Chapter 252: Covenant with the Innocent Prime Minister [1]
Lan Qingruo, who had experienced changes in the country and had thousands of troops, couldn't help but be startled. When rationality returned to his mind, he frowned and took a step back. With his skills, it was easy to avoid Chunyu Zijin, but he was just careless.
Down……
He did not expect that the princess of Zhenguo, who shocked the four countries, would be so bold that she would do such an outrageous thing to him in public.
Besides, this is his Tianche's Zichen Palace, not the Chaoyang Palace in Shuoyue Liangjing, so how can she be allowed to do whatever she wants?
He, a dignified Prime Minister Tianche, was molested by a foreign princess on his own territory. Can he listen to it if he tells her?
Turning around, he looked up at Mo Zhilan and Feng Xizi. He originally thought they would say something about Chunyu Zijin's gangster-like behavior, but -
Mo Zhilan looked at him with great interest, and even looked at him with some amusement. His expression was still unfathomable, but he was not displeased at all because of Chunyu Zijin's actions.
As for Feng Xizi, Lan Qingruo is no longer interested in guessing her. What is the calculation that can't be hidden in her eyes now.
Those always clear and wise eyes looked him up and down, as if they were looking at... how much is he, Prime Minister Tianche, worth, and should he just sell it and get the money?
"Lan Qingruo, I want you to marry me!" Zi Jin looked at him straightly, rolling up his sleeves, but he just missed packing him up and taking him away.
No matter how good-tempered she is, she can't stop her from acting like this. A coldness flashed in Lan Qingruo's black eyes, and she was about to speak, but she didn't expect Zijin to really dare to pounce on him in full view of everyone.
He instinctively dodged, but Zijin used too much force and had no time to 'brake' and ran into the pool under the imperial road.
With just a "whoop" sound, Her Royal Highness Princess Shuo Yue transformed into a pancake thrower, started from the center of the imperial road, and fell directly into the pool...
Mo Zhilan continued:...
Feng Xizi continued:...
The minister continued:…
The next second, there was a crash.
Zijin stood up awkwardly from the pool and pointed his finger at Lan Qingruo. He didn't feel that he had been hit at all, but still said with a sting: "Or, if I suffer a little loss, I can marry you!"
If the courtiers who had just survived the princess falling into the water plot were stunned, then the thunderous words now directly knocked down everyone who could still breathe normally, including Mr. Lan Xiang, who was always calm.
Glancing at the crowd who could no longer stand up, Zijin blinked, not feeling that his words were excessive at all.
Among the human beings present, except for Mo Zhilan and Feng Xizi who were watching the show, and Lan Qingruo who could still maintain a little composure, the rest were all in varying degrees...
Stupid——
[I am the dividing line between Biaohan Zijin]
The scenery of the imperial capital in June is just right, with a gentle warm breeze and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers.
The sixteen windows of the side hall of Tai Chi Palace in the imperial capital were opened, and the delicate bamboo curtains blocked the sunlight. The soft and warm halo of light was scattered in an orderly manner, and the room was cool and cool.
The soft beauty stepped forward with her slender body leaning on her, and there was also a person in purple clothes sitting behind the ebony desk.
One is lazy and the other is energetic.
One is cynical, the other is calm and elegant.
Chun Yu Zijin, Feng Xi Zi.
The two most legendary women in the world today are just a few steps away, looking at each other with smiles.
Ever since Zi Jin stepped into the Tai Chi Hall and occupied the other person's soft couch with complete familiarity, the two sides fell into silence for a while.