Morbid pet

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A picture of a beauty was thrown on the dragon case in the imperial study.

"What does this mean?" Zhou Yu asked with a smile.

Chang Le said indifferently: "I went to the residence of General Zhen Guo to help you marry her today. General Pu's daughter, Pu Mengying, really loves you. Let's get married and have a little prince or princess as soon as possible. Let's have fun."

The smile on Zhou Yu's face gradually disappeared. He didn't even look at the picture of the beauty, and immediately burned it to a handful of ashes on the candle. "My marriage, why do you come to help me decide?" He gritted his teeth.

Chang Le sneered, waving the black gold round fan in his hand, and sat down on the rug under the dragon chair. "Oh? I won't make the decision for you. Could it be possible to let your sister come?"

Zhou Yu's expression froze completely. "Songyue. Songyue came to see you alone?"

"No." Chang Le replied casually, her eyes did not fall on Zhou Yu's body at all, but only circled on the ashes of the picture of the beauty. "Miss Pu is a straightforward person, you will like it, don't you want to meet?"

"I don't want to." Zhou Yu turned his head and said without thinking.

"pity."

Zhou Yu pulled Chang Le's bright wrist, "You really want to watch me marry a wife?"

Chang Le nodded, "Thinking about it, I've been thinking about it for half my life, didn't I realize it? You want three thousand beauties in the harem, and a long line of heirs. I'm waiting."

Zhou Yu's heart felt cold, he let go, turned around and walked to the bookshelf, propped his head with his jaws open. "Chang Le, you think about it before you speak, don't say these words to provoke me."

Chang Le got up and left, and when he reached the door, he said: "Tomorrow at noon, Shengzhu Palace."

When Zhou Yu looked back, she had already left.

bang-

Zhou Yu smashed things all over the floor.
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The next day.

Shengzhu Palace.

Changle is wearing a thin black gauze today, with a chest-length underskirt underneath. She has long since disliked wearing gold and wearing a phoenix. The conspicuous black carriage went up and down.

Zhou Yu had arrived long ago, and he stood at the door looking at Chang Le reluctantly.

Shengzhu Palace is a rare restaurant in Changle. It has just been decorated. It is a small courtyard with Jiangnan style. Based on the decoration of Changsheng, Changle has raised the decoration to a higher level. Originally, a bowl of cabbage can only be sold for ten silver coins, but now it can be sold. One or two.

It stands out.

Changle doesn't think such a luxurious restaurant can really make any money.

She hadn't been here once during the first half month of opening, but when she came today, she found it was overcrowded.

"Tsk tsk. It's not bad." Chang Le walked in from Zhou Yu's side and commented.

The waiter in the store didn't know Chang Le, so he just regarded it as a big customer, and immediately stepped forward to greet him warmly: "Miss, do you have a reservation?"

Changle nodded: "Yes, Diancui—"

Dian Cui followed, "We're planning to be on the third floor."

The waiter nodded, "Which private room on the third floor?"

Dian Cui shook her head, "There is no private room reserved."

Shopkeeper Erhui: "Then maybe I have to check with the shop manager first, because all the private rooms on the third floor have already been booked out today."

Chang Le said lightly: "I will tell you who is in charge, my name is Chang Le."

The waiter suddenly raised his head, biting his tongue with his teeth inadvertently, "You are the boss! Your Highness, you are not the boss. Please hurry up, third floor!"

Chang Le followed Xiao Er upstairs, and a woman's head suddenly appeared at the corner of the spiral staircase.She blinked and smiled at Chang Le, "Your Highness, you are here."

Chang Le put away the impatient expression on her face, and she said to Pu Mengying: "Mengying, come quickly. I thought you haven't arrived yet, have you seen it?" Her eyes wandered on Zhou Yu's face .

Zhou Yu said sullenly: "No, I have been standing at the door waiting for you."

Chang Le smiled knowingly: "Let's go, go up and talk."

Pu Mengying smiled, "Okay, thank you Your Highness."

The decoration of Shengzhu Palace is very good, and it also benefits from Changsheng's talent in architecture. Craftsmen can easily modify it, except for some materials such as bricks and tiles, which are relatively cheap and come from the outside. Said that it doesn't look very good-looking, but there is something hidden inside.

Chang Le calmly sat on the back of the chair, looking at some decorations on the third floor.

The third floor was originally used for Changsheng's rest, but he is not in Chang'an City now, so the third floor was violently opened up by Changle and changed into three independent private rooms. The partitions between the private rooms are not walls but Jiangnan style ink screens.

The custom-made screen is very beautiful. When unfolded, there are three independent rooms. But when the screen is slightly closed, it becomes a large and transparent layout.

The tableware, tables and chairs used by Shengzhugong are all custom-made, with the bamboo logo of Shengzhugong, which has a unique atmosphere. There is also a pond next to each table, in which there are beautiful goldfish.

Pu Mengying praised: "This place is said to be newly opened. The owner at the beginning sold it in a hurry and left. The big boss who took over later turned out to be Your Highness! You really have good taste."

Chang Le said indifferently: "Just for fun, this building was renovated by my brother, and it is reasonable for my sister to take it back and reopen it."

Zhou Yu kept pursing his lips tightly and did not speak. From the beginning to the end, his gaze never fell on Pu Mengying, but Pu Mengying blushed when she saw him.Chang Le took a sip of green tea and had a panoramic view of these little thoughts.

Pu Mengying turned her head to look at Zhou Yu, "Your Majesty." Zhou Yu raised his hand to interrupt her next words, "Don't call me Your Majesty outside, just call me Mr. Zhou."

"Oh, Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry." Pu Mengying lowered her head and said.

Zhou Yu ignored her.

The atmosphere on the table was even more awkward.

Changle seemed to be watching a good show, drinking his own green tea without saying a word.

Zhou Yu looked at Chang Le, "You didn't like drinking green tea before."

Chang Le put down the teacup, frivolously frivolously. "People are going to change."

Zhou Yu: "I haven't changed."

Chang Le raised his hand to greet Xiao Er, "Serve the food."

"Dele."

Pu Mengying knew what she was here for today, she wanted Zhou Yu to remember herself!She turned her head to the maid Mingyue and said, "Mingyue, take out the Huadiao wine we brought."

Mingyue responded, and took out three pots of Huadiao wine with bright red necks from the bag behind her, and placed them neatly on the wood-grained stone table.

Pu Mengying got up to help Zhou Yu pour the wine. It was rare that he did not refuse, but looked at her indifferently, then nodded indistinctly, as if treating a servant. But she is not the person who gives up so easily .

"Mr. Zhou, this is the authentic Huadiao wine that my father brought back from northern Xinjiang. It was originally reserved for my wedding banquet, but today I heard that I will have dinner with you, so I must deliver the wine to you. In front of you, enjoy together."