When the Eighth Prince returned to his palace, his mind was filled with Huan Lü's words.
He didn't think he was in love.
That phrase, "Um, what are you doing?", is somewhat catchy and catchy.
Yuwen Sinian suddenly sat up.
No, is she sick?
Is it because I haven't seen enough women?
Even those girls who are insanely jealous inside are still gentle and kind when they see me.
Are all women in the border town like this?
Huanlu also returned to the Prince's Mansion. The maids actually had their own courtyards, but sometimes they chose to live with the young ladies, and sometimes they would go back to the courtyard to live together, mainly for the sake of liveliness.
"How's it going? Has the Eighth Prince said anything yet?"
"What did you two talk about today? How did you talk about it? Tell us quickly."
Huanlu shook her head, her hairpins and pendants flying everywhere, before the beauty opened her mouth and said...
"Hurry up and help me get these things off my head, my neck is so stiff."
"I think you're destined to never have any elegance in this life. You haven't learned a thing or a bit of the gentle and quiet demeanor of Liu Xu."
Ping'er said as she removed the hair ornaments from her friend's headdress.
"Pshaw, my daughter loves guys like me, I'm awesome."
"Alright, alright, you energetic Huanlu girl, what did you talk about with the Eighth Prince today? Tell me quickly."
The gentle woman crossed her legs and said with a proud expression.
"He asked me to go shopping tomorrow, and he pretended to be the son of a merchant, wanting me to visit his family's fabric shop."
"Oh dear, what about tomorrow?"
Upon hearing that Huanlu was back, Huo Xiaolong immediately rushed over with his girlfriends, their hands piled high with sunflower seeds, peanuts, and other snacks, just waiting for Huanlu to begin her talk.
"He told me that the moon was really beautiful tonight, big and bright, and that I was feeling really energetic."
Upon hearing this, the girl in the python robe suddenly lost her appetite for peanuts.
Huo Xiaolong swore to the heavens that the Eighth Prince, a member of the royal family, regardless of his character, would be letting down the teachers of the Imperial Academy if he could say such a thing.
"Sister, can you tell me what he said exactly?" Long'er asked.
Huanlu paused, looked up at the roof beam for a moment, and then spoke.
"Well, what was that again? The moon is like a white jade plate, and the beauty's reflection is in the shadows. That's your companion."
"But look, little sister, my translation is absolutely perfect."
The three girls nodded. It was indeed true, but it felt completely different when said aloud.
"Then he complimented me on my looks, personality, and appearance, and then asked if I was free the next day and invited me to go shopping."
"So what did you reply to him?"
“I have time, I definitely have time. I’ve figured out exactly how many dogs are in his prince’s residence.”
"Absolutely, sis."
Huo Xiaolong ate some sunflower seeds, then nodded his chin at Huanlu, giving his sister a nod of approval.
"Don't worry, little sister, we'll handle it."
The three sisters walked out of the courtyard.
"You and Tingche got together like this too?" Hou Xiangxiang asked in disbelief.
It's not a matter of liking or disliking, it's just that feeling, that atmosphere!
Long'er glanced at the little girl and said with a pout.
"That's not true at all. I usually tease him, but when I'm serious, I'm extremely serious. I speak as sweetly as Sister Ruyi and Sister Liuxu, you know what I mean? I grew up in Fengyue Tower."
"Do you think Huanlu can control the Eighth Prince?"
Huo Xiaolong shook his head and said
"I don't know, but every time Sister Huanlu goes out, she's followed by three assassins from Zhanchen Tower who have re-employed. She should be fine. At worst, they'll beat her up, and if all else fails..."
The girl gestured with her hand at her neck, then went back to her room with her friends to sleep.
Yuwen Sinian currently has no principal wife, nor any secondary wives, but he does have concubines. These positions are very important, and if he were to marry the daughter of a noble family or an important official, it would be a great help to the Eighth Prince.
"Eighth Prince, why don't you send someone to approach her? She's just a lowly maid; wouldn't it be too much for you to personally go to her..."
The Eighth Prince, who was adjusting his clothes in front of the mirror, glanced at the servant and then spoke.
"She works at the brothel, but what kind of place is that? It's a brothel. If we didn't have some skills and magnanimity, would we be able to get her to work for us willingly?"
"Our family members are good at everything, but there's not a single one of them who's a Casanova."
"Don't worry, after today, she'll definitely be on my side."
The servant slowly lowered his wide sleeves, bowed respectfully, and said...
"Master is the most powerful."
The autumn temperature is just right; the sun isn't too hot, and it feels pleasantly warm. Now is the perfect time to go out shopping.
Beside the wall of the Prince's mansion's backyard, the young maids were all squatting down, eavesdropping.
"Am I late? Have I been waiting for a long time?" The man held the umbrella over Huanlu's head and then spoke.
"It's not late, I just came out too. Where should we go? How about we go to a restaurant and have a couple of drinks?"
The maids, led by Ping'er, chuckled softly, but dared not speak loudly. Their little faces flushed red with laughter. You Sheng, holding Wen Ye's hand, said...
"Did you hear that? Have a couple of drinks, hahaha, I've never seen a girl talk about love like this before, starting with a couple of drinks right away."
"Finally, they're gone."
The girls at the back gate of the Prince's Mansion burst into laughter, which prompted the ladies in the front courtyard who hadn't gone to the pleasure quarters that day to come and ask.
A beautiful woman dressed in light green walked down the street with the Eighth Prince. They ate a simple meal at a restaurant and then went to the cloth shop they had agreed to visit the day before.
Even in the capital, there are thugs around restaurants, and these thugs were arranged by Yuwen Sinian in advance.
"Hey, young lady, you're really pretty. How about you keep us company for a bit?"
Huanlu's cheeks were slightly flushed after drinking. If she didn't open her mouth, the Eighth Prince thought she was very cute, with the charm of a beauty from Jiangnan and a delicate and lively face.
Yuwen Sinian was about to reach out and pull Huanlu behind him.
The beauty then began to curse.
"Never seen a woman before? Why don't you go back and check on your mother?"
"Get out of the way, we still have time to play."
After saying that, Huanlu strode forward. These thugs were all Yuwen Sinian's secret guards. They had to do what they were told. So the leader reached out and stopped Huanlu.
"I told you to get out of the way, didn't you hear me?"
The Eighth Prince gave a wink to the guards behind him, and they immediately raised their hands to touch Huanlu's chin, intending to pinch her chin and tease her.
"Who are you talking to?"
—Slap.
She's also a big fan of Zhang's mother.
With a slap, the guard tumbled in mid-air before collapsing unconscious on the ground.
"Still trying to stop me?"
Huanlu rolled up her sleeves, put her hands on her hips, and stood in front of the thugs, speaking.
The Eighth Prince was behind her, his eyebrows practically knotted together. So why was she crying that day?
Even after all this, is there anyone in the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion who can bully her to tears?
The guards, having received the Eighth Prince's signal, scattered like birds and beasts. Huanlu turned back and spoke to Yuwen Sinian.
"Walk."
"Okay...okay."
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