Pick up a monster and carry it home

Chapter 306 Is it responsible? 3
Well... well, it's a guest, our prince's mansion has always been warm and hospitable, how can we neglect guests.

"Please come to this young man, the journey has been exhausting, please go to the mansion to rest."

"Humph……"

Without squinting, Yueshou flicked his sleeves, stepped, and walked into the gate of the palace.

……

Dazhang looked domineering, treated himself as an outsider, and entered the palace to follow his own family's rich master;
Fucking his sleeves with both hands, shrinking his neck;

He elbowed the man who was still grieving for his grandfather.

"I said Guard Pei, where did you get such a rich man? Which temple's Buddha is this?"

"He's not a monk, he doesn't live in a temple, he lives in a palace."

"Live... live in the palace?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? The prince doesn't live in the palace, does he live in our palace?"

With a bang, someone collapsed.

……

"That... Your Highness the Crown Prince, you... You should go to the guest room to rest for a while, and wait until the master... When the master, uh, finishes the work, the servant will report it as soon as possible, do you think so?"

Dazhang trembled tremblingly, trembling and bowing his waist tremblingly, his head fell into the ground just a little bit of air away.

In Da Zhang's heart, there is really more coiled silk than the coiled silk hole of the spider spirit in Journey to the West:

Prince, mother, in our lifetime, we can also see a living prince once;
But...but you are old, you didn't pick the right time!

Grandpa can't see it at this time.

Yueshou's brows are twisted into a mountain pass,

It seems that the seventeenth prince really has some kind of thoughts on his mind, and he dared to challenge him so blatantly.

"No, the crown prince is the crown prince of a country, under one person, above tens of thousands of people, even though the uncle of the seventeenth emperor is a little older, but he is a minister after all, there is no reason for the crown prince to wait for him, you go quickly , call the Seventeenth Uncle, why don’t you blame the Crown Prince for beheading you.”

Dazhang's face was wrinkled into a loofah, and his thoughts were full of worries.

"His Royal Highness, then you should cut off the head of the servant."

At any rate, the crown prince is going to ask someone to deal with it with a knife. What if the good thing of the Lord is ruined?

Da Zhang shivered, dare not think, dare not think...

【Hey...sigh...】

(End of this chapter)