Chapter 542: No shortage of women

In the early morning of the next day, Murong Yi Fei Shen left Liuyuan refreshedly, but Xuan Kun, who had always been talkative, couldn't stand his spirits, and folded his arms in the corner, looking very tired.
"Why didn't you sleep well last night?" Murong Yifei was in a good mood, and he cared about his subordinates by the way.
"Your lord, can we come to Liuyuan without warning?" Xuan Kun asked helplessly.
"Huh?" Murong Yifei looked at him doubtfully. Xuan Kun had not followed him for a year or two. He had always been quite satisfactory. He had never asked about his whereabouts.
"You don't know, the room is as cold as an ice cellar, and people can't sleep because of the cold. The villain doesn't have the blessing of the lord, there is a warm place to go." Xuan Kun couldn't help but complain.
Murong Yifei Nienjun couldn't help but yeah, he was in a hot house and a beautiful house in his arms. He glanced up and down a few times, and he asked faintly: "This king remembers that you are not dressed so thin!"
Xuan Kun's face suddenly turned red, and Zhizhi Wuwu said, "That, in the hurry of getting up in the morning, I forgot to be in Liuyuan."
What should I do, I can't always say that I took Xiangxiangxiyu, right? He found that not only was his temper not as big as the master of his family, but even this cheek was definitely not as thick as the master. It's such a trivial matter, he was embarrassed to admit it.
"Forget it?" Murong Yifei gave him a meaningful look. But he remembered the people who knew the seven hundred years of millet and the eight hundred years of bran, and would such a trivial thing be forgotten?
An Wang shook the fox fur on his lap and stopped speaking.
"Thank you prince." Xuan Kun said gratefully to Dade.
He took it politely, and wrapped himself tightly. The long-lost warmth made him feel moaning comfortably, and quickly took a nap.
I don't know how long after that, I only heard a scream from the coachman, followed by the sound of the horse's four-footed horse. Xuankun woke up suddenly, without any hesitation. When the curtain was picked, the man rushed out.
"What's going on?" He asked with a frown.
"Xuan Ye, this, this early morning someone even stopped the way." The driver said in fright.
He drove the carriage well, but a woman ran over the cold road, threw his arms straight and rushed over. If he hadn't strangled the reins, who would know if there would be a grievance under this wheel. Fortunately, the carriage stopped a few steps away from her, so scared that he had never recovered.
Xuan Kun looked at him in the direction of his finger, and there really was a woman standing there. He saw at a glance that this was Liu Yuyao, who appeared in front of the gate of Anwang Mansion yesterday evening. I really don't know what kind of madness happened this morning?
"This girl, please ask you to make way." Xuan Kun didn't want to say much, this woman is afraid that the comer is not good!
"I want to meet An Wang." Liu Yuyao said one by one.
"My prince has something important, it is not convenient to meet." Xuan Kun refused very directly.
Joke, who is the prince in his family who wants to see him? The Liu family is now losing ground. Where did this courage and confidence come from?
"If the prince refuses to meet, the little girl would rather ride a horse on a treadmill." Liu Yuyao said fearlessly.
She laid her heart down, and she was not afraid of anything. The big deal is death. If the Liu family cannot be saved, her ending may be even worse than death.
Xuankun stretched out his hand and wanted to lift her away. Does anyone who doesn't know how high and thick is also worthy of seeing the Lord? If all the threats worked, his master would do nothing this day.
"Slow! Xuan Kun, ask her to answer the question." Murong Yifei's cold voice came from the carriage.
"Yes." Xuan Kun bowed in a bow, reluctantly gave way to Liu Yuyao.
"Have seen the prince." Liu Yuyao hurriedly asked for salute, the rules were not bad at all.
"Liu Yuyao, what's the matter with you when you meet this king?" Murong Yifei asked lazily, leaning on the carriage without opening the curtain.
"My lord, how did the prince think about my affair yesterday?" Liu Yuyao asked directly.
Now she can't take shyness anymore, no matter what means she uses, she just wants to quickly catch the line of An Wang Mansion, as long as Murong Yifei can save the Liu family.
"What's the princess promised you? You can go find her, though." Murong Yifei said extremely coldly.
He didn't have any interest in asking about women's affairs, just let them explain the gong face to face and the drum to make it clear.
"The princess promised that I could enter the house to be a side concubine." Liu Yuyao bit her lower lip and said, she could not care what shame!
"She promised countless things. This king is the only one who can marry the king, the father, and the queen." Murong Yifei had a headache.
The person he didn't like had a thoughtful sharpened head who wanted to drill into An Wang Mansion, but the famous and well-established princess left the Mansion repeatedly and lived in such a remote place. What's the matter?
"Master, did you go to Liuyuan last night? Did the princess change her mind?" Liu Yuyao asked eagerly.
Murong Yifei was silent for a while. Was he necessary to account for such a woman?
"I knew that Liu Xinmei was a double-faced, three-cut, sweet-faced bitter." Liu Yuyao said bitterly.
"Girl, please don't talk nonsense, my princess is not that kind of person." Xuan Kun could not help but refute, when Princess An's turn can be an ordinary woman to discuss.
"Well, when I met her yesterday, she said well, she said she did n’t care that I married An Wang and was a side concubine. And she also said that if the prince is willing, she ’s in the position of the concubine. You can let it out. But when the prince went to Liuyuan, everything changed. Wasn't she blowing the pillow wind? "Liu Yuyao was speechless.
Murong Yifei's eyebrows were frowning, and he could be sure that he didn't like this Liu Yuyao very much. Liu Xinmei will occasionally play tricks, but he won't say such bad words. Where is there a look like a boudoir, it is simply a shrew! In contrast, he still prefers Liu Xinmei's spicy portion, not to mention that it's splashy, but the meaning is quite different.
"Liu Yuyao, do you think that Wang is the soft-hearted person? With just a few words of the woman, you will change your mind?" Murong Yifei's cold voice spread again.
"Then the prince never changed his mind?" Liu Yuyao's eyes sparkled again.
"Yes, never, this king has never thought of agreeing to you from beginning to end. The most indispensable part of my Wang's mansion is a woman." Murong Yifei said sarcastically.