Mo Ronyan pondered for a moment: "Bring the purple clay tea set in the warehouse to Mr. Tan."
Shen Shi's hands shook and he almost dropped the red shirt box he was holding.
The purple clay tea set in the warehouse was an apology gift personally given to His Highness by Emperor Nanchen after His Highness defeated Nan Chen five years ago.
Priceless, this is the only set.
When Emperor Wu Shun was born last year, His Highness did not send any gifts.
So, what is the position of the prince's concubine in His Highness's heart?
Could it be that His Highness is really doing it for Tan Mansion’s wealth?
But His Highness is not short of money.
And I have never seen anyone spend so much money just for the sake of wealth!
In the end, Shen Shi came to a conclusion: His Highness wanted to enjoy the blessings of everyone.
Until the sunset filled the sky, Su Ruotang still hadn't returned home.
The food in the front room was heated several times.
Mo Ronyan sat on a chair and looked outside expressionlessly.
Half an hour, an hour...
Night has completely fallen, and the bright stars have replaced the morning glow in the sky, but Su Ruotang still hasn't returned.
"Your Highness, how about you eat first?" Shen Shi suggested carefully as he watched the food heat up for the fifth time.
Mo Ronyan glanced at the sky that was completely swallowed up by the night, his expression cold and indifferent.
He didn't say a word, but Shen Shi couldn't help but tremble.
Cold, really too cold.
It was obviously a hot summer day, but he felt a biting chill.
After a long time, Mo Ronyan picked up the bowl expressionlessly, but saw Shen Fei walking towards him with a strange look on his face.
"Your Highness, the Crown Princess..."
Facing Mo Rongyan's deep eyes, Shen Li was excited and finished the words with a crackling sound like beans being poured out of a bamboo tube.
"The prince's concubine disguised herself as a man and went to Yilan Courtyard."
"Hiss—" Shen Li finished speaking, and Shen Shi took a breath of air.
"What else?" Mo Ronyan took a mouthful of rice slowly, a cold tone escaped from his thin lips.
Shen Li's scalp was numb, and it was rare that his brain had not left home. He considered his words, "Then, he called a few...several young and beautiful boys and girls."
After the words fell, Shen Fei and Shen Shi felt at the same time that the temperature in the room dropped sharply.
They both shuddered and hunched their necks like quails.
"Ah."
A cool chuckle escaped from Mo Rongyan's throat, he picked up the chopsticks, picked up the green cabbage in a leisurely manner, and put it into his mouth.
When he was eating, his movements were elegant and showed an indescribable dignity.
But Shen Shi looked at the cabbage he picked up again with his chopsticks and fell silent.
There are eight exquisite plates on the table, only these two are green vegetables.
After finishing dinner slowly, Mo Ronyan took the silk handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, then stood up slowly.
Shen Fei's mind left home again, and he asked naively: "Your Highness, where are you going?"
Mo Ronyan paused, his thin lips slightly opened, and two cold syllables escaped, "Train your wife."
Looking for a wife?
Oh, no, no, wife training? ?
Shen Fei was shocked: "Your Highness, are you teaching spies like you usually do?"
Mo Rongyan raised his thin lips, and the moonlight fell on his cold and beautiful face, revealing a refreshing chill.
He glanced at Shen Fei lightly, then turned around and blended into the night.
Shen Fei hurriedly caught up and said, "Your Highness, the princess has delicate skin and tender flesh, can you train her..." Broken.
The remaining two words were covered up by Shen Shi and said in a low voice: "Shut up, idiot!"
Shen Fei's eyes widened and he looked at him accusingly, his eyes filled with: Why are you scolding me?
Shen Shi felt tired, so he tapped his acupuncture points and quickly followed his Highness.
The abandoned Shen Fei stared: "Uh huh..." I want to go too!
No one understood his whisper.
blown away by the night wind.
...
Yilan Courtyard, Xiuya Pavilion.
The stewardess stood at the door in fear.
The indistinguishably beautiful young man just now named the five most beautiful young men and women in the courtyard.
He belonged to His Highness, and she did not dare to stop him. She could only send a letter to the Third Prince's Mansion, hoping that His Highness would come over as soon as possible.
But His Highness just got married yesterday, and he is still the legendary boss who spent millions of taels of gold to coax his fiancée.
Does he really care about the person in the room?
Obviously, not only the nun in charge was confused, but also the maids in the building were confused, "Mom, does the third prince really like this person here?"
"He just married the prince's concubine yesterday, and the wedding could not be described as more than a grand wedding."
"If you didn't really like the third prince's concubine, why would you marry her with such a grand wedding?"
The stewardess looked devastated: "Don't worry about it for now, just keep an eye on him and don't let him really touch anyone."
The maid glanced at the graceful figure behind the screen through the crack in the door, and took a breath of air, "Mommy, I touched..."
"What happened?" The steward subconsciously followed her gaze and looked over.
The next moment, his eyes suddenly widened and he was about to push the door open.
Just then Shen Shi's earnest words of advice came: "Your Highness, Your Majesty...Young Master is just playing around and is too serious. She has delicate skin and tender flesh. Please be gentle when you discipline her."
If the training goes wrong, Concubine Wan will not be able to do anything.
I can't explain it to Tan Mansion.
The stewardess seemed to have seen the savior, and immediately turned around and saluted, "Your Highness, you are finally here."
Mo Ronyan glanced at her lightly and pushed the door open.
Inside the house, the music of the piano lingers and the incense spreads.
A woman's delicate laughter could be vaguely heard.
Mo Ronyan's eyes were fixed on the screen. Looking at the familiar figure behind the screen, the air pressure around him dropped a bit again.
"Hey, is the weather going to change?" Su Ruotang let go of the hand holding the charming girl's chin, straightened up and looked out the window in confusion.
suddenly.
Her slender wrist that had not yet been withdrawn was held by someone.
He was caught off guard, and before he even had time to struggle, his whole body was pressed against the table behind him.
