Does the lord lack a pendant?

Chapter 223 What a Big Xinhua Bookstore

Yue Jianxi looked at him strangely: "I don't know, doesn't it just mean simple and nervous?"

In modern times, she is an orphan, and she doesn't even know who her parents are, so how can she be in the mood to understand the meaning of her name.

The friends in the organization all explained her name in this way, saying that she lived up to her name.

Could it be that Jianxi has some special meaning?

Just as Lian Lusheng was about to say something, a startling voice came from outside: "Master, Wangfei sent someone to invite you over."

Lian Liangsheng's eyes dimmed, he let go of Yue Jianxi and stood up: "The answer you want is in the study, look for it slowly, if you can't find it, it looks good to you."

After leaving this sentence, Lian Hesheng took his robe and put it into the screen, changed his clothes and went out.

Resolutely, without a single pause.

Yue Jianxi's ass is still hurting, and the perpetrator has already gone.

She wiped her tears, put on her clothes and went to the study next to her.

No matter what, you must at least know how to read Bei characters!

Even if you are a rival in love, you have to know what your rival is called.

But she faintly felt that it might not be what she had guessed.

Maybe she ate the vinegar in vain.

But when she got to the study, she was totally stupefied.

What kind of study is this? This is simply a Xinhua Bookstore!
Damn, in a space of [-] square meters, all four walls are filled with bookshelves, and the shelves are full of books.

Just looking at it can make you dizzy.

Asking her to find answers in these books is like finding a needle in a haystack!
But thinking of Lian Lusheng's warning, Yue Jianxi bit the bullet again and decided to learn from it.

When Lian Lusheng found Princess Xuan, she was in Prince Xuan's room wiping his body.

Although her health has not been very good in the past few years, she still insists on doing this every day.

Prince Xuan was lying on the bed as if he had fallen asleep. He couldn't move at all, but people were sentient.

Sometimes, he will occasionally move his fingers to let people know that he is not dead.

Seeing Lian Lusheng coming in, Princess Xuan covered King Xuan with a thin blanket, turned to look at him: "Ah Yu, what do you think about today's incident?"

Lian Lusheng said calmly: "As mother saw, the younger sister of Emperor Qin's daughter, my son has taken a fancy to it."

Princess Xuan sighed: "He is very good-looking, but his status is too low to match you. If you really like it, marry him and be a side concubine."

Lian Hesheng frowned slightly: "What if she has enough status?"

"How could the status be enough? Even the status of the princess of Qin is too low, let alone she is just a righteous sister."

Lian Lusheng curled his lips and smiled lightly: "Mother, I think she has enough status, so she must have a way."

Concubine Xuan was in a hurry, she pulled him over and said solemnly: "Don't be foolish, liking her doesn't mean you won't be allowed to marry her, but the main wife must be a real noble daughter of a noble family, and her blood must not be impure in the slightest."

Lian Lusheng raised his eyebrows: "What if she is An Lehou's prostitute?"

"An Lehou? Where did An Lehou come from?" Princess Xuan looked at a loss.

"The second bedroom of Yuefu."

"Aren't they all dead?"

"An Lehou is gone, but his first daughter is still here."

Princess Xuan looked at him in shock: "You mean that little trash?"

Lian Lusheng's eyes were slightly cold: "Mother, she is not a waste. The queen mother's illness and several of my subordinates who are suffering from incurable diseases are almost cured by her."

Princess Xuan shook her head: "No matter how powerful that little trash is, she's still a trash, and besides, the step-sister of the Queen of Qin and the little trash..."

Princess Xuan stopped in the middle of her speech, and a thought in her heart scared her.

　I'm sorry to give the article three points while urging updates, and all speeches are banned. Don't ask me why, because the author has a glass heart.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)