"The Right Prime Minister has only one daughter, Lin Shiyue. You say, the daughter raised by the Right Prime Minister must be extremely talented and a model for the country." Duanmu Qingchen glanced at Fu Mingrui depressedly, as if he had foreseen his future, and this foresight made him a little bored.
Duanmu Qingchen sighed: "This Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, to put it bluntly, is for me to get to know Lin Shiyue and have a look at each other. I dare not look at other girls. I am the prince. If I look at them, what if they stick to me?" Duanmu Qingchen is very clear about his "charm".
"Then take you into the palace. You are the prince, and it is normal for you to have three palaces and six courtyards." Fu Mingrui was already extremely upset, his mind full of the fact that Lian Youyou was now with that Lin Tingjun.
"No, that won't work. My heart is wandering." Duanmu Qingchen folded his hands, no longer looking like a prince, but just the son of a wealthy local tycoon.
Fu Mingrui widened her beautiful eyes in astonishment and looked at the shameless Duanmu Qingchen. How could he be so shameless and say it directly
Duanmu Qing put his hands in his sleeves and continued to speak without blushing or breathing heavily: "I will keep my chastity for Youyou!" After saying that, he clenched his fist as if he was swearing to the moon.
Fu Mingrui looked at Duanmu Qingchen as if he were a fool: "You are the prince! How can you keep your chastity?!" Fu Mingrui felt deeply that it was not easy for Emperor Cheng. It was really difficult for Emperor Cheng to live until now without being angered to death by Duanmu Qingchen.
Duanmu Qingchen's expression was extremely serious: "So I won't marry three palaces and six courtyards. I want Youyou to see that I married a wife out of necessity because I had to fulfill my obligations as a prince, but I absolutely won't want more women!" Duanmu Qingchen spoke in a sonorous and unwavering voice.
Fu Mingrui suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and a headache. He reached out and held onto a pine tree nearby to give himself some comfort.
Duanmu Qingchen raised his lips and gave Fu Mingrui a wicked smile: “You say... Will Youyou be moved by my true feelings? Maybe... She may even be able to laugh with me... Hehehehe…” Duanmu Qingchen suddenly laughed nervously as he spoke, his peach blossom eyes sparkling with color, and his saliva flowed out involuntarily.
Fu Mingrui clenched his fists. He really wanted to punch him. Duanmu Qingchen could live with Fu Mingrui until now, all thanks to his father being the emperor! Fu Mingrui didn't dare to hit him!
"You are sick!" In the end, although Fu Mingrui held back his punches, he still couldn't help but curse at the risk of his life, which showed that he had really reached his limit. He couldn't stand it anymore and pushed Duanmu Qingchen away and left.
"Fu Mingrui!" Duanmu Qingchen chased after him quickly, but he was like a dog-skin plaster and could not be shaken off.
"Go back! Why are you following me?!" Fu Mingrui felt that Duanmu Qingchen was simply incomprehensible, and he was also afraid that if Duanmu Qingchen continued to stick to him, he would really not be able to help but beat him.
Duanmu Qingchen looked aggrieved and winked at Fu Mingrui: "Others think we are a couple~~ Your father... should miss you very much~~"
Fu Mingrui really couldn't help but want to beat him up, his fists were clenched so hard that they made a crackling sound. Just then, he saw Lin Shulun!
He had met Lin Shulun several times, although they had never met or talked. But a man like Lin Shulun would attract the attention of others. So during the trial of Ma Yun, although Lin Shulun sat in the corner and tried to keep a low profile, Fu Mingrui still saw him at a glance.
He soon saw a dignified and beautiful girl following Lin Shulun. Without having to guess, Fu Mingrui also guessed who the beautiful girl was. He immediately stood in the middle of the road, deliberately running into Lin Shulun.
"Isn't this Mr. Lin Shulun?" Fu Mingrui took the initiative to call out to Lin Shulun.
Duanmu Qingchen saw that the person Fu Mingrui called was Lin Shulun, and he felt something was wrong. It was obvious that he was trying to get rid of him.
Lin Shulun was also surprised that Fu Mingrui would call him. Their fathers were political enemies, so they would not have any contact with each other privately.
But since someone called him, he naturally had to return the favor.
When Lin Shiyue saw someone calling her brother, she lowered her eyes and kept her dignity as a girl, so she didn't see who was in front of her. She only saw that one man was wearing a black robe and the other was wearing a white robe with golden patterns embroidered on it, which looked very luxurious.
"Master Fu, I've heard a lot about you." Lin Shulun stepped forward and bowed to Fu Mingrui, but he still had doubts in his heart.
Fu Mingrui pointed to the dog-skin plaster beside him without hesitation: "This is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
Immediately, Lin Shiyue's beautiful eyes widened and she looked at the ground in surprise. The only thing visible in her field of vision was the exquisite hem of Duanmu Qingchen's clothes.
The calm and elegant Lin Shulun was also immediately startled and knelt down hurriedly to salute: "Lin Shulun greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
Lin Shiyue also quickly bowed and saluted: "Lin Shiyue greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
"No, no, no." Duanmu Qingchen quickly reached out and gently supported Lin Shiyue's wrist, his fingers lightly touching Lin Shiyue's sleeve, "There is no monarch or subject today, no need to be polite."
After Duanmu Qingchen gently helped Lin Shiyue, he went to pull Lin Shulun: "Hurry up, hurry up, you are the future pillar of our Qian Dynasty, don't be so polite today."
"I dare not." Lin Shulun still strictly observed the etiquette between the monarch and his subjects.
Seeing that he had finally pushed Duanmu Qingchen to the Lin siblings, Fu Mingrui immediately resigned: "Your Highness, I have urgent matters to attend to and must return to the Eight Gates. I'll take my leave." Fu Mingrui said and left.
Duanmu Qingchen immediately shouted: "Fu Mingrui! Don't run!" Duanmu Qingchen was also angry, and suddenly hugged Lin Shulun, and Lin Shulun's whole body tensed up immediately.
"Shulun, don't tell anyone else that you've met me." After saying that, he patted Lin Shulun on the back and went to chase Fu Mingrui.
Lin Shulun stood there in a daze, and suddenly turned around to see Duanmu Qingchen going down the mountain! Is this... the prince ran away? !
"Puff." Suddenly, Lin Shiyue laughed. Lin Shulun looked at her, and she smiled with her hands covering her lips: "Prince... is really interesting."
Looking at his sister's rare happy face, Lin Shulun also smiled and shook his head slightly. This prince really surprised him.
He looked down the mountain, puzzled: "What is the prince doing down the mountain at this time?"
Lin Shiyue raised her head this time and looked back at Duanmu Qingchen's white figure in the night: "Maybe he also feels that this place is boring and thinks that we are all mediocre."
"How can my sister be a mediocre woman?" Lin Shulun frowned. He would not allow his sister to be so self-deprecating. "My sister has both talents and abilities, but the prince does not know it."
Lin Shiyue smiled gently and looked up at Lin Shulun: "So, brother, do you think I am better, or... Miss Lian is better?"
Lin Shulun was stunned. He didn't expect Lin Shiyue to suddenly mention Lian Youyou and seemed to be interested in her. (To be continued)