MTL - My Unrivalled Princess: I Won’t Mess With You-Chapter 17 Show off 2

As soon as the words fell, the carriage curtain was opened from the inside by a strong internal force, and a picture of a beauty sleeping lightly came into view!

Murong Yunfeng lifted her eyes and looked at Luo Qianshao today.

Today, Luo Qianqian wore a pale green Suluo skirt with a bunch of waist.

The hair style is also simple, just holding a peach blossom lotus root, the long pearl jade ribbon adds her soft and beautiful color, and has a fresh and elegant natural beauty.

Murong Yun calmly adjusted the whole shirt, he is not unaware that the girl in front of him is eager to pretend to be eager.

Because of this, he has to spend more time thinking. # _ #

Not only because she might be able to alleviate his old illness, he decided from the beginning that she was the only one.

"Master, do you want to move now?" Feng Qing endured the pain.

He really doesn't know what the master thinks. Although Miss Four is pretty, but she doesn't need so many engagement gifts?

The Wangfu Treasury is almost evacuated!

"Um." Murong Yun looked indifferent until he came to Luo Qianqian, playing rogues in a flowing stream, and caught Luo Qianqian's palm without checking.

Luo Qiang gave him a puzzling glance: "What do you mean by such a big battle?"

Murong Yun's eyes smiled, only when he was facing Luo Qianchan, he showed tenderness: "Naturally, it's the next gift."

"Next offer?"

The next second, Luo Qianchan looked at it completely!

I saw Feng Qingming carrying boxes of things in the carriage. Every time he moved one, Luo's light eyes became green.

Xiaobai also saw such a scene and said in horror: "Master, Lord Eight is so rich, if you take out any of these things and sell them, you can replace a city! But he moved down into boxes. ? "

"Fuck!" Where could Luo Qianchan be able to bear? Struggling to let go, she listened to Murong Yun with a small smile and said, "Don't be nervous, there is still behind."

Where is she nervous?

She is blindfolded! Can you figure it out and hide it?

Seeing that the storehouse in Luoge was about to be full, Xiaoyue was about to cry. Why did the Eighteen Lords ... how come so many gifts?

If the prime minister and the ladies know, will she and the lady cope?

Luo Qianchan's stimulating brain was empty, "Murong Yun, you loose me, I want to see the gift?"

Seeing her eager to look like a wealthy fan, Murong Yun's heart was soft, so that's fine. If she loves money, give it to her.

"I'll stay with you." Murong Yun never let go, from the perspective of so many good babies, she didn't care about it, "Good!"

She has never had so many babies in her life!

Although there are more babies in those spaces, you need to buy them with points. You can only look at them. This is different. This is her gift! Luo Yan said it personally, it's all hers!

study.

Prime Minister Luo is reading a book, thinking about when the eighth lord is coming?

He didn't know that the eighth lord had left him directly and went looking for his future daughter-in-law himself.

"My dear, my dear is not good!" Outside the door, a middle-aged man with a housekeeper-like appearance pushed the door of the room eagerly, because he was so anxious that he even forgot to wait outside the door ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~. Please come, Mr. Luo glanced at the person displeasedly, "Butler, why is it so unruly? Mr. Ben let you in?"

The steward knelt on the ground in a panic, and he wiped the sweat on his forehead in an anxious manner. "Sir, it is an urgent matter, grandma, you should go to Luoge to see it!"

Snapped!

Prime Minister Luo patted the book heavily on the table, "What happened to Luo Ge?"

That's her favorite yard!

The housekeeper paused for a moment and changed his breath: "If you return to the prime minister, the eighth lord ... the eight lords are here, and all the gifts are in Luoge!"

It turned out to be this thing, and Prime Minister Luo waved his hand pretending to be generous: "The prime minister knows the matter of the gift, it's OK, don't say a lot. Since the Eighth Lord is here, steward, you will meet with the prime minister.

The housekeeper had a lot of words in his heart and promised lowly: "Yes, my dear ..."

Will you really not regret it when your grandfather passes by?

So many engagement gifts, even today the emperor never had a wedding!

Rushing all the way to Luoge, long and far away, you can see a long line of carriages, all the way from Luoge to the gate.

Luo Yanxiang stared round and round, can't believe he rubbed his eyes, and sternly asked, "What's going on?"

The steward of the housekeeper bowed his body and said, "Return to the prime minister, the old slave just counted the carriages, and there were a total of twenty-five ... all, all of them were the gifts from the eight kings and the four ladies!"

At this time, the housekeeper was very fortunate that he had not bullied Miss Four himself at first, and she was truly unrecognizable. Miss Four turned over!

Rumble--

Luo Yixiang's old blood was stuck in his throat, and the sweet smell was volatilized in his mouth. He just saw the eighth lord's person moving things. With one glance, Luo Yixiang's regretful bowel was going to be green!

With so many babies ... why did he say that let Luo Qiangan do it all

the Lord?

If so many babies enter the treasury, his official position will only be more stable in the future!

"Hurry up, hurry ..." Luo Yanxiang's face was iron blue, his hands clenched tightly.

He originally thought that although the eighth prince was dignified but inhumane, marrying Luo Qianqian was only dealing with errands. How could he ever think that the eighth prince would take such a heavy heart?

Didn't even the Emperor have such a huge amount?

On the other side, Madam was not calm.

"Is this true ?!" The lady's chest was ups and downs, and her sharp voice almost broke the eardrum.

"It's really Madam, Lord Prime Minister has rushed by now." Hongyu lowered her head.

An angry expression appeared on Luo Yuyan's face, and he threw a vase on the cabinet to the ground. "Mother, don't you say that the eight lords are just playing with Luo Qianqian? How could he give so many gifts to that little bitch? people?"

"Yu Yan, calm down!" Madam's head was spinning quickly, as if something was out of her control.

Luo Qian shallow, this girl, is getting more and more uncontrollable!

Luo Yuyan pointed at the door and yelled, "How can you calm me down? The eighth prince, who is so successful, is such a perfect man that he originally belonged to me! The gift is mine too!"

"Yu Yan, you forgot that the eighth prince would not have a son-in-law? This also means that he cannot inherit the throne. How can we such an excellent girl as Yu Yan condescend to be the eighth princess?"

As the lady said, Luo Yuyan gradually calmed down, but her jealousy made her want to go crazy!

She sat in a chair in a grievance: "Mother ... I know what you said, but the little **** Luo Qianchan is almost stepping on my head, how can you please me?"

The old lady looked out of the window with a deep gaze, and she smiled unpredictably: "How could the mother allow it? Silly Yuyan, go, let's go and see."