Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 130 Who will come, and decide those two evildoers

"His Highness the Eighth Prince, it's almost a thousand gold for you to join us." Chu Sijiu looked at him with a smile.

Dongfang Jun shrugged his shoulders with a calm expression, "Brother Wuhuang is rich and powerful, only the high-quality photos are worthy of my effort for him."

Chu Sijiu raised his eyebrows, not wanting to say more, "His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince, play slowly."

She turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Dongfang Jun, "Mrs. Ru, you are not authentic, we are relatives after all, we meet at lunch time, please treat me to the prince."

Chu Sijiu couldn't laugh or cry, is she being entangled?
"We're going to the food hall, are you going?"

"Go, you have to go." Dongfang Jun glanced at Shui Hanbing and thought, this fellow dares to be more handsome than the prince, no wonder the prince is facing a formidable enemy.

A group of three people walked over slowly.

Entered the restaurant and asked for a private room.After sitting down, Dongfang Jun assumed the dignified posture of a prince, and took a cup of tea to savor.

Shui Hanbing is the great god of the iceberg system, it doesn't matter whether he is square or round, just ignore it.

Chu Sijiu felt that the atmosphere was too inexplicable, so he called Xiao Er to order.

After all the busy work, the dishes were served one after another.

"Mrs. Ru, how did you come up with the idea of ​​opening a gallery?" Dongfang Jun was really curious.

Chu Sijiu blinked lightly, and asked sincerely, "His Royal Highness, do you think I can open a brothel?"

"No." Dongfang Jun flatly refused.

"So, what about the casino?"

"Of course not."

"How about the coffin shop?"

"Too unlucky."

"Wouldn't it be better to set up a biscuit stand to sell them?"

"You're kidding me."

"This doesn't work, and that doesn't work either. Isn't it appropriate to open a gallery?"

"Yes, suitable."

Dongfang Jun was dizzy because of Chu Sijiu's clumsy entanglement.In comparison, the gallery is really high-end and elegant, which is very suitable.

"I answered a question for you, shouldn't you also answer a question for me?" Chu Sijiu returned with a smile.

"Yes." Dongfang Jun replied without thinking.

"You said you put all your effort into Lord Su, which one do you mean?" Chu Sijiu's eyes were cunning.

Dongfang Jun was slightly taken aback, feeling that he was being drawn into it.

However, if you are a man, if you agree, you have to say it.

Of course, he didn't think it was a big deal.

Using simple language, he explained Qin Moren's affairs.In fact, he didn't quite understand, why did Dongfang Hao get Qin Stranger out of the palace to follow Chu Sijiu?

Could it be that Chu Sijiu asked him for it?

"Mrs. Ru, how did you know that there is such a beautiful little father-in-law in the palace?" Taking this opportunity, he also came to ask.

Chu Sijiu was embarrassed to hear that, and couldn't help but cast a few glances at Shui Hanbing.

The Great God was calm, his face calm and calm.

Chu Sijiu held her breath, it was Dongfang Hao who made a mess, and even put the shit plate on her head.

Rolling his eyes, he thought about it.

His face hesitated, and he was a bit shy, "His Royal Highness, Qin Moren is clearly a favorite of Prince Su, why did he get involved in me."

These words... have a lot of meaning.

Dongfang Jun opened his mouth halfway, his complexion was cracked as if struck by lightning.

"Madam Ru's meaning... and this prince... think... the same thing?" He couldn't speak clearly.

Chu Sijiu seemed to come back to his senses, picked up a dish with his chopsticks, and said in a flustered voice, "I didn't say anything, the tea-flavored chicken here is pretty good, Your Highness the Eighth Prince should eat more."

Dongfang Jun thought about it even more.

"Where does Stranger Qin live?" He licked his lips happily and raised his eyebrows.

Chu Sijiu's stomach was amused, but his brows were frowned, "His Royal Highness, Qin Moren returns home with me every day, but he didn't go to my small courtyard. How do I know where he lives?"

Chu Sijiu gave herself a thumbs up.

This is the art of words, did she say something?

Obviously nothing.

As for Dongfang Jun, what would he think?Why is his complexion so weird?That's his problem.

Young, full of unhealthy mind.

Who is to blame?
Blame himself slightly.

Shui Hanbing looked relieved, showing that he was in a good mood at the moment.

"Add sesame oil for three months." He said lightly.

Chu Sijiu's eyes lit up, it turned out that if Dongfang Hao was blocked once, it could be added for a month.

This can be refueled.

Flushing the water and winking at the ice, she happily picked up a stewed prawn and began to eat it with great interest.

All in all, it was a good meal.

After this topic, Dongfang Jun talked to her about another thing, "The Luoyue Tower Flower Festival of the Qixi Festival will be held in the middle of this month. Listen to Brother Wu Huang, and he will take you there."

Chu Sijiu raised his eyebrows, "I heard that Lord Su mentioned it."

"This time, my prince will be the door god of flowers. You know the rules of getting started. Don't let me down." Dongfang Hao took care of her.

Chu Sijiu pursed her lips and smiled, "Your Highness the Eighth Prince, it's not the first day we met, I'm just an idiot, you think of a way to cheat and let me pass."

Dongfang Jun stared, "Mrs. Ru, you don't know how hated you are. Before, you had the backing of the Chu family, allowing you to swagger. Now how many people are waiting to see your jokes, I don't dare to cheat."

Chu Sijiu was bored, the only thing she didn't learn well in this life was reciting poems.

It may be that her foundation in vernacular Chinese and English is too solid, and her instinctive rejection caller is also too lazy to study the routines of Qilu quatrains and mediocrity.

It is really a headache to recite poems that are necessary for the royal flower club to enter the door.

Before, relying on the power of the Chu family, she could ignore it.

It's clearly not working now.

"Since you are the God of Huamen, tell me the title of the introductory poem, and I will make preparations in advance."

Dongfang Jun spread his hands, "This time the topic is the second emperor's brother, and I will give it to me at the door. You can prepare according to the topics of chrysanthemum, osmanthus, and autumn."

Chu Sijiu pursed his lips, and replied helplessly, "Got it."

Shui Hanbing's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly said, "You don't have to go."

Dongfang Jun also glanced at her with complicated emotions in his eyes.

Although Chu Sijiu opened a gallery, she is a scumbag. Without the status of a princess and the support of the Chu family, it is obvious that she will be besieged and ridiculed by those noble ladies.

Moreover, the second and sixth emperor brothers were not happy to see her either.

The concubines surnamed Chu of those two families were sent to the prison with their own hands, but Chu Sijiu was able to walk around arrogantly, it was a slap in the face for them.

Both ends are unreliable, and one thing more is worse than one thing less.

But Chu Sijiu sighed, to be a chess piece to gain one's life, one must have the awareness to be used by others.What's more, if she doesn't show up, who will punish those two heartless people?
She still remembered the ghost of her sister Si En crying in her ear, "Prince Rui harmed my child."

It seems that before she died, her sister finally understood that her accident was caused by Dongfang Ming.

And younger sister Sihui's voice was sad and indignant, "Second sister...I'm not reconciled."

And she looked at her with dull eyes in her dream, "Second Sister, revenge!"

Just thinking of that scene would make Chu Sijiu tremble all over.

He turned his head back and forth N times, but his expression was as usual, and he even bent the corners of his lips, "If I don't go, many people will be disappointed."

　Friends: "Huo Huo, Ah Jiu dug a hole for the prince."

　　Liuliu: "Applause + vote."

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)