Chapter 935: Prince Dun

  Chapter 935 Prince Dun-level figures
  At half past six in the evening, Wei Ang drove back to the courtyard.
  Prince Wu Lu and Shang Zonghai were sitting in the pavilion drinking tea and chatting.
  The sky is getting dark, and the light curtains are surrounded by ground lamps. As Li Qiao and Shang Yu enter the door, Shang Zonghai raises his chin, "The girl you are worried about is back."
  Prince Wu Lu turned his head, looking at Li Qiao, his eyes were filled with a gentle smile.
  Li Qiao walked forward and politely nodded, "Dad, Uncle Wu."
  Shang Zonghai but smiled, his gaze flicked between her eyebrows and eyes, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Shang Yu's figure, and his smile deepened.
  At this time, Prince Wu Lu looked at Li Qiao and Shang Yu, reached out and clicked on her, "You child, after walking for so long, are you finally willing to come back?"
  Li Qiao smiled and passed the antique box over, "Uncle Wu, this is a gift from me and Shaoyan."
  Prince Wu Lu glanced angrily,
Don’t think you can please me by giving me some gadgets.

  "Look first." Li Qiao passed it forward again.
  Prince Wu Lu pressed his lips to take it, opened it, and his eyes brightened, "This is..."
  Li Qiao smiled and nodded, "Your favorite jade carving, palace architectural model."
  "It cost a lot of money, right?" Prince Wu Lu rubbed the delicate jade, which became more radiant and plump under the shining of the floor lamp.
  Li Qiao said that he didn't spend any money.
  Prince Wu Lu only regarded her as a joke. He grabbed the palm-sized jade and carve it carefully, and he couldn't put it down.
  Myanmar produces jade, but jade carvings with good quality and fine workmanship are hard to come by.
  This jade carving from the Royal Palace of Jadeite, regardless of color and carving work, is a must.
  Of course, Li Qiao never lied, and this jade sculpture did not cost money.
  Because Kansa Antique City in Myanmar is Jin Rong’s property.
  Not long ago, she and Shang Yu went to choose a gift, but somehow it reached Jin Rong’s ears.
So, the godfather called over and said generously, "Qiqi, pick whatever you like, don't need to pay, if there is no one in the store, you can go to the warehouse in the antique city and you know the password. "
  ……
  Dinner, Prince Wu Lu, Shang Zonghai and others gathered around a table. In the restaurant on the second floor of the main building, the wine was full of fragrance and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
  Half of the meal, Prince Wu Lu was holding a wine glass and looking at Li Qiao with a slightly sullen cheek, "Pretty, in Burma, remember not to act impulsively, you know?"
  Li Qiao answered calmly, "I know, you can rest assured."
   "Heh." Prince Wu Lu gave a short laugh, then turned his eyes to complain to Shang Zonghai: "Old Shang, don't you know that this kid is good at everything, but he has a bad temper. I thought..."
  Li Qiao picked up the jug in time to refill for him, and said, "Uncle Wu, it's all over."
  Prince Wu Lu’s words were interrupted by her, and then he shook his head and laughed,
It passed by you, but others may not think so. In short, you are obedient, think twice about everything, and don’t be too impulsive.

  How can she be impulsive...
  Li Qiao nodded perfunctorily, but the left ear went in and the right ear came out.
  Not long after, Wei Ang came to the living room, and the official report: "Patriarch, Mr. Su Moshi is here."
Shang Zonghai bent his lips, "Let him in."
  Li Qiao flashed her eyes down, seemingly thoughtful.
  Uncle Wu and Shang Zonghai seem to be talking and laughing, but Uncle Wu’s behavior undoubtedly reveals humility and respect.
  That was the cautiousness she had never seen in Uncle Wu.
  Even when dealing with the supreme leader of Myanmar, Uncle Wu seldom bends down and bows his head.
  Li Qiao looked towards Shang Zonghai without a trace, suspicious in her heart.
  In a blink of an eye, Su Moshi walked in with Wei Ang, "Dad, business owner."
  Shang Zonghai responded, and immediately met with Prince Wu Lu's eyes, and said with a gracious face: "Girl, help entertain you."
  Li Qiao readily agreed, got up and took Su Moshi out of the restaurant.
  She knew that Shang Zonghai was just taking the opportunity to support her.
  In the living room, Li Qiao sat opposite Su Moshi, holding her forehead with one hand and raising her eyelid, "How are the wedding preparations?"
   "It's almost there." Su Moshijun's face was slightly haggard, and he sighed against the back of his chair, "I used to think that the wedding was very simple, it was nothing more than going through the process. Now that I have done it myself, it's not too much trouble."
   Hearing the sound, Li Qiao raised her eyebrows lightly.
Su Moshi squeezed his eyebrows and looked at Li Qiao with a non-smiling smile, "Indeed, so I deliberately let someone keep a detailed record of the process. When you and Yan Ye get married, maybe you can refer to it. "
  Li Qiao was silent for a moment, and finally said nothing.
  The wedding between her and Shang Yu has not been put on the agenda. Even if they are married after receiving the certificate, the wedding is just an explanation to the outside world, and it is not in a hurry.
  When Su Mo saw Li Qiao's silence, she guessed that she might not want to talk more. He leaned over and picked up the mineral water from the coffee table. After unscrewing it, he asked, "Xiao Yehui's matter, is it your handwriting?"
   "What?" Li Qiao returned to her senses, her eyes faintly.
  Su Moshi drank slobber, his eyes were slightly ironic, "His marriage to the princess has not been announced, and the wedding may be postponed indefinitely."
   "Oh." Li Qiao chuckled her lips eagerly, "It's normal, but it's weird not to postpone it."
  Su Moshi smiled heartily, "You really did what you said."
  Li Qiao don't open her face, a gloomy light floats under her eyes, "Maybe it's God's will."
   "Tell me, what have you done?"
   Su Moshi was curious and unaware that the marriage between the royal family and the aristocracy was so vulnerable?
  Li Qiao looked back at him, thought for two seconds, and then explained a few words concisely.
In the end, she raised her lips arbitrarily and summed it up playfully: "The Global Club openly slandered the archbishop, and the second crown prince was implicated and accused by thousands. He desperately needs to lower his attention and divert the public attention. How can he organize a wedding to attract the people? attention."
   Even if the second crown prince is not deep in the city, the most basic means of self-protection are also available.
  Not to mention...
   Obviously it was Xiao Hongdao who instructed the Global News Agency to bombard the archbishop, but in the end the second crown prince provoked a commotion.
  Bundling of interests has never been able to withstand wind and rain. The second crown prince and Xiao Hongdao have already produced grievances, and Childman has been hit hard by public opinion one after another. Even if it is not regarded as internal and external troubles, it is not so easy to use the wedding to regain face.
  Su Moshi raised his eyebrows in surprise,
Yan Ye is worthy of being Yan Ye, who can actually make the House of Lords issue an announcement. I have been in the British Emperor for so many years, and I have never heard of it.

  Li Qiao looked at him faintly and casually said astonishingly, "The announcement... was not made by him."
   "That..."
  Li Qiao lightly raised her chin in the direction of the restaurant, "Shang Dad intervened in the middle, and the following things are all related to him."
   Su Mo's pupils trembled, and he straightened up slightly, "Your father, what's the background? He also belongs to this other courtyard, do you know?"
   "Are you sure?" Li Qiao couldn't be surprised. He thought that the other courtyard was just a temporary residence lent to Shang Zonghai by a certain prince or Uncle Wu, but he never thought that the other courtyard belonged to him.
  The door lintel is carved with a pattern of honor of Prince Dun. The owner of this courtyard can only be a figure of Prince Dun’s level.
  　 There are only two changes today.
  　　 I was on a business trip recently, and I won’t be able to return to Beijing until the weekend. I try my best to make sure that there are at least two shifts a day, and write as much as possible.
  　　 After returning to Beijing, let’s make up slowly...
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)