Prince's Comprehensive Pursuit

Therefore, after entering the prime minister's office, Li Ling casually found a reason to separate from Wu Lijiao. Wu Lijiao didn't want to take her out, just because Li Ling asked Li Shangshu for permission.

Because of her appearance at the door, Wu Lijiao felt that Li Ling had lost her face. She had long wished to draw a clear line with her. Naturally, she was willing to leave.

After Li Ling separated from Wu Lijiao, she inquired about Wen Zhilin from her servants.

It can be said that the whole prime minister's house took great pains to enjoy the lotus banquet today, and everyone in the house participated in it. In the courtyard full of lotus, two rows of awnings have been built temporarily to facilitate the guests to observe the lotus closely.

The arbor is divided into male and female seats, and the figure of Wen Zhisong in the male guest seat is particularly prominent. He is dressed in white and his folding fan is waved from time to time. From a distance, he looks like a graceful young man.

When Wen Zhongcheng came over with his arms around Qingcheng, he happened to see this scene. At the beginning, Wen Zhongcheng did not pay much attention to this son. He was a man who paid attention to his own family.

When Wen Zhiming was in the mansion, he was more of a supporter of Wen Zhiming. Later, when Wen Zhiming failed to strive for success, he would give up. Relatively speaking, he paid more attention to Wen Zhisong. After such a comparison, he found that the eldest son was more competitive than the legitimate son.

It is true that I have seen it with my own eyes today. Seeing that many people in the men's banquet were full of praise for Wen Zhisong, Wen Zhongcheng felt very satisfied.

His satisfaction is very obvious, and the Qingcheng on the side is very real. I saw her eyes flow, and then her red lips opened:

"the prime minister is very lucky, the eldest young master is promising, and his appearance is outstanding, which is like the excellent of Xiangye. Look at those girls' faces. It seems that our prime minister's office is going to have a wedding ceremony soon. "

Wen Zhongcheng eyebrows tremble, the eldest son is already a weak crown year, according to the Dongling custom, can get married and have children.

But because Liu was in charge of the family before, he didn't want to let his eldest son overshadow his own son, so he delayed showing him to see others, and the eldest son's biological mother was a concubine's room under his status, so he was delayed.

At this time, Qingcheng's words also remind him that when his son is older, he should start a family earlier and start a family before starting a career. He really needs a son to help him.

In this way, Wen Zhongcheng was more satisfied when he looked at Wen Zhisong again. He turned his head to one side of Qingcheng and said, "in a moment, Qingcheng help Ben Xiang pay attention to the girl's house over there. If there is a suitable one, he will let it go."

Then he raised his chin to the female guest seat, and Qingcheng's eyes flashed slightly. He said in embarrassment, "is it not appropriate for Mr. Xiang? After all, the eldest young master is your first child, and Qingcheng knows that his identity is embarrassing, so it's not good..."

"What's not so good is that Ben Xiang asked you to help you pay attention to it. Besides, you are a natural person and can be regarded as his elder. It's appropriate for him to see the girl's family for him."

"Thank you for your kindness. Qingcheng will have a good look." How can such a woman not be loved by a young girl like her, coupled with just the right joy.

Wen Zhongcheng was in a good mood and hugged Qingcheng for a few minutes. The trend of the city's collapse leaned on him for two points. When they appeared together in front of the public, they were as inseparable as conjoined babies.

The generous and decent Qing He who was greeting her husband almost tore the silk handkerchief in her hand. She gnawed her teeth and glared at Qingcheng. Qingcheng felt her eyes and shrank a little bit in his arms.

Wen Zhongcheng raised his head and looked at Qinghe. He saw her gnashing teeth in his eyes. His eyebrows were slightly frowned. He was very unhappy.