The black-bellied highness, the evil concubine

Chapter 12 The Prince (3)
King Xuan warned softly: "Lan'er, don't talk so casually!"

"Understood, Brother Xuan Wang!" Wei Lan also spoke quickly, without any malice.

Wen Ran's expression was indifferent, but her heart was not so peaceful. The Prince's Mansion was so closely guarded that it was not easy for her to come to see if her elder brother was here.

"Miss Wei Lan, are you talking ill of the prince again?"

Wen Ran walked at the back, and had just stepped onto the third floor when she heard a playful and dangerous voice, she couldn't help but looked up, and saw Zhuge Jingyao who had just got up and was half-sitting on the soft sleeper.

He has a lazy and casual expression, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, a tear mole at the corner of his right eye, a high nose bridge, and slightly thin and cool lips like cherry blossoms. The feeling is a little more cool.

If Wei Qing is said to be stunning, then he is alluring.

His demeanor was even more indescribable, every word and action carried an incomparably noble meaning, as if even if his dirty words came out of his mouth, they would become elegant words.

The prince's appearance is extraordinary, and everyone can see it, not to mention that it is disrespectful to talk about the prince's appearance, so he is not included in the ranking of the most beautiful men in the imperial capital. If he is selected, the number one may not necessarily be Wei Qing.

When seeing Wei Qing, Wen Ran wasn't too surprised, but when seeing Zhuge Jingyao, Wen Ran was inexplicably absent-minded for a moment. There was always an inexplicable feeling in his heart, but it didn't seem to have anything to do with his appearance , Judging by his appearance, his injury should really be fine.

Being asked such a straightforward question, Wei Lan hurriedly waved her hands a little guilty and said, "No, how dare I speak ill of you, Brother Prince!"

Then he bowed and said: "Heru has met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Everyone also saluted.

Zhuge Jingyao got up and slowly took his seat to the main seat. Looking carefully, his expression was a little vain, and it seemed that his injuries hadn't healed yet, "Your crown prince brother, although I am not good at martial arts, my hearing is incomparable. If you want to tell me No, let’s talk about it once we get out of the Prince’s Mansion!”

After he stood up, he realized that he was much taller than Wei Qing and King Xuan. Originally, Wei Qing and the two were considered tall, but Zhuge Jingyao was even taller.

It was only after he took two steps that Wen Ran knew that his left foot seemed to be inconvenient, and his walking was not as brisk as ordinary people.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Great Yang Kingdom turned out to be a lame man, this matter must be the most forbidden thing to say in Xianling City.

Sensing a look of surprise, Zhuge Jingyao raised his eyes and met Wen Ran's eyes.

When their eyes met, Wen Ran immediately lowered his head, regretting his gaffe just now, while Zhuge Jingyao didn't look surprised at all after seeing Wen Ran's face clearly, instead his eyes were a little angry.

The Prince's Mansion is not something that anyone can enter and leave, and this Furong Palace is even more taboo.

"Who is she?" Zhuge Jingyao narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked coldly, not anyone can come in the Prince's Mansion if they want, especially the more beautiful a woman is, the more the Prince's Mansion will not welcome her.

The brothers and sisters of the Wei family who have always been fearless, when the crown prince put on such an expression, a drop of cold sweat ran across their foreheads. This prince's elder brother is really scary.

King Xuan helped and said: "This is Lan'er's junior sister. I met Lan'er and the others at the imperial grandmother's just now, so we came here together!"

Since King Xuan spoke to make a rescue, the crown prince didn't just drive him away because of his face.

"Oh, so you are the last disciple accepted by that senior at Yuzhu Mountain?" Zhuge Jingyao stared at Wen Ran and raised his eyebrows.

Wen Ran nodded, without fear or joy, as light as water.

Zhuge Jingyao turned to look at He Guangnian on the other side, and said solemnly to him, "Vice Commander He, what are you doing here instead of staying outside and guarding?"

With the words of the prince, the aura is enough to be daunting.

He Guangnian held his hand resolutely and said: "His Royal Highness, I came here to ask His Majesty something!"

Before he said anything, Zhuge Jingyao had already smiled at the seemingly harmless and docile Wen Ran, "You want to compete with her?"

"Exactly, Miss Zhu has already agreed to learn martial arts with the humble official, and I hope His Highness will allow it!" Today's He Guangnian is also too excited. He didn't have the courage to talk to the prince like this in the past.

Zhuge Jingyao's long hair was untied, and the blue silk fell to his waist. The warm wind blew through the hair, making it even more elegant.

"Then let's compare!" With a few words coming out of his mouth, He Guangnian was immediately grateful.

(End of this chapter)