Chapter 9
Then, the eyes of the people in the hall could not help but turn slightly following his movements, and kept watching the tall and straight figure entangled in two extreme colors of black and red walking out of the hall, forgetting to regain their senses.

I just felt that the moment he walked out, it seemed that the whole world was deserted, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of inexplicable loss... If only I could stay a little longer!
"It's a pity, although it's a good thing that Sima Taifu is willing to share your worries... It's just that my emperor has a stubborn temper. He has never asked me for anything since he was a child. His only wish is not to marry a side concubine or concubine. There is a couple for a lifetime. Moreover, the daughter-in-law Rong Yatou was chosen by him himself!"

When Sima Yunlong heard this, he suddenly felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. Did Nangong Xixiang choose it himself?how come?She still thought...

Then came a layer of deep hatred, if it wasn't for You Rong Qingyu, who in Eastern Chu would be more suitable for King Xian than her?Can't help but think to himself: Rong Qingyu, I, Sima Yunlong, won't let it go!But she didn't notice that the other pair of eyes in the hall took all her expressions into their eyes, and then stood silently with her head down and her hands down.

Rong House.

At night, the moon is bright and the wind is cool. It doesn't look like there will be a storm at all. The fragrance of pear blossoms blows into the window from time to time with the wind and falls on the chessboard by the window.

"I saw my eldest sister send someone to send a letter to Zhen Guogong's mansion today!" Sima Wuying, the second young lady of the Sima family, sat opposite Rong Qingyu, dropped her son, and glanced at Rong Qingyu on the opposite side. .

"Huh?" Rong Qingyu responded lightly, naturally waiting for Sima Wuying's next words.

"Sikong Yinyue, the daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, is said to be a fellow apprentice of your future husband-in-law!" Sima Wuying said, looking at Rong Qingyu with undisguised worry. "Also, it is said that this Sikong Yinyue is known as the 'Little Devil'!"

"Little ghost?" Rong Qingyu's tone was a little turbulent when he heard this.

"Yes, it is said that in the century-old history of Xuanmen, there have been four disciples with outstanding titles, namely talent, genius, ghost talent, and a genius who was a generation behind. Comparable to Shangguan Qingxian, the eldest lady of the Shangguan family who was a ghost in those days. Fantastic ideas, excellent martial arts, good at medicine, young, and the title of the world's number one medical saint... You say my eldest sister is looking for her, is it true? Didn't he want to treat your future husband-in-law's disease... eh? Or, he wanted to form a faction to deal with you together? I heard that the relationship between this Sikong Yinyue and King Xian is not so good! According to the usual practice, the positions of the two side concubines on the left and right are just enough for them to share!"

"Sikong Yinyue is of the same family as King Xian, if he could be cured, wouldn't it be time to help him cure?" Rong Qingyu smiled softly, and then dropped the chess piece with his hand that was stuck in mid-air. "Furthermore, if they want to deal with me together, it's not as simple as asking for the position of the side concubine...the position of the main concubine is the fattest piece of meat! Two women are fighting for a man...Do you think this man is serious? Is it useless?"

"You're right!" Sima Wuying suddenly realized, and then couldn't help but sigh: "Could it be that... this virtuous king's illness is really too difficult? Or is it actually the same as your bad name, just Rumors? Hey, what do you think? Do you really want to marry him? You have never seen him! It’s a pity that you can’t see him, otherwise you can appreciate the products of Dongchu’s outstanding talents... Dong Chu is so beautiful and difficult, and then carefully selected, hey! Hey! Hey! Hey, having said that, it seems that looks are not important to you now! So, you have to find someone who is different from you in that respect. Ordinary people! Why don't you help him check it out yourself? Marry if you can, or don't marry if you can't?" When Sima Wuying said this, his tone was full of jokes, and he looked narrowly at the calm man in front of him. Rong Qingyu.

"Oh? Are there many beauties in Dongchu?" Rong Qingyu asked with a smile, automatically ignoring some of Sima Wuying's teasing.

"Yes, yes, are you interested? Let me tell you, in fact, if the top ten beauties in the world are really ranked according to their appearance, at least it is wrong in Dongchu!" Sima Wuying mentioned Mei Nanzi seemed to be interested, and stopped playing chess, and approached Rong Qingyu warmly.

"Well, tell me!" Rong Qingyu responded with a smile, and what appeared in his mind was a handsome face that would not fade for many years.

"Have you ever heard of the top ten beauties, the three kingdoms of the world. We, Eastern Chu, occupy four places. In order of highest to lowest, they are No.1 Wei Lanlin, No.3 Crown Prince Nangong Xiyin, and No.4 Prince Ping Nangong Xizheng, No.5 and Wang Nangong Xirong. In fact, there are two hidden nominations. I guess, if these two people can be ranked on the list, they can definitely be ranked first or second, and Wei Lanlin can be ranked with one of them at most. Tied for second place!" Speaking of the last sentence, Sima Wuying couldn't help showing a bit of regret.

"Oh? It seems that the two who were not nominated are indeed stunning in the world?" Rong Qingyu said with a smile, and there was always a touch of enchanting red in her heart.I can't help but comfort myself and think, if he is still there, I don't know where he will be ranked.

"That's, you don't know. When going to court, how many pairs of eyes were secretly looking at Feng Ningxiu, the young chief executive next to the emperor. It's a pity, a pity... Otherwise, he would definitely be on a par with Wei Lanlin. Then there is Xian It is a pity that your future husband-in-law rarely appears in front of people. It is said that when he was 14 years old, he was poisoned by a strange poison and ruined his cultivation. Otherwise, he would be the new generation of wizards... Feng Ningxiu and Nangong Xixiang and these two men, if there is a chance to get together, I really suggest that they have a few drinks to show their condolences!"

Sima Wuying tsk tsk was sorry, but suddenly remembered Beichen Liuting, the commander of Xuanyin's secret guard who appeared in the main hall in the morning. Looking at the outline, he reckoned that he should also be a magnificent figure, but it doesn't count if he has no face to face people.Moreover, it is said that most of the people who have seen his true face are dead... Therefore, she never wants to see his face in her life. When the hall knows that this person is coming, they will automatically bow their heads... Otherwise, with his obvious features, if he is on the street If she is recognized by the gods, isn't she dead?So the existence of this character is directly ruled out.

Suddenly remembering the topic, Sima Wu turned to look at Rong Qingyu and said, "By the way, what do you think of this marriage? Do you want me to help you with the horoscope? Or...do you actually have other plans?"

(End of this chapter)

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