Female Queen Quick Time Travel: The Wife is a Husband Lover

  Chapter 427 The hired wife is a boss (60)

   "The scenery of Taiqing Lake is beautiful, His Royal Highness is here for the first time, do you still like it?"

  Lu Mosheng knelt and sat opposite Leng Muxi, smiling kindly.

  This smile is a little different from the green bamboo coldness when I first met him, making it elusive.

   "This hall likes wherever the son-in-law takes me."

  Leng Muxi nodded lightly, he was also used to calling Su Qiruo a son-in-law, even in Beiqing Kingdom, he would not change his name.

  She is his consort, the only consort he has identified.

   "Consort?"

   Lu Moyan, who has been silent all this time, looked at Leng Muxi in surprise. He also heard about the matter between Her Royal Highness and the prince of Nanchu Kingdom. However, Her Royal Highness has a noble status, so how can she be called a son-in-law?

  Su Qiruo handed the peeled lychees to Leng Muxi's lips, and said with a good-natured smile: "Ben Gong and Xi'er are about to get married, and in the case of Southern Chu Kingdom, I am their son-in-law."

  She doesn't mind what Leng Muxi calls her. Since she came to him as a son-in-law, if he likes to call her that way, then he can do as he likes.

  Lu Moyan looked at Su Qiruo in a daze, then glanced at Leng Muxi who was beside her, and then set his eyes on his brother.

  Lu Mosheng lightly touched Lu Moyan's arm, his expression normal.

   "Then congratulations to your Highnesses."

  Clenching the hands hanging in the sleeves tightly, Lu Mosheng could only feel a fishy sweetness welling up in his throat, which almost made him lose his composure on the spot.

   Prince Consort?

  The majestic princess of the Northern Qing Dynasty actually became the son-in-law of the Southern Chu Kingdom, so he is only worthy of the Southern Chu Kingdom?

  Because he was about the same age as His Royal Highness, his mother loved him very much since he was a child, and told him not to get close to his niece, and he had to wait for the draft by His Royal Highness.

  So in Lu Mosheng's heart, he will definitely become the person of Her Majesty the Empress Dowager.

   It's just that he didn't know that after waiting for so many years, he had waited for such a result.

Mingming's mother told him before next year that when Her Royal Highness returned this time, the position of the Empress Dowager would be settled, and the Queen preferred him, and he himself felt that there was no one in Manshengjing who was more suitable for this position than him up.

  Although Wei Yujin of the Duke of Wei's Mansion has a noble status, he has an unpleasant temper. No matter how much the queen likes him, she will not allow such a person to be her son-in-law.

  But he is different. He was raised by his mother according to the rules of the future empress since he was a child. He is knowledgeable, dignified and virtuous.

  I thought it was a sure thing, but it turned out like this in the end.

  If he can't be her rightful king, then what is the purpose of his efforts in the past ten years?

  The sound of the piano in the distance suddenly stopped, Lu Mosheng slowly released her tightly clenched fingers, and looked at Su Qiruo with a smile.

   "If your highnesses don't dislike them, why not Mo Sheng also play a song for your highness to cheer up."

   As he spoke, without waiting for anyone to refuse, Lu Mosheng's servant handed over the piano in his hand.

  Leng Muxi was taken aback for a moment, it turned out that he came prepared.

   "My cousin plays the flute the best, why not play a piece with Mr. Lu."

  Su Qiruo observed for a long while, and felt that although this Mr. Lu was a bit more thoughtful, he was very suitable for the backyard of Duke Wei's mansion.

   On the contrary, the Second Young Master Lu looked a little innocent, thinking that he was not as valued as the Eldest Young Master since he was a child, so he didn't develop so many thoughts.

  There are some problems in the Duke of Wei's mansion today, which are just suitable for a person with means to rectify and rectify them.

  If Lu Mosheng's talent can impress Wei Yuqing, it is not impossible for the two of them to try together.

   Wei Yuqing hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "Yes."

  The nail on Lu Mosheng's thumb gently pinched into the pulp of his index finger, and after calming down for a long time, he slowly let out a breath.

   As expected of children who grew up in a family, although it was the first time for these two to play together, they cooperated with each other tacitly and looked like a perfect match.

  Su Qiruo was already prepared for some mandarin ducks in her heart, but Leng Muxi who was at the side was a little unhappy when she saw the smile on the corner of her mouth.

  Is it just that good that other people play the piano?

   Look how happy she is.

  If she likes, he can also play the piano for her!

  After the song was over, before Su Qiruo had time to say a few polite words, Leng Muxi grabbed her sleeve.

   "I want to play the piano too."

  He wanted to play for her, and not let her listen to other people's piano.

"it is good."

  Su Qiruo responded with a smile, and ordered Anzuo to fetch the piano.

   "If your Highness does not give up, you can use Mo Sheng's Jiaowei."

  Lu Mosheng smiled generously, but deliberately emphasized that the name of his piano was "Jiaowei", which made Leng Muxi a little unhappy.

  Jiaowei is one of the top ten famous zithers. It has been handed down for a hundred years and is very famous.

   "No need."

  Su Qiruo waved her hand and refused,

   "I have a bundle here in this palace, and I have already ordered someone to fetch it."

  Zuoliang is the first of the top ten famous qin, but everyone who practices the qin knows it well.

  Lu Mosheng smiled resentfully, lowered his eyes and said: "It's Mo Sheng who is being abrupt."

   Lu Mosheng, who has always been dignified and dignified, didn't know what happened to him today, and completely lost his mind.

  He just felt that the prince of Nanchu was not worthy of such a good person as Her Royal Highness, and Her Royal Highness should not be with such a man.

  Since he sat here, His Royal Highness the prince neither served tea nor wine to Her Royal Highness, but just sat and waited for Her Royal Highness to serve her.

   Where did you find a queen?

   Obviously found an ancestor.

  In Lu Mosheng's perception, Her Royal Highness should come first in everything, instead of asking Her Royal Highness to accommodate her everywhere.

   "Shall we go together?"

  Leng Muxi didn't pay attention to Lu Mosheng, but pulled Su Qiruo to play a song with her.

"it is good."

Su Qiruo casually fiddled with the strings a few times, then took Leng Muxi's hand and put it on the strings, with fingertips curled up, the layer upon layer of piano sounds floated on the lake with lingering friendship, listening to it People can't help feeling a little more lovesick.

   Wei Yuqing drank a few glasses by himself, and his usually clear eyes suddenly became hazy.

  She didn't know what she was insisting on all these years. If she said she was thinking about that person, but after seeing Su Qiruo and Leng Muxi today, she felt that her friendship with that person was not so deep.

   After all, she is mediocre.

  The piano sounded, Su Qiruo held Leng Muxi's hand tightly and never let go, and her voice was so gentle that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out.

"Cold?"

  Leng Muxi shook his head: "It's not cold."

   "Then sit for a while, and we will eat fish when the boat docks."

  The two talked as if there was no one else around, Lu Mosheng only felt that her heart was going to be broken.

  He had never seen His Royal Highness get along with others so tenderly, even when treating Wei Yujin, she was always separated by several layers of indifference.

   This insistence seems to be his wrong payment.

  Mother thinks she is the queen, but maybe people have never considered him.

  From the beginning to the end, the Lu family themselves are just self-righteous with the posture of a future queen.

  (end of this chapter)