Good-for-nothing Prince: Seductive concubine is not easy to mess with

"It's so late, it's not safe for a girl to go out alone on the street, let me see you off." The man also stood up, with unmistakable concern in his eyes.

Lin Yilan's heart warmed, and she nodded, this is the first person who cares about her from the bottom of her heart since she came to ancient times.

"There is Mr. Lao."

"Yin, tell the coachman to bring the car here." After instructing his subordinates, the man turned his head and asked Lin Yilan, "Miss lives at..."

"Just send me to Prince Jing's mansion."

"Okay." Although he was a little surprised when he heard "Prince Jing's Mansion", the man never asked further questions.

In the dead of night, when everyone fell asleep, Lin Yilan returned to the palace.However, there are others who are later than her...

The next evening—

"My lord, today is the prime minister's [-]th birthday. This is an invitation card sent by the prime minister's office yesterday." In the study, Director Wang's breath was a little unsteady, his hair was a little messy, and his clothes were a little dirty, but he still dutifully stuck to the door. own position.

Huangfu Yifeng had some doubts about Wang Yu who was in such a mess, but he remained calm on the surface: "When?"

"...now...now..." Wang Yu shrank his head in fear, and it was the first time he stuttered like this.

"Now?!" Huangfu Yifeng raised his eyebrows, looked at the gradually darkening sky outside, raised his thin lips slightly, and scanned Wang Yu with his deep black eyes: there were leaves in his hair, and a large strip was torn off his cuffs. There was a crack, one of the boots fell off, and the whole body was dripping with sweat, as if he had come from a gallop.

"Uncle Wang, may I know where you went last night?" Huangfu Yifeng smiled, he remembered asking the manager to accompany Gu Yin, but Gu Yin came back last night, but his manager seemed like He came back from a refugee, and he just came back, how should this be explained?

"Back... Back to the prince..." Wang Yu shrunk his neck that had no sense of existence again, "It's Gu Yina... that poison..." He didn't know where to start to answer. The prince is always cold, but now is the scariest time when he wants to smile or not, or when he smiles so handsomely and seductively!It was Gu Yin, that poisonous woman who killed thousands of knives, who actually played tricks on herself again!He was a road idiot to begin with, once he entered the Stonehenge that was said to be a gossip formation, he was lucky to be able to get out!After coming out, before he had time to cry and kneel down to the sky, he suddenly remembered that the visit from the prime minister’s mansion had not been reported to the prince yesterday, and he was so frightened that he ran all the way back to the city, bought a horse at the market, and rushed back .When I think of myself as the majestic head of Prince Jing's mansion actually asking people to look at him like a fugitive in the market, my stomach hurts!Gu Yin, if he doesn't take revenge, he will take her last name!

Huangfu Yifeng already knew something in his mind, so he didn't pursue it any further, he waved his hand, now the situation in the court is in turmoil, and there is such a girl making trouble in the house, it's hard not to get a headache.

"Forget it, ask someone to prepare the sedan chair."

"Go back to the lord, the carriage is ready." After being the manager for so many years, Wang Yu is not a vegetarian (of course he eats meat, otherwise he would not grow into a ball), and he died when he returned home. People are ready, the prime minister is the most powerful official in the court, the prince will definitely go to this birthday banquet.

"Luo Chen."

"The subordinate is here." In the study, from an unknown corner, came a calm but respectful voice.

"Go and keep an eye on that girl, just make a small fuss, if there is anything unusual or too big, tell me right away." Huangfu Yi ordered without raising his head, looking at the birthday gift list on the manager's floor.

"Yes!"

A dark shadow flashed by the window, and everything returned to its original tranquility.

Huangfu Yifeng got up, Yingyun immediately followed.

Walking out of the study, a luxurious carriage has parked in the garden, and the guards on both sides are standing beside the horse, ready to go.

After a group of servants carried the birthday gift that Huangfu Yifeng had just picked out to another carriage, Huangfu Yifeng got into the carriage.Afterwards, Yingyun put his sword back and jumped onto the horse's back. Seeing that the lord and the leader were ready, the other waiting guards followed suit and jumped onto the horse well-trained, and left with the two carriages that had already driven out of the gate. the palace.

A bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the dots of stars are much dimmer in comparison.The night breeze is cool, after all, it is not a bustling market, and there are only a few pedestrians on the street.

A carriage sped past, followed by a group of people and horses, leaving only the sound of hooves kicking in the silent night sky.

Without the hustle and bustle of the flashy market, this area is equivalent to a high-end residential area in the east of the city, but it is full of festive colors at this time.

The original majestic and majestic Prime Minister's Mansion was covered with lanterns, and there was an endless stream of guests amidst the bright lights. Just arranging greetings outside the door, the servants of the Prime Minister's Mansion were already in a hurry, leading horses and leading the way.

The guests got off their horses, and before entering the mansion, they greeted and saluted each other enthusiastically, and entered together.

The servants had just pulled up the horses and parked the car, and cleared a small open space at the gate of Xiangfu, and several horses galloped towards them. After neighing for a while, they gradually calmed down, stomped their feet and followed the master's command. The traction was stepped aside, followed by a luxurious carriage and dozens of trailing horses.