Chapter 3069 The First Assassin: The Ascetic Prince’s Strategy (20)

"The East Palace is really lively today." Murong Ci snorted coldly: "See you all, see them all, let them go to the front hall."

"Yes, Your Highness."

After half a stick of incense, Murong Ci sat on a high seat. Including Ning Yuan and him, there were a total of five people in the hall.

"Fourth brother, congratulations to fourth brother for finally getting married." Murong Yu was the first to speak: "I heard that the day for choosing a concubine has not yet come, and the nobles and ladies in the palace have already chosen their daughters or The relatives sent it to the East Palace, and the fourth brother has always been cold and cold, so I'm afraid he's a little irritable these days."

"Not bad." Murong Ci raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were as cold as frost, and his whole body was filled with chills. He picked up the teacup on the table with his right hand, took a sip and said, "I wonder why the Eighth Prince came to my East Palace today? "

From the past to the present, he likes to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger in the Forbidden City. And because he himself has a rebellious character, no one can restrain her, and also because he stands alone in his own field and seeks defeat.

Whether it be the throne or the number one swordsman, as long as he wants it, there is nothing he can't get.

Murong Yu could naturally feel the coldness in Murong Ci's tone. No matter how they fought openly and secretly in the past, he would still call him eighth brother in front of outsiders.

But now, even this title has been omitted.

"Fourth brother, haven't I come to give you gifts to see your family happy?" Murong Yu glanced at Ge Ying beside him, who quickly stood up and said, "Folk girl Ge Ying has met the prince. Your Highness."

There was a faint scar on the corner of her mouth. Although she covered it with thick gouache, it still could not completely cover up the marks on her face and the fatigue under her eyes.

"Hmph, you know who you are, and you have the nerve to come to the East Palace to flatter me." Ning Qian'er, who was sitting aside, rolled her eyes and said, "If the Eighth Prince likes it, he can keep it for himself. What does it mean to send it to the Crown Prince's brother's East Palace?" ?”

Ning Qian'er has been the precious daughter of Prime Minister Ning since she was a child. She holds it in her mouth for fear of melting and puts it in her hand for fear of falling.

Growing up in such an environment, her temper was not only arrogant and willful, but also often unreasonable.

She had liked Murong Ci since she was a child. She liked to follow him and call him "Prince Brother" when she was a child. When she grew up, she became accustomed to calling him "Prince Brother".

Murong Ci had always been lukewarm towards her. Apart from being polite, he seemed to have nothing else.

But now, his heart has long been sealed in ice, and he no longer has even the most basic courtesy.

"Miss Ning is joking." Murong Yu glanced at Ning Qian'er and then said: "Fourth brother, this Geying is a distant relative of mine. He has learned etiquette and music since he was a child, and he can play the pipa like the music of nature. Fourth brother might as well stay Let’s listen to music when we’re bored.”

Ning Qian'er bit her lip, stood up in displeasure, stamped her feet and said, "Hey, I'm talking about you..."

"Okay -" Murong Ci frowned slightly. He really didn't want to hear the flattery they said here. He cast his eyes faintly on Ge Ying and said, "Just stay, Ning Yuan will take you with him soon." Go to a place to live.”

"Thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince..."

A faint smile formed on the corner of Murong Yu's mouth, and there was a confident look in his eyes.

Now that there was no one of his in the Prince's East Palace, he had to send someone in to get information, even if it wasn't to kill Murong Ci.

Songying's daughter is in his hands, and he is not worried about what she will do.

As for Murong Ci...he was still playing with him!