Rong Yin spread his hands and said, "I can't do anything about Concubine Rong's will."
Concubine Rong was determined to bring her into the palace and treat her well. Su Zhiyu felt that her future was worrying.
"Don't worry, I won't be there when you get to the palace." Rong Yin comforted her. Ling Zhenfei came forward and hugged Su Zhiyu, "Sister, I will also go to the palace to accompany you."
"If you want to enter the palace, you must first purify yourself. Brother Chu's family is prosperous, but you are the only child under your father. Don't worry about it." Su Zhiyu patted Ling Zhenfei on the shoulder, "Okay, let's not be unhappy.
Come on. Go have a drink, I’ll treat you."
Chu Feige crossed his arms and said coldly, "I won't go."
"Don't be awkward. Your sweetheart is right in front of you. It's rare that he has the same feelings for you. You two will get along well." Su Zhiyu acted like a matchmaker.
"We are all gone. Who will take care of His Highness in the mansion? I will stay to take care of His Highness."
Su Zhiyu clapped his hands and said, "How could I have forgotten this? We can't let His Highness stay alone in the empty boudoir, let's take him with us." Chu Feige snorted coldly, His Highness is not a commodity, how could she take him with her casually?
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But half an hour later, when Chu Feige, Ling Zhenfei and Rong Yin were summoned as bearers to carry His Highness, Chu Feige realized how completely wrong he was.
Su Zhiyu was sitting in the sedan, peeling apples for Pei Donglang and shouting to the outside, "Hold it steady, don't bump up our Highness."
Ling Zhenfei said with a sad face from behind, "I think about how glorious it was for me, the majestic young master of Qilin Pavilion, to challenge the heads of the seven major sects with swords. Today, I am reduced to this, and I have to carry a sedan chair..."
Rong Yin also sighed deeply, "I miss you, my great and noble young marquis. When Huaxutai's poems and prose moved the world, so many women in boudoirs and men on the battlefield bowed down for me, but now I am reduced to this, being lifted up in a sedan chair...
..." After saying that, the two of them looked at each other affectionately, and there was a slight feeling of sympathy in their hearts.
Chu Feige in front of him said nothing, his mind was full of thoughts - this must be the way he woke up this morning!
So the most luxurious lineup of bearers in history carried Su Zhiyu and Pei Donglang all the way to the best restaurant in the capital. Here, the restaurant and brothel provide one-stop service, where you can not only eat and drink, but also be accompanied by beautiful women.
The five of them went upstairs and sat down, ordering wine and food. The owner of the shop bowed his waist and said with a smile on his face, "All the girls in our building are so beautiful. Do you want to invite some girls?"
"Yes!" "No!"
Two completely different meanings came out almost at the same time.
Three people said yes, one said no, and one person said nothing. These five people had really different opinions. The shop owner looked at the girl with an overly handsome face. He was an old man, and he could tell at a glance that she was a woman in disguise.
Men's clothing. I feel a little surprised.
"Do you guys want it or not?" The boss wiped his sweat and said he wanted to ask again.
"No!" "Yes!"
Now there are two people saying no, two saying yes, and one person saying nothing. Besides the woman, there is also a young man who said yes. The other two people are very unsteady. But it can be seen that the woman is speaking.
The portion is not light.
Ling Zhenfei shook Su Zhiyu's arm and said, "Sister, didn't you say that I am too old and not too young? It's not a problem to come out here to play or drink." As he spoke, he acted coquettishly and cutely.
Su Zhiyu couldn't defeat Ling Zhenfei, so he had to say to the boss.