"She didn't know that I was the fourth prince of the current dynasty." Zhu Minglie recalled the woman who was cursing in the broken house that day, and his eyes flickered.
"Hmph! This woman knows that I am the prince and yet she dares to do it. However, I have many ways to torture her. I must make her surrender!" Zhuye Tong was thinking about how to torture Qin Liusu, and she felt a little excited at that time.
He was like an excellent hunter who always came back with a full load of prey, but Qin Liusu was undoubtedly the one he couldn't catch, and he vowed to hunt until he could.
"By the way, fourth brother, my father sent you to the border for many years a few years ago. There are many horses there. Have you ever heard of a good horse called a 'grass mud horse'?" Zhuye Hitong, who loves horses, thought of Qin Liusu.
I talked about horses today, so I asked Zhu Minglie, who also has a lot of knowledge about horses.
"What kind of horse?" Zhu Minglie had never heard of this title.
"Grass mud horse."
"Grass mud horse?..." Zhu Minglie frowned, "I have never heard of such a horse in all these years."
"Cao Mu Ma is said to live in the Male Desert. I wonder if it is over there in the desert."
"That's probably true. Why don't we order someone to look for this Male Gobi."
"Of course, I have ordered Zuo Mu to go look for it. I thought I would go to the Male Desert to see the grass and mud horses."
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The Thirteenth Prince's Mansion.
In the west courtyard, in the room given to Jun Qiluo by the Thirteenth Prince, there is a marble bookcase. There are pens, inks, paper and inkstones on the table. Most of the calligraphy and paintings on the walls are original works by famous artists, and priceless porcelain and antiques are placed in it.
Qin Liusu fell asleep lying on the bed. She benefited from her daughter's honor and no longer had to share the same bed with so many people to eat, drink, and defecate. Her life was finally more comfortable.
"Qin Liusu..."
The Thirteenth Prince arrived first, but his voice came first.
The troublemaker is here again.
Hitomi Zhuye was wearing a blue brocade robe, holding a white folding fan in his hand, a golden belt around his waist, a pair of black boots on his legs, and a piece of jade the size of an egg on the back of the boots.
With his dazzling eyes and starry eyes, his smile is quite fatally attractive. No wonder thousands of girls in the capital regard him as the man of their dreams.
"Qin Liusu..." He opened the door and found her lying on the bed, asleep.
He walked over, bent down, and looked at the woman carefully and up close for the first time. The plain robe covered her fair skin, and a faint red embroidery on the white tube top could be vaguely seen on her fair face.
There are a few small flowers, the long skirt outlines the exquisite curves, and the dark green hair is held up with wooden hairpins. The bangs on the forehead are slightly slanted, giving it a more mature charm. The slender willow eyebrows set off the eyes that are like a pool of spring water.
Her rosy lips were slightly parted but not charming at all. She exuded a light fragrance and had a refined natural beauty.
Zhuye Hitomi suddenly seemed to be bewitched, lying down, supporting half of his body with his hands, looking at her sleeping, his face so close to hers.
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