After the elder brother was reborn and blackened, he was overwhelmed by the group favorite little princess! Chapter 148 Even those with beautiful features will compete for favor.
Chapter 148 Even those with beautiful features will compete for favor.
Zhuzhu stopped and looked at it, and saw Chen Lingjue jumping onto the horse. Someone stopped his horse's head and talked to him. He didn't dismount, but pressed the reins with one hand and listened.
The red-clothed white horse and black-haired jade crown reflect the green mountains and waters not far away, which was very pleasing to the eye. Even Sheng Minglin couldn't help but say, "This little prince is indeed quite beautiful."
Duanzi put the snack to his lips, took a slight bite, and said, "But he doesn't like Zhuzhu."
"Hmm?" Sheng Minglin said: "How did Zhuzhuer know that he doesn't like Zhuzhu?"
Tuanzi sighed, like a little adult: "Zhuzhu smiled at him. Zhuzhu is so cute and she smiled at him, but he didn't even smile at Zhuzhu."
Princess Duan smiled and said, "I don't know you, so why do you smile at you?"
Tuanzi argued: "It's okay, but it's okay... Zhuzhu is a very good kid. Dad said, mother said, Huang Gong said, many people said, Zhuzhu's children are all liked. The debt said that Lord Qin didn't recognize the tying of Zhuzhuzhu, but when he smiled at him, he smiled at Zhuzhu. The smile in his eyes was more than the smile on his mouth. Lord Qin was sweet."
She pointed her hand down: "I'm going to make it hard."
While she pointed, Chen Lingjue just looked up and saw it all at once.
Tuanzi was startled and suddenly withdrew his little hand. He was panicked for a moment and searched left and right, Fei pulled open his brother's sleeves and stuffed his hand covered with dessert.
Sheng Minglin: "..."
Tuanzi felt that he had hidden it, so he looked down again, and Chen Lingjue was still looking here.
Zhuzhuer felt even more guilty. The whole dumpling shrank back and forth for a long time, and had no words to say: "Qiguoguo, look, there is a bird over there."
The Seventh Prince was watching the horse racing and didn't pay attention to it. She called him, and he took a look: "Bird? Oh, crow! What's wrong? Do you want to call a crow?"
He looked at Huo Chenzhao: "Chen Zhao is called Big Crow, are you called Little Crow?"
Tuanzi was startled and shook his head: "No, no, Zhuzhu... Only when a beautiful pot is beautiful can it be called a crow. Zhuzhu is not good-looking, so it is not called a crow."
Huo Chenzhao smiled and said, "The princess is the best one."
Tuanzi looked at him and fell silent.
Even the seventh prince saw it and laughed: "Chen Zhao, you are too stupid! She doesn't want to call the crow to find a reason! You asked her to find a second reason, she can't find it! Hahaha!"
Huo Chenzhao laughed out loud, and Princess Duan laughed, and turned her hand to touch Tuanzi's little head: "Daughter, call him Jiaque'er, it's fat, dumb, stupid, and quite like."
Tuanzi felt wronged: "But Zhuzhu wants a good-looking bird."
Sheng Minglin deliberately said in surprise: "Aren't you going to fly high bird?"
Tuanzi: "…"
Huo Chenzhao smiled and said, "The princess wants a bird that is both beautiful and flying high, right?"
Tuanzi nodded violently, "Beautiful Pot is right!"
Sheng Minglin looked at Huo Chenzhao silently: "..."
The opportunity to be a close and good brother is gone... I didn't expect that, Xiao Chou Nu, you are also competing for favor with your beautiful eyes.
Several people were talking and laughing, and Chen Lingjue finally finished speaking with the person. He raised his whip and the horse ran out, and his eyebrows were frowned.
Brother? Is that Sheng Minglin?
But shouldn’t Sheng Minglin be recovering from his broken leg?
Chen Zhao? Could it be Huo Chen Zhao?
But Huo Chenzhao shouldn't have appeared so early!
Who is the Seventh Brother? The Seventh Prince?
No, no, the Seventh Prince has a birthmark on his face. He is not the Seventh Prince, so who is he?
Xie family?
Xie Congyang from Xie Jiaxingqi seems to be only ten years old, and in his memory, it seems that he doesn’t look like this!
Also, the most important thing is, why is their relationship so good?
Something seems to be wrong!
Chen Lingjue couldn't help but turn his head back, and his dark pupils emanated from deep hatred.
No matter whether it is right or not, no matter what others are, as long as Sheng Mingzhu or Sheng Mingzhu is, she deserves to die!
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It was not until Zhuzhu finished his snack that everyone packed up and went downstairs. The guards in the mansion were already waiting with their horses.
Sheng Minglin and the Seventh Prince couldn't ride horses, so they asked the guard to take the horses. The princess's riding skills were OK. She took Zhuzhu and Huo Chenzhao could ride himself. The servants they brought this trip could also ride horses. , So the group ran away and left the imperial city.
It was when the flowers were red and the willows were green. The horse trotted along the grass and sat on the horse. The breeze blew on his face, bringing bursts of grass and flowers, which was as refreshing as if he was in a picture scroll.
Tuanzi had already left her poor family, and she listened to her little breasts from time to time: "Ah!" "Wow!" "It smells so good!"
Sheng Minglin was learning to ride a horse with the guard, a little nervous, and couldn't help but smile when he heard the voice; the Seventh Prince was learning to ride a horse, but he was brave, so the guard could not hold him even if he sat behind him, so he had already run away with the reins.
Because they came out a little late, they didn't run away, but ran away casually and entered the nearest farm.
The people had already arrived first and everything was ready. Tuanzi was exhausted when riding a horse with his mother. After changing his clothes and eating snacks, he leaned on his mother and stopped moving.
Although Princess Duan was a martial artist when she was young, she gradually became a little abandoned and was a little tired after riding a horse. The mother and the mother simply went to the couch to speak tiltedly.
It was still bright, and the seventh prince felt that he had learned to ride a horse, so he went out with the horse. The guards quickly followed two people. Sheng Minglin was not in a hurry yet, so he asked Huo Chenzhao to go out for a walk.
Huo Chenzhao often runs outside. Although he is young, he has a wide range of knowledge. He tells him whatever he encounters. When he encounters herbs, he even tells him about herbs and picks leaves to him to smell it.
Sheng Minglin felt that some of the herbs had grown almost the same, and they couldn't smell any of them. The juice that flowed out was obviously colorless. How could this be divided?
He was really confused.
Huo Chenzhao talked several times, and when he saw his expression, he was also happy, and he deliberately said seriously: "The prince has no talent and is not suitable for studying medicine."
Sheng Minglin smiled and said, "No more than Xiao Chou's civil and military doctors... No, the four masters of civil and military doctors." He asked him, "What else are you good at?"
Huo Chenzhao said: "I'm not good at anything else, but I'm not good at painting either."
"Don't be humble," Sheng Minglin smiled and said, "Think carefully, and then teach Zhuzhu all the same things to try to see what she will do."
Huo Chenzhao said: "But Zhuzhu is good at medicine!"
He followed him and forgot to call him Princess. Sheng Minglin didn't care about this and said, "But Master Du'er's meaning seems to be saying that Zhuzhu will not study medicine in this life? Could it be that I was wrong? That's not what Master Due meant?"
He began to ponder.
The two of them walked around the entire village before going back. It was dark when they returned.
Princess Duan smiled and said, "Zhuzhu and I are hungry and have eaten. Qilang has not come back yet. Don't wait for him. Whoever comes back first will eat."
The two of them responded with a smile and asked the kitchen to make some things to eat.
Princess Duan took Zhuzhu to walk nearby for a while. Seeing that she was sleepy, she carried her to sleep.
Sheng Minglin and the others waited for a while after dinner, and the Seventh Prince came back. They were so excited that they were sweating all over.
The two of them waited for him to take a shower, change their clothes and eat. After hearing his nagging, they went back to their room to sleep.
There were farms nearby, with a few barking sounds mixed in silence, and the few people were sleeping soundly.
A small figure in black jumped in gently, landed silently, slightly distinguished the location, and came straight towards the main room.
He leaned against the back window, listened for a while before slowly lifting up, his fingertips strode back and forth, and there were two extremely light swishes. The window screen was cut between the window frame and he lifted it up.