin sunlight in the morning fell on the man through the large locust tree at the door.

It was obviously a beautiful picture, but the cold face that seemed to hate everything made it intimidating.

Xu Dongmo turned his eyes away and curled his lips.

Although Xu Dongmo likes this pleasing appearance, if this beautiful body contains a bad soul like Fei Yixuan, come on, I can't see it.

"Your Majesty's carriage is ready."

Mo Changzai bowed down to report.

Today is the old lady's sixtieth birthday. Princess Zhan has been dead for many years. Fei Yixuan visits her every year on Princess Zhan's behalf.

Every year Fei Yixuan goes alone and does not bring Mo Chang and other soldiers with him.

"Set off."

Xu Dongmo waved his whip and drove the carriage forward.

Including the guards and the horsemen, there were about ten people on this trip. The old lady lived in Qinyuan Villa, which was about two hours' drive away.

Xu Dongmo didn't know the way, but when the prince asked him to catch the carriage, he had no choice but to ride on it. Fortunately, there was a guard on horseback leading the way, so Xu Dongmo could just follow.

Two hours later, the group arrived at Qinyuan Villa. Xu Dongmo reined in the reins, dismounted, picked up the horse stool and placed it next to the carriage, waiting for Fei Yixuan to get off the carriage.

The curtain was opened, Fei Yixuan got out of the carriage and was greeted by people entering the villa.

After he entered, Xu Dongmo put away the horse stool, led the carriage into the side door and parked it in the stable specially used for parking carriages.

Today is the old lady's sixtieth birthday, and even servants like them who drive the carriage are lucky enough to have a banquet.

Although it is an inconspicuous small courtyard in the villa, for servants like them, it is already very grand.

After tying up the horse, Xu Dongmo entered the banquet. His appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Just because there is an eye-catching word 'slave' branded on his forehead.

"Where did you come from, slave? This is not the place you should be, go away."

As soon as he was about to sit down on the chair, he was lifted up and taken away.

"This is the banquet prepared by the old lady for the groom and his entourage. Why can't I sit down?" Xu Dongmo looked at the entourage in green clothes without fear.

"Because slaves don't

Qualify to dine at the same table with us! "The entourage in Tsing Yi is confident.

"Which law is this? Is it registered in the book? Take it out and have a look." Xu Dongmo stretched out his hand.

The attendant in green clothes was at a loss for words. He was just an attendant. He didn't know much about the law, and he didn't even know a single word.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xu Dongmo grabbed the chair he had just taken away and sat down.

"I am King Guisha's groom. If you don't want to eat at the same table with me, or if you have any objections to me, you should either leave or talk to the prince if you have the guts."

"Who do I think it is? It turns out to be King Guisha's dog. He even sounds like a slave."

A feminine voice came from behind.

Xu Dongmo looked back and saw a white-faced man wearing orange and yellow brocade clothes.

"Who are you?" You don't look like you are a follower, but you look like the male favorite that Meng Tian told him before.

"Are you just a plaything that only serves and pleases your master?" Xu Dongmo crossed his arms over his chest and looked at him with the same disdain as he looked at him.

"you!"

"Brother Cold Heart."

After the brisk footsteps, the girl in pink skirt took his arm.

"Why are you here? The party is about to start. Let's go."

Leng Xin glared at Xu Dongmo.

"Brother, you wasted time training the dog. If you are late, you will punish yourself with three drinks."

"Where is the dog?" The girl in the pink skirt looked around.

Leng Xin pointed at Xu Dongmo contemptuously.

"Isn't it right here?"

"Yeah, it's a slave. Dad said we should stay away from slaves. They are dirty and smelly, and they may have fleas and lice on them."

The girl pulled Leng Xin away. Xu Dongmo stood there with a twitching brow. He was wearing clean clothes today and had a bath every day. Where could he be smelly and dirty?What about fleas and lice?

"Those two are the daughter and young master of the old lady's eldest daughter's family. If you offend them, just wait until you can't eat and run away." The green-clothed follower who had just made things difficult for him said with schadenfreude.

Xu Dongmo frowned.

"I'm not their groom. If I offend them, I'll be offended."

After that, he sat down and waited for the meal to begin.

He didn't see it. Just after he sat down, Leng Xin called the servant over to explain a few words before leaving.

……

at the same time.

In the main hall of Qinyuan Villa, the old lady was sitting on the grand master's chair, accepting the birthday gift from the younger generation with a kind and filial look on her face.

"King Fei has arrived."

After the voice fell, the old lady happily stood up on crutches.

"Xuan'er is here."

Fei Yixuan came over quickly and supported the old lady's arm.

"Grandma, please sit down quickly."

When she was young, Princess Zhan lived with Fei Yixuan in Qinyuan Villa for a period of time. Normally, her grandmother loved him the most. Even now, she still loves him to the core.

The murderous Ghost King only behaved like a young junior in front of this old lady.

"Grandma, Xuan'er is late." This voice was full of concern. If Xu Dongmo saw it, he would definitely think he had seen a ghost.

"It's not too late, it's not too late. Grandma will be happy whenever Xuan'er comes."

The old lady clapped her hands lovingly.

"Xuan'er is tired of traveling, please take a seat."

Fei Yixuan handed the prepared brocade box to the old lady with both hands.

"This is Xuan'er's birthday gift to my grandmother."

"Xuan'er is determined."

The old lady opened this brocade box in front of everyone. Inside was a rare plant.

The best blood ginseng I encountered, it was rumored that the princes once fought for this blood ginseng and suffered numerous casualties.

In fact, this rumor is true, and this blood ginseng was finally obtained by Fei Yixuan, and is now in the hands of the old lady.

The old lady put the gift away, and a clear voice came from outside.

"Grandmother~"

The girl in the pink skirt ran up to the old lady with a coquettish smile.

"Qing'er is here."

"Grandson visits grandmother."

Afterwards, she bowed coldly and respectfully.

"Leng Xin, Qing'er, where is your mother?"

"Dad and mother are discussing things with the uncles, so we're coming over first." Qing'er's voice was sweet, while Leng Xin beside him had an indifferent expression.

When Leng Xin was young, he said that the old lady cried for a while and never kissed the old lady again.

The old lady sighed secretly, holding Qing'er's hand and looking at Fei Yixuan.

"Qing'er still remembers brother Xuan."

Qing'er turned to look in the direction where the old lady was looking, and couldn't move her eyes away after just one glance.

We haven't seen Fei Yixuan since he left the villa when he was five years old. Every year when Fei Yixuan came back, he would come and go in a hurry. When he saw Qing'er again, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Is he chubby?" Shock was written on his little face.

Fei Yixuan was a little fat boy when he was a child, with a chubby face and a tendency to pant when walking. Everyone named him Little Fatty, but he didn't expect that only ten years later...