Sweet Princess,You Can't Run

Yue Qiqi thought it was right that her gloomy mood was swept away!

"That's great. I'm going to discuss with my father. I'll let the emperor marry me at the party later!"

Luo Yuyan didn't say anything more, the rest, to see how yueqiqi did.

Hope yueqiqi won't let her down, Luo shallow, you don't want to marry eighth Lord?

Ah -

what can you do for eight princesses? I don't do it, you don't want to!

Now that Yue Qiqi is willing to marry the eighth prince, will the emperor abandon the general's legitimate daughter for you?

The common woman, is always on the table thing!

Be proud. You'll never be proud again.

As for her, Luo YuYan's eyes turned around and didn't see the people she wanted to see, but it doesn't matter. Some people will have opportunities at the party later.

According to the status of the seats, the top is the emperor and Empress and imperial concubines.

The first position on the far left is the eighth prince. It was supposed to be reserved for the crown prince. However, after the prince happened last time, even if the queen saved him, he didn't like the emperor very much!

recently, the prince didn't dare to be too presumptuous and make small moves. He was afraid that he would offend the emperor again, and he would not be saved.

Next came master Ling Tian.

So the prince is third on the left.

Then there was another prince, the tenth prince, who had not been knighted. On weekdays, the ten princes behaved very ordinary and never fought with anyone. Although he was the prince, he did not attract much attention.

Then down came the ministers, headed by generals and prime ministers.

On the right is murongxue sitting first, followed by several other princesses. After all, Murong Xue is the youngest princess, but she is the most favored.

Then there are the ministers' families.

Other people are almost full, even the prince has come early. Many ministers flatter the prince.

A while ago, only a very small number of people know, and for the sake of royal face, no one dares to spread it out, unless he does not want to live.

Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, the prince or the prince is second only to the emperor.

"Your Highness."

"Is your highness OK recently?"

most people don't even know about the detention of Prince Mu Chaoyang. Luo Qianqian learned from the mouth of Sulian city.

"Your Highness..."

From the moment his highness appeared, Luo YuYan's eyes fell on the prince.

Luo Yuyan grasp the strength is very good, her eyes have a touch of love, but more is the admiration of men, this admiration is men's favorite to see.

Mu Chaoyang swept a circle in the opposite side of the female dependents, and luoyuyan four eyes opposite.

Once they had met, but there was no communication.

Today, luoyuyan is dressed up in full dress. Her appearance is delicate and her skin color is white and greasy. Let alone the beauty in the north, even in the south of the Yangtze River, she is wearing a delicate and green gauze skirt, which is well-designed and does not feel like a vulture. The color is very bright. Under the gauze skirt, she has a concave and convex figure, which makes people think about it.

Mu Chaoyang's first impression of luoyuyan is a rare beauty.

If you can, it's not bad to marry her. You can also have the support of the prime minister, and you can also sit and hold beautiful women in your arms.

But

Mu Chaoyang can not help but think of the afternoon in the post station to see Luo Qianqian, Luo Qianqian's life is more extraordinary, otherwise he would not dare to say those words, of course, he is also intentional.

If you can dig the corner of Murong cloud, it will be enough for Murong cloud to drink a pot, Mu Chaoyang thinks so.

The eighth Prince's position is still empty. Prime Minister Luo looks at the direction of the first lady from time to time: "why doesn't Qianqian come here?"

but seeing that the eighth Prince has not come, Prime Minister Luo can only be anxious, thinking that with eight princes in, shallower should be OK and can enter the palace smoothly.

Naturally, not only into the palace, but also a very special carriage, do not need to go far.

Why is it?

special!

the eighth Lord has this special case. He doesn't want to fight.

Fengqing also came back, driving a carriage, Su Liancheng also sat outside with him.

Can't help it? Su Liancheng didn't dare to be a light bulb in the carriage, and didn't want to ride on his own, so he made do with it?

"the emperor arrived..." The eunuch exclaimed. Outside the hall, a bright yellow figure came slowly. The golden dragon with five claws on his body was particularly eye-catching. The crown swayed back and forth on his head, which was extremely dignified.

All of them got up from their seats and knelt down: "I've seen the emperor. Long live the emperor."

The emperor did not squint to the top, along with him came the queen and various concubines, posture is grand.

"Flat." The emperor and his concubines took their seats.

After a while, there was a eunuch's voice outside the hall: "the eighth Prince is here.""Master Su is here."

Because I don't know how to call Luo Qianqian, and Luo Qianqian doesn't want to be looked at like a monkey, so he doesn't let the eunuch call her.

A group of four people, Murong Yun led Luo Qianqian to the front.

Su Liancheng and Feng Qing follow each other.

The rest of the people can't take people, eight Lord Murong Yun can, don't ask why, there is this special case.

"The cloud is coming. Sit down." The emperor said with a smile.

With the appearance of the four, people's eyes first fell on Murong Yun, who was like a demon, and then Shua, everyone's eyes were looking at Luo Qianqian!

everyone was wondering who this daughter was? How close she was to the eighth prince, and still alive?

moreover, it seemed that the eighth Prince of them had taken the initiative!

only the woman beside the eighth prince had long hair Shawl, body white, hair with a gold belt, a reflection of the snow, is shining.

The woman was dressed like a fairy, and she was dazzled. When she walked in, she was only 15 or 16 years old. Her skin was more beautiful than snow, and her face was extremely beautiful. You should not look at her closely.

Her beauty is very dust-free, unlike ordinary things.

Her temperament is muddy but not stained, so different.

The banquet also invited master Ling Tian. Ling Tian gave a great deal of protection to Zhao Tong, but did not bring her here. Otherwise, Zhao Tong's lack of confidence will certainly make him feel bad.

Luo shallow as far as possible to ignore those people's eyes, see Lingtian master can not help walking a few steps, want to visit.

However, Murong Yun's hand was as firm as a rock and would not let go.

Luo Qian gave him a simple look: "men and women sit separately, can't you always hold me?"

Murong Yun's face is proud and charming: "my princess, naturally, I'm in the same seat."

Their voices were not deliberately lowered, and many people heard them.

Oh, my God Is this woman's brain convulsion?

the eighth Prince is so intimate to her that she still wants to refuse?

LUO Qianqian doesn't care what other people think. She can't get rid of it, and doesn't want to give up. She is very tangled.

Murong Yun led him all the way, in front of master Lingtian, Luo Qianqian stopped: "master."

This sound, master, set off waves again.