MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 247 Soul Return (3)

247 Soul Return (3)

As soon as his hand was stretched out, Zong Zhengying immediately stepped back, and looked at him obliquely with Fengmu's eyes.

The ninth prince did not succeed and was not depressed. He looked at the little man in front of him, his bright eyes flashed with calculation light, took out the gesture of an elder, and grinned with a greasy voice, "Little Win, guess what did your father do in the house these days? "

Seeing his smile, Zong Zhengying shrank his neck unconsciously, his eyes were long, and he thought for a moment, then shook his head blankly.

The ninth prince put his index finger up, pretending to think seriously, and then clapped his hands in a sudden, laughing: "Ah! Your mother must be awake! Come in and see!"

Zong Zhengying first glanced, then darkened, raised his eyebrows at him, and asked childishly, "Why don't Uncle Jiu go?"

The ninth prince froze and secretly said: This boy is still a little bit spooky! Not tricky! He turned his eyes and laughed again: "I ... Oh! I am an outsider, it is inconvenient to enter your mother's dormitory, you are her son, of course you go in and see! Go and go!" He urged, pulling Zong Zheng won a small body and pushed him towards the door.

Xiao Ke looked at him with disdain, and said coldly, "When did you treat yourself as an outsider? It's so strange! Look at you, you dare not go in, and trick a three-year-old child to open the way for you, you Shameless? Shameless? "

The Nine Prince looked back at her, and gritted her teeth fiercely. "Smelly girl, you don't speak, I won't be dumb. He is no ordinary child, he is the only son of Qige and Liyue! Only he goes in ... Is the safest! "

Xiao Ke disagreed: "I don't think so, these days, I haven't seen how good the Emperor is to Winners! Since the Emperor came back to the present, he hasn't spoken to Winer more than three sentences, and each sentence doesn't exceed six words .If you let him in, in case the emperor gets angry, if he has a long and short, can you be worthy of the princess? "

The Nine Prince's face froze, her face wrinkled tightly.

Zong Zheng won the probe, looked at the face of the nine emperor, and suddenly said, "Uncle Nine, your face is like a bun!"

The ninth prince stunned, "What? Hey! Who are you talking about like a bun ?!" The nine prince bounced off the ground and just wanted to say, "I am so romantic and handsome ... the world is unique Beautiful man, you compare my face with a bun ?! "

That box of Zong Zhengying has come to Xiao Ke, and said pitifully: "Auntie, I am hungry."

The ninth prince was immediately discouraged. For the first time someone looked at his face and felt hungry! He looked at the sky and was speechless. He has a pitiful face!

Xiao saw that the ninth prince had a rare meal. He had a hearty meal, forced himself to laugh, took Zong Zhengying's hand, and seriously asked: "Win, don't compare your uncle's face with buns in the future."

"Why not?" Zong Zhengying asked in coordination.

"Because it's so ... I'm so sorry ..." She paused a little, and saw the first time the Emperor Nine was extremely grateful to look at her for the first time. Xiao Ke smiled brighter and continued, "Hehe ... … It ’s so sorry ... buns! ”

"You!" The nine prince glared and gasped. Xiao Ke would be arrested when he rushed up, Zong Zhengying turned his head and yelled at the entrance of the palace, "Ah, Father!

The ninth prince paused immediately and turned to look at the door. The door was closed. Where is anyone?

"You little devil dare to deceive ..." Without saying a word, I turned around and there was no half figure behind me. Xiao Ke ran away with the two little ghosts early. The nine emperor was anxious and stomped. "Okay, you ...! Don't let me catch ... hmm!"

"Noisy, I'll get out of the palace!" A low voice suddenly sounded inside the palace, extremely displeased.

The ninth prince froze, covered his mouth, and snorted. The secret road is bad! I was so forgotten by that stinky girl and little ghost that it would be miserable if I was kicked out of the palace. His palace was being repaired, but he moved into the imperial palace, but could not be driven out. He opened his eyes wide, and his eyes turned round and round, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind, and his heart moved, thinking: Well, you stinky girl, go against me everywhere, see that I want to marry you home, Pack you up! Humph!

Certainly, he approached the gate of the palace lightly.

The palace is very quiet, and the sun-shade window is swaying on a square table in front of the window. The fine rosewood is carved with dragons and phoenixes at the four corners. There is a chess board on the table. On the back of the board is a roll of bright yellow silk brocade, used for writing holy shrines, and a piece of white paper is pressed under the brocade.

Zongzheng turned his back to the door, leaned lazily against the chair, and supported his head with one hand. His white hair fell down his long arm, and it rose gently in the breeze. He put on a loose robe, opened his mouth casually, held a black **** in his hand, and stared at the woman on the soft couch opposite his eyes with a calm face.

"Aman, it's your turn." He had a soft voice and a soft voice. It's like those long afternoons away from the palace a long time ago.

In the midst of floating in the air, Wen Yan's mind was astringent. All these years, all their energy has been used to settle the court, stabilize the community, avenge the resentment of hatred, break through one after another's conspiracy, and never calm down and play a chess game. Now, although the hatred is gone and the world is settled, she cannot share the peace in the world with him.

Manyu moved to the bed, looking at the situation in the plate with a lot of fanfare. She stretched out her hand to lift a scarlet letter, but her transparent fingers were futile. She suffocated her heart and looked up at the opposite man. The unknown sad eyes couldn't meet in one place.

"Worry-free, what should I do? I really want to accompany you for another game ... I really want to relive those wonderful days ... But God doesn't give me a chance!" She was helpless, All the pain in my heart cannot be released. Around the table, she came to him, sat beside his chair, leaned down, and placed her transparent body in his arms. Although she could not feel the temperature of his body at all, she tried to find a touch of comfort in this way to support her tired and weak soul. She didn't know if she would go on like this if she suddenly died.

"Seven brothers." The Nine Prince pushed the door open a crack, leaned in, and screamed tentatively.

"Tired in the palace?" Zongzheng Wuyou glanced slightly, did not look back at him, his voice was slightly deep, but he was not angry.

"No, no!" The Nine Prince waved his hands again and again, "I'm ... I'm here to ask Brother Qi to marry me. I'm going to marry stinky ... Oh, no, it's Xiao Ke, hehe ... I want to marry Xiao But as my wife, this is also Qilian's wish during his lifetime, I hope Qi brother is complete! "

Zongzheng raised his eyebrows, "You still need to marry a wife?"

The ninth prince laughed twice, and then reverently reverently said, "Well, the elder brother is the father, seventh brother you are my only brother, and of course, my marriage requires the seventh brother's consent."

Zongzheng nodded his head, squinting at him, the nine prince smiled stiffly, and his mouth twitched, "Uh ... well, not all because of this, and ... Brother Qi, you know, Xiao Sha told me There is a prejudice, he is unwilling to marry his sister to me, and he is looking for her a good luck everywhere. "He said, rolling his eyes, his tone depressed. He said, "The girl must pay attention to her brother's wishes. Whatever she said, as long as her brother didn't agree, she would never marry and be mad at me! I didn't have to marry her. I miss King Jiang. , Junmei Wushuang, I don't know how many women want to marry me, but their brothers and sisters are so ignorant! "

Zong Zheng's eyes changed without any worry, and there was a momentary hesitation. He looked at the angry expression of Prince Nine, and suddenly remembered himself.

At that time, he was arrogant, thinking that he had obtained her body and harvested her feelings. The woman could no longer escape the palm of his hand, and the person who could not escape was actually himself. And he didn't know it, hurt her heart, still pinching her chin like that, trying to fold her pride, asking her with such contempt and disdain, did she know how many women in this world want to marry him? At that time, he didn't understand that there were tens of millions of women who admired him in this world, but if it wasn't for the one he wanted to marry, it would be nothing.

"Seven brother, seventh brother ... what are you thinking?" The nine prince saw him stunned and stretched out his hand before his eyes.

Zong Zheng looked back with no worries, Fengmu slightly condensed, "Lao Jiu, do you want to follow in the footsteps?"

The ninth prince froze, "Ah? I ..."

Zongzheng glanced at the opposite woman, took out the piece of paper under the bright yellow silk brocade, and handed it to the nine emperor. "You want to tell me again, do you want to marry Xiao Ke?"

The ninth prince took it in confusion and started. The handwriting of Juan Xiu on the paper is really left over. It says that to marry Xiao Ke, three rules must be followed: three wives and four concubines are not allowed, and Qin Muchu is not allowed to linger in the wind and moon. She must be dedicated to her life.

The ninth prince froze, which means that he can never go to the Fengyue place again! "Seven brother, this ..."

"Can't do it? Then marry another one!" Zong Zheng's worry-free and negotiable tone made the nine emperor understand that there was no room for change. Before Xiao Ke, he never wanted to marry a wife. He always felt that he would be trapped when he got married. Someone was bothered by it all day, but Xiao Ke gave him the idea of ​​getting married. He was sure that he was I like Xiao Ke, but I can only face one person all my life, and I ca n’t even go to the wind and moon field. 2k novel reading network