Chapter 1442： Princess Zunyan, also allow you to spy?

The weather is overcast today, and the temperature in the air is very hot and humid.

The Tang Mansion was not big, and the concierge at the door also took advantage of the weather to be lazy and nap in the small compartment inside the door.

When he was in a daze, he seemed to hear the sound of the hoofs of thousands of horses running!

The porter thought he was dreaming.

Who knows, the next second I heard someone whip the whip, and the sound was sharp, like lightning passing through the border.

It woke him up instantly.

Just outside the door, there was an angry rebuke from the guard: "Where is the servant of the Tang Mansion!"

This voice is full of energy, and when I hear it, it is the inner strength of Lian Jiazi.

Tang Mansion's concierge is just a little slave, how has he ever seen such a posture?

He hurriedly helped the cloth cap on his head and ran out quickly.

However, the scene outside the door made him freeze in place.

Dozens of first-class red date horses clad in iron armor were at the forefront, and guards sat on them with long knives.

Everyone's eyes were cold, staring at him, as if looking at a dying person.

In the courtyard in front of the mansion gate, a luxurious carriage pulled by two horses was parked.

The cover of the carriage is made of kesi, with jade bells hanging from the four corners.

The concierge's knees softened immediately, and he stumbled to his knees on the ground: "My lords, dare to ask... Dare to ask what you are doing?"

The headed guard looked fierce and said harshly: "His Royal Highness the Princess, the Prince, and the Marquis are here, and ask your masters to come out to greet you!"

The porter froze for an instant, his lips trembling.

Princess? And the prince and the prince?

How could they have attracted so many noble people in their small court in Tang Mansion!

Looking at this situation, is it going to raid the house!

At this time, a beautiful voice came from the carriage: "Let's go in and find Yi Wan ourselves."

The porter looked up.

I saw the curtains of the car move slightly, and three handsome young men came down one after another, followed by a young monk in a cassock behind them.

After the second prince and fifth prince got out of the car, they turned around and stretched out their arms to pull down their precious sister.

The porter could only see a jade-white hand stretched out.

Before he could see clearly what the princess looked like.

The fierce guard just now scolded again: "Princess Zunyan, also allow you to spy on it? I don't want my head anymore!"

The doorman was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his head: "The villain dare not, dare not!"

Ye Siming was the last to get off the carriage.

He instructed the guards: "Encircle the Tang Mansion, and from now on, no one is allowed to leave."

"Yes, Lord Hou."

The porter was horrified.

He lowered his head, not daring to lift it at all.

At this moment, a pink and tender squatter walked in front of him with lotus steps and stopped.

A refreshing fragrance came.

Gu Nuo'er's eyes were dark and her voice was clear and pleasant: "Let's lead the way, we're here to find Yi Wan."

It turned out to be looking for Miss Seven? !

The concierge nodded hurriedly: "Your Highness the princess, all the princes, Lord Hou, please come this way."

With that said, he turned and hurriedly walked all the way ahead.

Gu Nuo'er and Ye Siming walked side by side behind the concierge, the second prince and the others were one step behind.

Seeing that the soup house is not big, although the furnishings are all available.

But the second prince, who has always been pampered, still shook his head.

He covered his face with a fan and complained to the fifth prince beside him, "Too poor!"

No wonder you bought a bunch of pears and left the bad ones to eat!

The Eighth Prince was inexplicably looking forward to it.

Could that Tang Yiwan, who was forced away by Chen Xiang, be the beautiful girl he met before?

At this moment, in the hall of the big room, Tang Yiwan was looking at the domineering Tang Suyan with a forbearance on her face.