16 Some Serious PDA(1)

In the early morning of the next day, the Third Lady sudden itching and scratching herself spread throughout the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The second lady's courtyard was very depressed at this time.

Xiaoyue heard the news from other servants talking about Third Lady, and talked to her own lady after returning.

"My Lady, Third Lady had an accident last night!" Xiaoyue broke down and deliberately energetic.

Luo Qianqian woke up early and sat in front of the mirror to dress up and asked: "What happened to her?"

"I heard that after the Third Lady came to us shortly last night, she suddenly felt itchy and unbearable."

"And the second lady asked the doctor to come over, but the doctor couldn't find what is wrong after several times of diagnosis. The second lady had no choice but to knock out the third lady again and again to avoid more tragedy. The lady was poisoned. Everyone said that the third lady was a wicked person who had a bad personality, and she encountered her punishment." Xiaoyue raised a faint smile at the corners of her mouth. "Is this your doing, my lady?

"Who can blame me?" Luo Qianqian said lightly, Luo Keer never thought of letting her go, otherwise, the real Luo Qianqian would not die.

She is her sister, but she poisoned her to death, such means are still light!

"My Lady, is it true that the Prince Eighth is going to come to deliver the betrothal gift?" Xiaoyue set aside the matter of Luo Keer, and remembered the important thing today.

"Yes." He came here last night, was it just to lie to her?

"But ... what about Doctor Lin? Did the lady really not want him already?" Xiaoyue sucked her nose. The medicine in their room was given by Lin Zimo. Without Lin Zimo, I am afraid that her lady could not live up to now .

Luo Qianqian and Lin Zimo love each other so much, is she going to give up to be Prince Eight princess?

Looking at the emotion in Xiaoyue's eyes from the reflection in the mirror, Luo Qianqian couldn't help raising her eyebrows. According to Xiaoyue's meaning, she and Lin Zimo really loved each other, but in her memory, Lin Zimo and her are never been close.

'What is going on?'

After thinking about it, probably only the original owner knew it, and didn't say anything else, at least she was sure that when she saw Lin Zimo, she had no other thought than to lament that he was handsome.

In order not to let Xiaoyue to think more about it, Luo Qianqian answered her lightly: "The imperial edict has already been made, can your lady resist it?"

At the beginning, it seemed that the original owner was really unwilling to accept the edict, presumably because of Lin Zimo's sake?

In fact, she didn't think much about marrying. The reason why she didn't resist was because she did not want to offend Murong Yun. So she wanted to make good money. Find a way to go back to 21st century!

Xiaoyue heard that her face was wrinkled, and her pitiful look made her distressed: "Of course, Xiaoyue doesn't want the lady to resist the order! But, what should Dr. Lin do?"

Luo Qian casually picked a mule from the jewelry and inserted it on her head, and patted Xiaoyue's hand: "I am not married yet. Let's talk about it later!"

"Xiaoyue, you have to remember that people do not die for themselves. We can only plan the future better if we live well in the present, you understand?"

Xiaoyue could not fully understand it, just say, "My lady said it, Xiaoyue will wrote it down!"

If her lady really decides to forget about Dr. Lin and start again, she will respect her decision...

The Eighth Lord's Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion are one on the east and one on the west. This morning, vendors and people in the streets and streets all got up to work,men, women, and children walked on the streets, a scene of prosperity.

Suddenly, horseshoes came from the quiet streets?

Looking at it all the way, countless exquisite carriage teams are moving from east to west.

The breeze blew the window of the carriage. There was a man in the carriage, wearing a black robe, embroidered with gold embroidery on the robe to create a natural-looking texture, and he has dark black hair. Inevitably makes people feel very ugly to compare. He is like a divine being, people dare not profane.

The man's cold and arrogant eyes seemed to have no focus, and the dark eyes were full of calmness. The handsomeness had to make people secretly amazed. He was lying lazily on the soft couch, surrounded by a cold atmosphere. Killing intent is invisible.

"It's Prince Eight!"

"Look, it's Prince Eight!"

They don't know who was the first to speak out. For a time, men, women, and children on both sides of the street bowed down to the ground, "See the Prince Eight!"

There was a girl in the crowd who didn't understand why the mother pressed her down to her knees on the ground, and a small voice echoed in the crowd: "Mother, why do you want to kneel when you see the Prince Eight?"

"Baoer, shut up!" The girl covered her mouth in fear, and explained in a panic: "She is a child, child is ignorant..."

Why kneel down?

The Prince Eighth has been in the battlefield for six years!

Had it not been for one year ago that the Prince Eight had protected Tianyi Country with an enemy of tens of thousands army. If not for General Invincible, Tianyi Country would have long lost the peace and tranquility today .

The Prince Eight has not been peaceful since he was a child. He has been poisoned and lost his fertility. They all say that the Prince Eight have not lived well for a few years. How can such a prince make them disrespectful, unafraid, and not kneel?

Another sharp-eyed person saw the anomaly, "Why did the Prince Eight drive so many carriages to the west?"

Where is he going?

"Look, the carriage is full of treasures!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone exclaimed, "Is this the Prince Eighth going to the Prime Minister's House to give the Fourth Lady a gift?"

Oh my God! This parade turned out to have dozens of carriages?

Each carriage is filled with valuable treasures!

"Maybe the Fourth Lady is lucky enough to gain Prince Eight favor?"

"If you can marry the Prince Eighth, even if you can't have children..."

For a while, the story about the Prince Eighth and the Fourth Lady of the Prime Minister's House spread, and what happened was also told by the storyteller.

Prime Minister's House, Luo Pavilion .

Murong Yun directly drove the carriages to the entrance of Luo Pavillion. So many carriages, one after the other, and some were waiting outside the Prime Minister's House.

Luo Qianqian was attracted to the door by the sound of horseshoes. At a glance, countless carriages were lined up in the back.

Luo Qianqian: "..."

What the hell?

"Where is Murong Yun?" She glanced around without seeing the figure.