Chapter 503

Last time, murongchen exposed the private meeting between Ye Waner and Duan Feiyang in Fengtai temple. Prime Minister Ye actually didn't want to send an invitation to murongchen.

However, the Yongchang palace has a high status. If all the princes and nobles in the capital invited, but only the Yongchang palace was omitted, it would inevitably appear that Prime Minister Ye is deliberately targeting the Yongchang palace.

Therefore, Prime Minister ye would only send a prayer post to murongchen, and also invite King Yongchang and Princess Yongchang.

Prime Minister Ye only hoped that murongchen had always been aloof and arrogant and did not like to attend such occasions. This time, he could refuse, as long as the king Yongchang and the princess came together. After all, the king Yongchang and the princess were much more peaceful, and it was unlikely to expose them in public.

……

In fact, murongchen really didn't want to go. The man was not interested in this kind of thing, but he frowned when he heard Su Qinghuan's words.

"Do you want me to attend the engagement banquet for those two?"

"Yes, please do me a little favor. I know that Shizi is good at martial arts. At that time, Shizi will put the small pills in this medicine bottle into the new couple's toast cup and let Duan Feiyang drink it."

"This pill, shouldn't it be highly toxic like heding red?"

Murongchen joked.

But he knew better that if it was such a highly toxic drug, Su Qinghuan wouldn't let himself go on a big show on such an occasion.

After all, there are many means of assassination. Why bother to find such a crowded day? It's too eye-catching.

……

"Shizi, don't worry. This medicine is non-toxic. It can even be said that it doesn't hurt Duan Feiyang's body. It's just a small means. Shizi will go to the theatre in two months."

In ancient times, after all, there was no such superb pregnancy measurement technology as in modern times. Most doctors generally took about a month to see whether they were pregnant or not, at least 20 days.

Su Qinghuan thought with a lot of bad interest. He didn't know what an interesting scene the Duans would have when they were "blessed with many children".

"In addition, the prince doesn't have to worry about being seen. As long as the prince's hand is fast enough and covered with big sleeves, the pill is soluble in water and can completely disappear into the wine cup as long as he blinks."

"And Duan Feiyang won't have any abnormal reaction after drinking it."

The man saw Su Qinghuan's cheerful appearance. He stared at the girl's lips. He had always felt that the girl who talked with him was like a noisy sparrow. However, looking at the "sparrow" in front of him, he felt that he wanted to hold her in his arms.

The man's throat moved slightly, and his face was with a light smile, and the angular side face was outlined with an unreal halo by tassel like gold lines, which became more and more beautiful.

"I'm a little curious about what the function of this medicine is."

Listening to Su Qinghuan's meaning, Duan Feiyang didn't do any harm to himself. Could it be that he took medicine, but would it work on others?

I have to say that murongchen is really smart. If Su Qinghuan knew that his brain circuit turned so fast, he would be amazed.

Su Qinghuan bowed his hands respectfully.

"Shizi, don't ask so clearly. This medicine is the only one in the world. It was given to me by an old Taoist who traveled all over the world. What's the specific effect? Shizi, please see it in two months. You can talk with me and let the people's daughter sell it now."

"Don't you know that it's easy to sell off to others?"

"The son of the world must not beat women."

Su Qinghuan looked at men with clear eyes. She still felt that men who beat women were always despised, except under special circumstances.

"Not necessarily."

The man's handsome eyes smiled. He looked at Su Qinghuan's strange expression with dim eyes.

Murong stretched out his hand and couldn't help but flick on Su Qinghuan's forehead. A gust of wind blew, and the hair on the girl's forehead flew past murongchen's hand. For a moment, both of them were in a trance.

When Su Qinghuan came back, he saw that a lock of his hair had been wrapped around the metal shoulder of murongchen's clothes.

"... your hair is tangled. Let me untie it for you."

Murongchen naturally stretched out his hand and wanted to get close to Su Qinghuan.

The distance between the two people suddenly narrowed. Murongchen estimated that he was eight feet. Now standing under the pavilion, Su Qinghuan only felt that all the sunshine was blocked by him, and there was a light and pleasant smell on the man between his nose.

The wicker floats in the air, and the lotus leaves are not far away.

The breeze is coming slowly, the water waves are not happy, and the men and women in the pavilion are so handsome. It's not too much to say that they are golden boys and girls, which can be painted.

Looking at nature from a distance, this picture is extremely pleasing, while Su Qinghuan was in a trance for only a second, but quietly clenched his hand.

"Shizi, this lock of hair is entangled. I'll break it directly."

"Why don't you cherish your parents?"

Su Qinghuan took a swipe at the corners of his mouth when he heard the speech. In modern times, the streets are full of short haired girls. Oh, there are even a very small number of personalities who like bald heads, especially men.

……

Murongchen looked at Su Qinghuan disapprovingly. Before the girl could speak, he lowered his head. His big hand with distinct bones touched Su Qinghuan's hair and carefully picked them away.

The man's warm breath fell on Su Qinghuan's neck.

This distance

It's true. It's a little too close.

Ambiguous breath spreads in the air.

But murongchen was still picking her hair carefully without feeling it.

Su Qinghuan's heart beat disorderly. When he came to his mouth, the son of the world was self-respect, and the man and woman didn't give or receive each other, he also swallowed it in his mouth.

……

Perhaps a person's most attractive moment is when he focuses on his work.

Looking at the man's meticulous appearance, Su Qinghuan finally had to compromise.

The man stood in front of her. If someone looked at her from a distance, he was afraid he would think they were hugging affectionately.

When murongchen pulled her hair out completely, a thin layer of sweat had seeped into Su Qinghuan's heart.

"Thank you, son."

"Your face is very red."

Murongchen spoke meaningfully.

Seeing the man's meaningful eyes, Su Qinghuan was palpitating for two seconds, and she sipped her lips.

"The matter is over. Thank you for your help. Minnu left first."

With that, Su Qinghuan hurried out of the pavilion.

But when she was flustered, she didn't notice that there were three steps in the pavilion, and she stepped down a little empty.

"Be careful -"

Murongchen whispered. The man quickly held her and took the girl into his arms.

Feeling the man's generous embrace, Su Qinghuan opened her eyes in a daze. Before she could react, she heard a weak voice behind her.

"Well... Brother Ziyu, sister Qinghuan, am I disturbing you two?"