The male god of fast travel NPC is always captured by me

Chapter 352 Nine thousand years old, come and play (22)

Among the young ladies of the aristocratic family, there are many people who admire His Royal Highness King Ning. Seeing this situation, they can't help but feel jealous of Pei Youxing, jealous of her being favored by King Ning.

Pei Youxun was speechless in the face of those murderous and arsonist gazes. She never thought that this time the melon was eaten by herself. It was simply baffling.

I am not familiar with this Prince Ning at all, that is to say, we both know that this person exists in the world, in public. Prince Ning’s behavior is too strange!
She looked at the man in front of her suspiciously, only to see that he was wearing a royal blue dark purple tufted long-sleeved gown, with a golden crown and hair, a handsome face, as delicate as a pine bamboo under the moon, and a slender figure, about five or six centimeters taller than her. At about 1.7 meters eight or seventy-nine, he is an extremely handsome and outstanding young man.

If King Ning said this to Mu Xiyan, Pei Youxing is not surprised at all, and I have to give him a silent praise in my heart, congratulations on changing from a passerby to a passerby who likes the heroine.

After all, Mu Xiyan is the heroine, and her identity as the protagonist is there. It would not be surprising for any man in this world to fall in love with her.

But she has been to so many worlds, with her face, this level of beauty, almost no one can appreciate her, except for her love. From this, it can be seen that everyone is blind.

So Pei Youyou knew that there was something wrong with King Ning without using his brain or using his fingers.

Pei Yu had the honor to raise his hand pretending to be elegant, and caressed the peony between his snow-white fingers. Immediately, in the sight of everyone, Pei pinned the beautiful peony flower in his hair, and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness Ning, you can see it too." Here we are, I have no flowers to give, so of course I don’t want to give flowers. The honor that His Highness Prince Ning mentioned should be left to other ladies who have flowers to give!”

King Ning was not angry either, he didn't care if he could get a flower from the princess of Chu, he just wanted to show it to the dog, not only that, but he also asked the emperor for a marriage, to marry Princess Chu, It would be best to marry her.

Isn't the eunuch getting closer to Princess Chu?But no matter how close he is, he is just a rootless dog, not even a complete man.

If I can marry Princess Chu, I must be happy every night, and it is best for that stray dog ​​to see that he has power over the government, isn't he under one person and above ten thousand?It's not that you can't even count as a man, and you can't even touch a woman if you want to! !
The last time he was in Quefei Palace, he was lucky, the tendons in his hands were not completely broken, and he met a genius doctor who took care of him carefully, so his hands were not broken. After taking care of him for such a long time, he finally recovered a little bit.

He must avenge this enmity, but with the current power of the eunuch, except for the Seventh Emperor Shuyan who can barely compete with him, no one else can compete with him at all, and his own anger can only be used in other ways.

He wants to marry Princess Chu, use her to stimulate this dog, and when he gets tired of playing, he will kill Princess Chu to make the dog sad. As long as he can make the dog feel unhappy, he is willing to do anything, even if he kills the dog. Princess Chu will deepen the conflict between the Yan Dynasty and the Chu Dynasty, and provoke a war between the two countries, and he will not hesitate! !
Someone must pay for the hatred of his hand! !
Prince Ning slightly raised his lips and smiled modestly and politely, "In this case, I will not force it. But now, I only want the flower in Princess Chu's hand. Even if other ladies have flowers to give, they will not My wish.”

Pei You was lucky enough to get goosebumps all over his body due to these sophisticated words.

Sure enough, the essence of human beings is a double standard. She likes it, and she feels sweet in her heart even if she talks too much. She doesn't feel it. If she reads and recites a [-]-word love letter to her, she only needs one word, which is annoying.

Pei Youxing was very sophisticated and tactful at times like this. He was not as lazy and casual as usual. He just smiled lightly and said, "Then I really want to say sorry. If His Highness Prince Ning insists on continuing, I'm afraid you will see him in the palm of his hand for the rest of his life." Less than half a ray of color, the other princes are still waiting to show off their talents! Your Highness Tianhuang, please don’t lose the style of the Tian family on such an occasion because of one person’s affairs.”

King Ning was born in the royal family, his status was noble, and he was handsome. He was sought after by others since he was a child. How could any woman dare to talk to him like that?His face immediately turned bad.

He didn't like to attack in public, so he walked back with a slightly sullen face, picked up his bow and arrow and shot at the target.

After King Ning, several other princes, ladies from aristocratic families stepped forward one after another, presenting flowers to express their admiration.

When Yan Zi came on stage, almost all the Miss Worlds brought flowers and came forward to present them. Mu Xiyan hesitated for a moment, but in the end he still didn't go.

Yan shot nine arrows and hit the bull's-eye every time, winning applause from the audience.

At this moment, someone in the crowd shouted, "Nine Thousand Years Old is coming." The cheers and shouts around the hunting platform seemed to be suddenly cut off. Everyone was silent and did not dare to speak. All that could be heard was the sound of the wind and distant sounds. There were faint voices and footsteps getting closer and closer.

Yuan Yun was wearing a snow-white brocade robe, with intricate and delicate embroidery patterns of silver and white threads, and a wide golden belt with dark purple cloud patterns around his waist. It is covered with dark purple cloud patterns.

The light cyan cloak rises in the wind, hunting and flying, and the light gold pattern shines brightly in the afternoon sun, glowing with radiant luster.

Seeing him coming, everyone in the hunting platform gathered their clothes and saluted one after another.

Several Jin Yiwei carried the sandalwood red sandalwood carved dragon seat bestowed by the emperor, and placed it on the position where Yan Zi and others shot arrows. When Yuan Yun turned and sat down, two young eunuchs carried the red sandalwood high table and placed it on Yuan Yun's right hand , The maid put the newly brewed tea on the table and poured it.

Yuan Yun picked up the teacup, took a leisurely sip, and then said slowly: "Get up!"

Only then did everyone let go of the breath they had been holding back since Yuan Yun's arrival, and stood up with lingering fear in their hearts.

Yan Zi was shooting the target just now, and the longbow was still in his hand. According to the custom, one person has ten arrows. He only shot nine arrows, and he was short of the last arrow.

You drew an arrow from the quiver. As Yan Zi drew his bow, he asked casually: "How come a nine thousand year old is interested in watching the pre-shooting before spring hunting?"

Yuan Yun said indifferently: "Although the pre-shooting is just a sideshow before the spring hunting, the governor thinks that this year's pre-shooting is quite interesting."

Yan Zi heard the meaning behind Yuan Yun's words, and glanced in the direction where Pei Youxing was, "Indeed, it's quite interesting."

After the words fell, a sharp arrow shot out and hit the bull's-eye. The ladies of the aristocratic family wanted to cheer for Prince Yan, but at Nine Thousand Years Old, no one dared to take the lead in making a sound, and the atmosphere was a little frozen.

Yan Zi threw the long bow in his hand to the guard and turned his head to look at the Jingjue disciples, "Who's coming next? Come on."

Jiu Qiansui watched here, the youngest son of Taishi Mansion was a little scared, but he still walked out bravely.

Yuan Yun played with the ring in his hand, and when all the children of the aristocratic family finished shooting, he gathered his clothes and stood up, taking the longbow from the guard.

Seeing it, Yan Zi smiled meaningfully, "Nine Thousand Years Old also wants to play."

Yuan Yun said expressionlessly: "The governor is very raw now, it's time to practice."

(End of this chapter)