Although the Princess Palace is not as luxurious as the Imperial Palace, the area is not too small, and the pavilion landscape is also very elegantly designed. Compared with the Palace, the Princess Palace has a more homely feel.
After returning to this home, Su Mu was not very happy, not only because she couldn't see her family's boss anymore, but also because she had been bombarded by her parents all day because of the same thing.
"Mumu, now His Majesty has granted Zhao Yu and Princess Linglong a marriage. Whether he wants to or not, his lifelong affairs have been settled." The eldest princess held her daughter's hand and said earnestly: "Now, I and Your father only needs to worry about your life-long affairs."
The son-in-law also said: "That's right, daughter, neither your mother nor I have considered sending you into the palace to become the concubine of His Majesty's harem. The palace is full of intrigues, and it is too tiring to survive in it, but fortunately we Xuanyuan Kingdom also has a lot of young talents, your mother and I have counted all these promising young talents, take a look, if there is something we agree with, we can go to the family's house tomorrow to discuss the matter of getting married."
This speed... is too fast.
The eldest princess and his wife sang together, and they didn't leave until late at night. Of course, they also kindly left a booklet that collected information and portraits of all the young talents in Xuanyuan Kingdom.
Su Mu flipped a page casually, and saw a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes on the portrait. He looked good, and his information was written next to him, the major general of Zhen Guogong's mansion, twenty-three years old, young , Has made countless military exploits.
Su Mu propped his chin with one hand and said: "It looks good, but..."
Ermao: [No, no, if you go out all year round...]
Su Dase: [Maybe one day you will die in battle and never come back.]
Ermao: [Yes, there is no time to come back for sex! Of course it's not good if you have a small breast and keep the empty room alone!]
Wind blowing butt cool: [Not bad, it's better to have a boss who knows how to fuck!]
The corner of Su Mu's mouth twitched, and he turned another page. On this page, there was a picture of a vigorous young man, handsome and arrogant. This is the son of the prime minister's mansion, aged eighteen, with a humorous personality.
"Well..." Su Mu curled his lips, "It seems immature."
This killer is not too warm: [I also prefer mature and stable men.]
Wind blowing butt cool: [Not bad, it's better to be a mature boss who can crack!]
Su Mu turned another page in silence, and a portrait of a man with a serious facial paralysis appeared. The Shaoqing of Dali Temple, twenty-four years old, was upright and strict in law enforcement.
Great African Chief: [This person looks like a person who doesn't understand style. Marrying him is absolutely boring.]
Wind blowing butt cool: [Not bad! It's better to be a BOSS who will take the initiative to fuck!]
My child, I put it in the refrigerator: [I also think BOSS is good (???)]
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Before she knew it, the audience in her live broadcast room had become fans of Xi Da BOSS. Su Mu had reason to suspect that the increased popularity in her live broadcast room was not because she was cute and lovable! She is just in the light of her boss!
A night breeze blew in through the open window.
Su Mu pointed angrily at the portrait of the Shaoqing of Dali Temple and said, "I think this man is not bad either!"
"Yeah?"
The deep and gloomy voice sounded like the door opening of hell.
Su Mu shook, and added another sentence with a strong desire to survive: "But my boss is always the best! Anyone who wants to say that my boss is not good, I will be anxious with whoever!"
An arm wrapped around her waist, she was hugged from behind by the man, the air seemed to be filled with the breath she was familiar with, the slightly cold lips fell on the side of her neck, which made her skin crawl .
Then, the booklet in her hand was taken away by him, and in an instant, this innocent booklet turned into flying dust in his hands.
Su Mu's heart trembled, he turned around and hugged him with a smile, and coquettishly said: "Boss, you are finally here! People miss you so much that they can't sleep!"
"Then Mumu don't sleep tonight." Lifting her chin with one hand, he bent down and looked at her, his eyes half-closed, his thin lips slightly hooked, with an unusual evilness.
Su Mu pursed his mouth in grievance, but still opened his hands, gave up struggling, and resigned himself to his fate, being hugged and thrown onto the bed.
The hole I dug by myself, I have to jump down even when I cry!