Chapter 389: Gu Chongshan, how long have you been serving this palace?

Just when the Nan sisters entered the Shi Lang Mansion.
In the palace.
The palace is magnificent and splendid, and the maids walk through the verandas of carved dragons and phoenixes in an orderly manner. The imperial garden is beautifully landscaped, and it is the wealth of a dynasty.
The young man wearing a bright yellow tufted dragon-patterned brocade robe, standing in the small pavilion high in the imperial garden, was teasing a gray-white sea Dongqing with smooth fur.
Cheng Zaixi brought a bowl of raw chicken thighs, and said respectfully: "There is news from outside that the Nan family has entered the imperial city and Nan Baoyi temporarily resides in the Minister's Mansion of the Ministry of Rites."
She was talking, quietly raising her eyes to look at Chu Huainan.
In the eyes of apricot, I adore it with all my heart.
Chu Huainan picked up a piece of fresh and tender raw meat with tongs and watched Hai Dongqing swallow it in one bite.
The curve of his lips is gentle, "I will write an invitation for Gu, and invite Princess Baoyi to a banquet at the Prince's Mansion. I want to take her to see Costin. I will tell her that I am willing to accompany her to visit the snow scene in Shengjing."
"Yes……"
Cheng Zaixi responded, and then hesitated to remonstrate: "His Royal Highness likes Nan Baoyi, but Nan Baoyi is already Xiao Yi's fiancé. If you want to win over Xiao Yi and the Nan family, why not consider Nan Baozhu?"
She is sincerely planning for Chu Huainan.
Chu Huainan stroked Hai Dongqing’s feathers with a gentle voice:
Before meeting her, the lonely may be able to die. But when I meet her, the lonely will not want to die again. Even if she already has a fiancé, lonely , Still willing to try hard."
The cold wind is everywhere.
Xixue fell on Chu Huainan's eyelashes, this gentle and jade man, without the city and depth that a prince of a country should have, looked like a child when he laughed.
Cheng Zaixi pouted.
She whispered: "In Shengjing City, no courtier is willing to stand by your side... You are still going so arbitrarily, which is really worrying."
Chu Huainan chuckles.
He turned around and took the small bowl full of raw meat.
He took a double-stranded golden hairpin from his arms and sent it to Cheng Zaixi, "Today is your birthday, and your relatives are no longer there. This hairpin should be a gift for you alone."
Cheng Zaixi held the golden hairpin.
If it were in the past, she would have been very happy and proud to receive the golden hairpin from her Highness.
But now...
She looked at Chu Huainan.
He began to look at the snow scene of Miyagi again.
He is the crown prince, but he is so lonely.
Cheng Zaixi stood silently behind him, with more admiration in his eyes.
Deep in the harem.
The grand palace girl rolled up the felt curtain.
The maidservants stepped respectfully into the palace threshold with the red lacquered trays.
The fire dragon in the temple was burning very vigorously, and it was still smelling of sweet peony flowers.
Mahogany carved chaise longue, under the window.
The gorgeous and precious peony folded branch pattern Song brocade, falling from the imperial concubine couch to the ground, the beauty lying on the Song brocade pile, white skin wins snow, black hair piles clouds.
She slowly raised her calf, and the luxurious gold woven gauze was hooked on the toes covered with Dan Kou. If it seemed to be indistinct, it would be more amorous.
She has tight skin and a slender figure, only the fine lines at the corners of her eyes when she laughs, betraying her true age of nearly forty.
A pair of slender cold white hands fell on her waist.
Use your fingertips to squeeze the pearl ointment and make a circle to promote absorption.
The person kneeling on the couch has a long body, wearing a navy blue-bottomed official gown with smoke ripples, a string of ebony beads between the neck, red lips, white teeth, high nose and narrow eyes, just like a beautiful young man depicted with fine brushwork.
Gu Chongshan lowered his eyebrows, "Is the empress still satisfied with this strength?"
"You have served this palace for many years. Is there any reason for this palace to be dissatisfied. Nan Baoyi has entered the city?"
"Yes, now I am temporarily living in the Southern Servant Mansion."
Gu Chongshan's fingertips walked along her waist.
"Killing Xin'er in this palace, she even dared to appear in Shengjing..."
Concubine Jiang sneered at the corners of her lips, "Shangyuan Festival, she will definitely attend the palace banquet. Gu Chongshan, my palace wants her to be ruined, not to die!"
The long eyelashes conceal the deep emotions in the man's pupils.
Gu Chongshan curled up his red lips and gently said yes.
Concubine Jiang Gui turned over lazily.
She hooked Gu Chongshan's neck, her eyes were silky, and her voice was soft: "Since returning from Jinguancheng, the nine-thousand-year-old in this palace is like a different person... Gu Chongshan, how long have you been serving this palace?"
Gu Chongshan kept his eyes down.
In my mind, Nan Baoyi's voice and smile appeared inexplicably.
He thin lips and lightly said: "Didn't Mi Xia serve a good lady? The slave has taught him all the methods of serving a lady."
Concubine Jiang Gui is very keen: "Are you rejecting this palace?"
"The slave dare not—"
"lie!"
Concubine Jiang raised her hand and slapped him viciously.
Gu Chongshan got up and went to bed, and knelt beside his feet with a blank face.
"Dead castration, a dog with no roots! This palace can promote you as the governor of the West Factory, or send you back to the cold palace! You are just a dog under the palace seat! Gu Chongshan, serve the palace, yes Your pleasure!"
With her toes, she humiliated Gu Chongshan's jaw.
She solemnly commanded: "Kiss my palace."
Gu Chongshan's eyebrows are like mountains.
For a long time, he held Concubine Jiang's feet.
He kissed the back of her instep, and kissed all the way up her calf.
Concubine Jiang Gui was lying on the couch with one hand around his neck, her red lips leaning towards his neck and ears contentedly, "This is a good obedient dog..."
An hour later.
The court lady picked up the felt.
Gu Chongshan stepped out of the palace threshold.
The hands have been carefully washed.
Standing under the corridor, he wiped his fingertips with a clean white handkerchief, while looking at Miyagi indifferently.
It's snowing again...
The fine snow lingered, rustling down from the clouds in the sky, turning everything in the field of vision into pure white.
The world is white and clean.
His pressure to wipe his fingertips gradually increased.
Blush gradually appeared at the end of his eyes.
He threw away the white handkerchief.
A thin layer of fine snow accumulates on the white jade carved handrail.
He reached out and touched Xixue.
When he touched the cold, his fingertips trembled lightly, and then slowly retracted his hand.
Some things are out of reach.
The little who followed was distressed: "Supervisor..."
"Go and post to Nan Shi Lang's Mansion and ask her to attend the Shang Yuan Festival Palace Banquet in three days."
"Yes……"
Because of King Jing's son, Nan Baoyi's reputation is quite strong in Shengjing.
Almost the ownership is expensive, and they are all curious about this little princess from Shu County.
But only half a day after arriving in Shengjing, the invitations from each family flew to the House of Minister of Libu.
Flower hall.
Nan Jin and Nan Chun looked at the table full of invitations, their expressions could not hide their envy.
Nan Jin opened one privately and exclaimed: "It was actually an invitation from the Prince's Mansion! His Royal Highness invited her to see the birds in the Prince's Mansion, and he would also take her to visit the snow scene of Shengjing! Mother, Nan Baoyi is the son of Prince Jing My fiancée is so unscrupulous, I have to go to the Prince's Mansion to watch the birds!"
"The invitation of the princess, the invitation of the daughter of Song Taishi, the invitation of the girl of the Jin family..." Nan Chun opened a piece of the post, "This is the invitation to the palace banquet of the palace!"
"What?!" Nan Jin grabbed it, "It really is an invitation to the palace banquet! Mother, we are not qualified to enter the palace, Nan Baoyi can go!"
Liu drank the tea and smiled and said, "Why would it be difficult to enter the palace? Cut off the post and enter the palace instead of her. At that time, he said that Nan Baoyi was sick and could not attend the palace banquet."