"Cui Yingying, you are a dignified daughter of the prime minister, how can you have trouble with this king's coachman?" Zhu Youhong walked slowly with Linghu Shuiyue on his arm.
When Zhu Youhong's gaze was on Linghu Shuiyue's body, it was tender like water; when he turned to Cui Yingying, it was instantly frozen three feet.
Cui Yingying was taken aback, and when she turned around, she was frightened into a cold war by the cold light in the eyes of the Ninth Prince.
It is said that this man kills like hemp without a trace of human emotion. Is it true? Last night, she was alone in the vacant room for this man! Who can understand this resentment
However, his arm holding Linghu Qianjin made her stare fiercely.
"Jiuye! This servant contradicted Yingying, and Yingying was just too angry to wave her hand. In fact, Yingying never hit anyone in Xiangye's house." Cui Yingying explained in a low voice. It was written on her face, even though she wanted to hide it, she couldn't hide it.
Cui Yingying didn't know that this coachman was no ordinary coachman, he was Lu Dongyang, the personal bodyguard of Master Jiu. Originally, Lu Dongyang was not a coachman, but Jiuye's coachman always died when he was attacked. After three deaths in a row, Lu Dongyang volunteered to be Jiuye's coachman.
This Lu Dongyang has been with Master Jiu for a long time, and Master Jiu has long treated him like a brother.
One can imagine how furious Master Jiu was when he saw Cui Yingying beating his coachman Lu Dongyang!
He said coldly: "The coachman of the king, you are not qualified to fight casually. It is the first time I miss you today, so let me let you go. This is the carriage of the king and the princess. You have to take another car." go."
Cui Yingying stayed where she was, watched as Master Jiu finished speaking, and then gently carried Linghu Shuiyue, the concubine, into the carriage.
That kind of hugging is like his princess is some kind of treasure. He hugged her lightly, got into the car, but set off immediately without looking at her again.
She is not as good as a coachman? ! Cui Yingying gritted her teeth bitterly, and two clusters of flames burst out from her eyes.
What is that woman? Isn't it the daughter of a general? She is a daughter of a prime minister, and her father is at the same level as her father, so why are they treated so differently? Resentfully, she turned around, got into another carriage and followed behind.
In the front, in the gorgeous carriage, Linghu Shuiyue was lazily lying in Zhu Youhong's arms like a kitten. Regarding that Cui Yingying just now, Linghu Shuiyue didn't want to say a word.
"Aifei, haven't you had enough sleep yet?" The man hugged the woman, and gently stroked her hair with his hands, as if he was stroking the fur of a small pet.
Is she getting enough sleep? Didn't get any sleep all night, okay? However, this man did not sleep like her. It was a bright morning, but he was full of energy and not tired at all. But she wanted to sleep very much, so she lay in his arms and continued to sleep.
The man was really in high spirits, and suddenly he brushed her hair and asked excitedly, "Guess, did your brother and Prince Duanmu have a wedding ceremony last night?"
When Linghu Shuiyue heard it, she raised her face "咻", glared at Zhu Youhong angrily and said, "Are you a man? Gossip like a woman?"
damn it! She is also a little curious! I'm so sorry brother!
"Are you still asking me if I am a man? I couldn't prove it last night? Then tonight I worked hard as a husband to prove it to my concubine, okay?" The man opened his mouth, always thinking about the seven postures of last night.
Linghu Shuiyue closed her eyes angrily, not bothering to pay attention to this man whose brain has become dirty.