Husband of Emperor Husband: Queen of Sky Price

Chapter 11

There are only two words in my mind, evildoer, this man is born with the ability to confuse people...

"Is it very interesting?" Chu Qianyi's black eyes deepened, he raised his eyebrows, smiled, raised his brocade sleeves, and said to the door in a charming way: "Jin, go and invite the Prince of Nan'an here immediately." , let’s say something interesting happened here.”

"Yes, son."

Through the door, a dark voice sounded, and then it left with a feather-like sound. There was light laughter in the private room, and the eyes of the three men moved downstairs again.

At the exit downstairs, Mu Qingyao frowned slightly, and looked up at a certain window on the second floor, making sure that the people inside were looking at her, but she couldn't see the people inside clearly, her eyes darkened , pursing his lips in displeasure.

Mei Xin and Lu'er saw that the lady's expression was not good, and they didn't know what happened, so they asked cautiously: "Miss, do you want to go to the private room on the second floor?"

"No, it's in the lobby downstairs."

Mu Qingyao shook her head, glanced at the hall casually, there were more than a dozen tables and chairs neatly lined up, some guests were drinking tea and chatting with melon seeds, at this time those people turned their heads to stare at their master and servant People, there are surprises, surprises, and disbelief in their eyes?
Mu Qingyao's black eyes were clear and quiet, with some cold light drifting past, those people immediately turned their heads in shock, not daring to look at the door again, Miss Mu San's sharp eyes were as sharp as a drawn sword, and the cold air radiated Overflow, people dare not look directly at.

As soon as Mei Xin heard the young lady's words, she quickly raised her head to look around her, and finally settled her eyes on the seat near the window in the farthest corner.

"Miss, this way."

The group of three walked to the corner of the hall, and the waiter followed them closely. The little girl Mei Xin took out a sweat towel to make a bedding, and invited Mu Qingyao to sit down.

"Miss, please sit down."

"Well," Mu Qingyao nodded, and sat down slowly. This position has a good view, and the scene on the street can be seen at a glance, and even the situation in the store is in sight.

"Miss San, do you still follow the old rules?"

The waiter in the shop opened his mouth attentively, took off the towel from his shoulders, and wiped the table again and again. Although the table was clean enough, looking at the fairy-like person in front of him, he was afraid that the place would stain her: "Okay, Serve a pot of good tea, and prepare some delicate snacks."

"Yes, little one, let's get ready."

The shop waiter retreated to get ready, Mu Qingyao casually looked up at the interior decoration, the color of the first floor is very simple, mainly dark colors, the tables, chairs, counters, and shelves are all painted with brown paint, at a glance, the atmosphere is simple, But in the middle of the sky, the space between the second floor and the first floor is decorated with a lot of green vine leaves, which makes the teahouse full of greenery.

Mu Qingyao looked away, and found that Mei Xin and Lu'er were standing aside, ordering the two girls calmly.

"Sit down, you two are tired too, let's have something to eat together later."

"Miss, us?" Lu'er wanted to say, how can a slave girl sit and eat with the master, but Mei Xin took her to sit down first, she already had a little understanding of the nature of the lady, that's what she said , cannot be resisted and questioned, otherwise it is asking for trouble.

"Yes, ma'am."

Just as the two little girls sat down, the shop waiter came over with a tray. On it was a pot of good tea, as well as our signature dim sum, the best snow red, sweet-scented osmanthus jujube cake, two-color horseshoe cake...

The waiter in the shop arranged the things one by one, and said respectfully: "Miss San, please use it slowly, if you need anything, please call the little one."

"Go," Mu Qingyao's voice was so clear that no one dared to have the slightest objection. When the shop waiter stepped back, Mei Xin poured tea for Mu Qingyao lightly, and the two little girls I also drink tea and eat snacks with her, but I feel comfortable.

But just after having an ounce of tea, a gorgeous carriage arrived in front of Mingfeng Tower. The walls of the carriage were surrounded by brocade forging, and the four corners were inlaid with fist-sized cat stones, and there were also gold thread tassels hanging down, dazzling in the sun. Flashing, as soon as the carriage stopped, two nimble men jumped down from the driver's seat, wearing black gowns, looked up at Mingfeng Tower, and lifted the curtain respectfully.

"Master, we are here."

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall man came down from the carriage. The sun was shining on his face, and there was not even a trace of blemish. Ruo Peach Blossom, slender and shapely, with a straight and high nose, lips are not cool and thin, but thick and sexy, glowing with sparkling luster, black silk tied up with gold hairpins, extravagant and extraordinary, this man is as beautiful as he is beautiful Alas, but he was extremely indifferent. As far as he could see, he was three feet frozen. The coldness came from his bones. It was obviously a hot summer, but when he stood in the hall, everyone felt a slight coolness soaking in, and the atmosphere He didn't dare to come out, so he quickly lowered his head to drink tea, not even daring to look at him.

When Mu Qingyao saw him just now, her heart trembled slightly. This seemed to come from the instinctive reaction of her predecessor. She was beaten to death by his fist...

He is Murong Liuzhao, King of Nan'an of Xianyue Kingdom. He always treats women as nothing, and is low-key and indifferent.

"My lord, is the master waiting upstairs?"

The person who spoke was Chu Qianyi's subordinate, that guy named Jin, who respectfully invited Prince Nan'an to go upstairs.

A group of people moved upstairs, and when they reached the entrance of the stairs, Murong Liuzhao stopped abruptly, turned around and looked at a corner of the hall, it seemed that someone was sizing him up just now, it turned out to be a woman, and the other was dressed in white, drinking as if nothing had happened. Tea, the woman looking at the street scene outside the window, who is she?
He can be sure that she was looking at him just now, but it was only for a moment, but at that moment, he caught her distinctive sharpness, disdain, yes, disdain, even if it was so far apart, he would I can feel her disdain...

How dare a woman?

Murong Liuzhao's eyes darkened, and the chill all over his body became even worse. Jin and another subordinate who followed closely behind him looked at him nervously, and asked cautiously: "My lord?"

"Go up," said the indifferent voice, and a group of people walked to the second floor.

It wasn't until the group of them disappeared at the top of the stairs that the hall came alive and continued drinking tea and chatting...

Just now, Mei Xin and Lu'er were so nervous that their palms were sweating, and their nails were almost digging into their flesh. Prince Nan'an actually looked over. Fortunately, the lady was looking out the window. If he recognized the lady, it would be great. Thinking of this, Mei Xin became worried again.

"Miss, we've had tea and pastries, so let's go home."

"Yes, Miss, are you tired? Let's go back." Lu'er chimed in, hoping that Miss would nod and leave here. Just now they were so afraid that Miss would rush up and pester Prince Nan'an again, but luckily Miss didn't do that.

"Huh?" Mu Qingyao turned her head around and looked at the two girls strangely. Her face turned pale and her speech was a little knotted. She even saw their lips trembling slightly. What's wrong?
In the private room on the second floor, the door was pushed open, and Murong Liuzhao's figure appeared. One of the three men who were sitting at first moved, and the other two stood up directly, giving up their seats. When he came out, the ones standing there were of course the Minister of the Ministry of War and the Young Master of the Fuyin. Where would there be seats for them in front of the prince.

Murong Liuzhao glanced sideways at the enchanting man by the window, coldly raised his long and narrow eyebrows, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Yi, what tricks are you playing?"

Chu Qianyi's black pupils danced with two clusters of sparks, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "There is a good thing, how can I forget you?"

"Say?"

The succinct order really deserves to be called a ruthless lord. He never speaks in a muddy manner. His handsome facial features are covered with thunderous anger. As his playmate since he was a child, Chu Qianyi has long been familiar with it. , this guy has always had a cold face, and that arrogant arrogance is actually the same thing in the inside, but Li Yutang, the son of the Minister of the Ministry of War, and Zhang Hanshan, the son of the governor, were bluffed so that their calves lightened. Trembling, dare not breathe out.

Chu Qianyi sighed softly, smacked his mouth and said, "My lord, you frightened people, this is no fun."

It was only then that Murong Liuzhao noticed the two pale guys next to him, their eyes were full of fear, their eyebrows were raised in displeasure, and their faces became even colder. Is he that scary?These two guys are so scared, are they still men?
"sit down."

With the prince's order, Li Yutang and Zhang Hanshan didn't dare to say a word. They sat down on the chairs beside them and breathed a sigh of relief. They finally got through without any danger. Everyone said that the prince of Nan'an was indifferent. Binghan, it seems that the rumors are true.

Chu Qianyi saw that the prince's face darkened. If he continued to provoke him, he might hold grudges for a long time. He put away his playful smile and looked downstairs with deep eyes.

"Did you see that woman? It appeared again."

After hearing what he said, Murong Liuzhao leaned forward, leaned against Chu Qianyi's body, looked downstairs, and saw a woman in white in a corner of the teahouse, drinking tea leisurely, her whole body was full of precipitation, enveloped in a There is a faint light that cannot be ignored. Among all the guests, you can see her at the first sight. She is so unique and different from all the vulgar fans.

"who is she?"

Murong Liuzhao's eyes darkened, and almost at the same time he saw the little girls Mei Xin and Lu'er from Mu's residence, so who is this radiant woman?

"Mu Qingyao, the third lady of the Mu Mansion, many people are talking about her, saying that she was woken up by your punch, and she is no longer a nympho."

"ridiculous!"

Murong Liuzhao curled his lips in disdain, retracted his body and sat next to Chu Qianyi, his eyes shifted to the front of the table, Zhang Hanshan, the man who had been sitting peacefully, nimbly stepped forward and poured a cup of tea for the prince, and handed it to him. In front of him: "My lord, please drink tea."

"Well," Murong Liuzhao nodded, reached out to take a sip of the tea, and looked up at Chu Qianyi. This guy always looks like he's doing nothing, and he's always looking for something interesting: "It seems that you've been too idle recently. gone."

(End of this chapter)