Chapter 150 Saving the Paranoid Prince 42
"Have you heard? Our new emperor's wedding will be on the sixth day of next month. I heard that all the restaurants in the capital will have opera troupes from Yangzhou perform on that day."
"That's nothing. Xiangyu Pavilion, do you know that all the drinks in this half month have been reduced by half, just to celebrate the emperor's wedding."
"Is the new emperor so...extravagant?" The person who spoke lowered his voice, knowing that there might be eavesdroppers.
Someone rolled his eyes when he heard this: "You don't know this, right? None of this was deducted from the national treasury. It is said that all of this was paid for by the new queen herself!"
Everyone was shocked, the new queen is so rich? !
Shop owners in the capital say they are richer than you think!
When she was still a palace maid, she would take the prince with her all day long and buy things with just a wave of her hand.
It's like a mobile vault.
If it weren’t for the fact that the prince’s appearance was truly incomparable to that of my own children.
All the shop owners wanted to send their sons over.
There was also a lot of discussion about this matter in Xiangyu Pavilion, but everyone had to avoid one person.
After all, I thought that the prince and Sister Su Xi...
But as Xiangyu Pavilion's intelligence scoundrel, how could Su Xi not know what everyone in the capital was talking about?
She was not surprised by this.
When I saw that adult coming back, I expected everything.
No matter what, she could not compare with that adult.
What's more, given the prince's feelings for that adult, she wouldn't be surprised even if he had to spend his whole life guarding that adult's doll.
What about me?
But the subconscious gloom and pain in her heart were not something she could control.
The flower petals outside the window fluttered in through the half-open window and landed on Su Xi's shoulders.
Su Xi took a quick look, stood up, opened the window and looked down into the distance.
This most prosperous street in the capital has been bustling these days.
The crowds were bustling about, and the shops decorated with lights and colorful decorations looked festive just by looking at them.
His eyes fell on one place and suddenly stopped.
The girl had a cool and ethereal face, but she was wearing a peach pink skirt.
Her long black hair was tied up, with a peach-colored headband hanging down on one side of her face.
The wind blew slightly, causing her hairband to sway gently, and paired with her cold little face, she looked indescribably cute.
Although the man standing next to him was wearing a common black mask that covered most of the upper half of his face, Su Xi could naturally recognize him.
He was dressed in black, with gold runes faintly visible on his cuffs and collar.
Although he was a head taller than the girl, he always leaned over and lowered his head to get closer to her.
He was holding two bags of Beijing snacks in his hands, and from time to time he would pass them to her mouth with a smile on his face.
Although the girl looked unattainable, she still ate it.
The side of her already small face was puffed up, breaking the indifference on her face.
Although his eyes were still cold.
This dress was bought by Murong Jing for Lingyao. He wanted to buy it for her the first time he saw it.
It was obviously not her style, but Murong Jing couldn't help but buy it for Lingyao.
It took a lot of effort to coax Lingyao into wearing it.
Seeing that moment, Murong Jing couldn't help but pick her up, spun her around, and kissed her again and again.
In the end, Lingyao threw him out of the room with a dark face.
This time, Murong Jing promised Lingyao that he would do this and that next time they did that, so Lingyao wore that outfit and went out with him.
The more Murong Jing looked at her, the happier he became, and he wanted to hug her right there on the street.
But he always felt that she didn't like him hugging her.
After the last lesson, Murong Jing didn’t dare to do that anymore.
He held Lingyao's hands and squeezed them, trying his best to suppress the surging desire.
Lingyao was puzzled.
What’s going on? The God of Wealth has no hands. He has been holding her hands and playing for a long time.
Secretly observing the rich man who has never been in love: No, hahaha, the host baby thought that the God of Wealth found it funny, hahaha, they are all so happy, hahaha, go away, it's angry, let them continue with the mission, its corpse is feeling a little uncomfortable, so I'll get off first, good night world.