The Empress Dowager

Chapter 179
In the General's Mansion, the Eighth Prince Murong Ling and Song Yelei were chatting freely.

Murong Ling is Song Yelei's cousin, with a flamboyant and domineering personality. He loves rich and powerful women the most, and he has a similar taste with Song Yelei.

Song Yelei poured a glass of wine and handed it to Murong Ling: "Cousin, you don't know that I have lost a lot of weight recently."

Murong Ling took the wine glass and said with a 'haha' smile, "Cousin, what's the matter with me? Nine times out of ten, it's the girl from which family you've taken a fancy to? And the girl doesn't pay any attention to you at all." Murong Ling said, picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

Song Yelei helped Murong Ling fill up the wine glass again: "The one who knows me is my cousin! I don't know what my cousin can do? Can my cousin win this girl's heart?"

"If it were me, I would directly take that girl into the mansion, that is, you cousin, I'm afraid that the girl will be unhappy!"

"No, cousin, that girl is the second lady of Zhen Guohou's mansion. Naturally, she can't be forced. Last time my cousin came to propose marriage, but the second lady didn't agree?" Song Yelei said with a dejected expression. .

Murong Ling raised her eyebrows: "Second Miss of Zhen Guohou's Mansion? What's her name?"

All the ladies in Zhen Guohou's Mansion are as beautiful as flowers, and the eldest lady, Nangong Lin, is the number one beauty in Jiuli. I think the second lady is also pretty good!

"It's called Nangong Yue. Some time ago, the Jiang family wanted to betroth her to that boy Yu Wenxun. You said that Yu Wenxun is just the son of a little servant, and he deserves to earn money with me? But they didn't succeed in the end."

Murong Ling patted the table: "Nangongyue? I remembered, it was the girl who competed with Ying'er at the lotus appreciation party? Let alone, that girl is much prettier than Nangong Lin, with a face as white as jade , skin like creamy fat, like a fairy coming down to earth!" That figure is graceful and graceful, and the thought of that woman makes people drool.

"I said yes, cousin, you don't know, the feeling of being able to see but not being able to eat is really fucking suffocating. Cousin, I haven't been to Fengyueju for several days."

Those rouge and vulgar fans in Fengyuejuli are no match for Miss Nangong, but he has to find a way to get them quickly!

Murong Ling suddenly thought of something, and said, "No, that girl is engaged to that kid Murong Yu, what else do you think?"

"I didn't say, cousin, which girl would like Murong Yu's cold ghostly look? Isn't the Second Miss Nangong going to be a widow?"

How could Murong Yu compare with him?He knows how to pity and cherish jade best. If Second Miss Nangong follows him, he promises to make her eat delicious food and drink spicy food every day, and it will hurt every day!

However, judging from the current situation, he still has to work harder, so that Miss Nangong can see his goodness.

Murong Ling raised her eyebrows: "That's right, even I don't want to see him, let alone such a beauty." Seeing Song Yelei's bright eyes, Murong Ling knew what he wanted to do?From childhood to adulthood, the two of them did bad things together and went to brothels together. I'm afraid that if this kid doesn't do something today, he won't be able to sleep at night.

"Cousin, it's just the Chinese New Year. Everyone has nothing to do. Maybe the Second Miss Nangong is waiting for me in the mansion? Why don't we go to Zhen Guohou's mansion?" Song Yelei raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth twitched. With a wretched smile.

"You really deserve to be a cousin. You can do whatever you say. Thinking about it, Second Miss Nangong doesn't have a good impression of you now. If my cousin is going, it's better not to be discovered by Second Miss Nangong." Murong Ling suggested.

"Of course I know this. If I didn't know, wouldn't all these years be in vain?" Song Yelei waved to Murong Ling, and whispered a few words in his ear.

(End of this chapter)