Chapter 79: The Stomach Is Not That Heavy
Qu Shang's eyes narrowed slightly, and the words of the young master made him involuntarily admire.
Beijing officials have woven a huge web of power and interest, some are open and aboveboard, while others are hidden, only known to a few people.
If their children were to fight over a courtesan or a treasure, and someone got hurt, that would be okay; but if someone were to get killed, it would be hard to make amends.
To know, who can go out and have a good time, isn't he the treasure of his family?
When the son dies at that time, are those relationships preserved or turned over? What to do with the things brought out after turning over?
So most of the time, the bodyguards that those young masters carry around with them are the kind that look fierce but can't actually kill with one hit.
It makes a big noise and has a strong momentum, but in reality it is just an empty show.
If everyone were like a martial artist, every move would be a killing blow, each strike decisive of life and death.
Thus, the imperial court was already in a state of chaos and disorder, with everything in a mess.
"The young master is highly respected, and his subordinates admire him." Qu Shang's admiration for his own young master has reached a new height.
"Your living environment is different. Having seen more, you also know more." Yon Yi's words seemed to hide other meanings, and after saying this sentence, the carriage fell silent.
Qu Shang quietly followed the horse carriage, occasionally raising his head to glance at the carriage compartment, digesting what Rong Yi had just said.
It just occurred to him that there was another person in the carriage today, and his eyes were filled with surprise again.
The prince has always been thin in character, gentle in appearance, but actually distant. Today's attitude towards the fight between Ming Shizi and Tan Gongzi is the usual character of the prince, but this Miss Ming...
The prince did it for her, but he broke the rule of not allowing anyone to get close within three feet, and even let her ride in his carriage.
It's really puzzling, when he just helped Ming Xiaojie get on the carriage earlier, he also saw the girl's appearance, and she still looked like a child?
Could it be that the young master actually likes this kind of cute-looking, pre-pubescent girl? His taste is a bit too heavy.
After some thought, Qu Shang suddenly shook his round head, don't guess the young master's mind, no matter how much he guessed, he still didn't understand.
The purple sandalwood carriage moved slowly, with hardly any vibration inside the carriage, just like sitting in a elegant room.
Rong Yi glanced faintly at the girl lying on the other side.
The night pearl in the carriage emitted a soft light, reflecting the girl's sleeping face. Her hair, like a pile of black clouds and snow, was scattered on the white seat, emitting a soft and delicate fragrance unique to girls.
When opened, the wise and cunning eyes are already closed, the long eyelashes like a small fan, casting a slanting shadow, the slightly open lips, soft and pink, making people want to kiss them at first sight.
If there wasn't saliva at the corner of her mouth, she would be a lovely sleeping beauty.
But she didn't drool and instead seemed a bit unlike herself.
I recall the first time I met her, although I had never seen the legendary Ming Yuqiong before, but what others said about her was really far from the truth.
From Ming Wang Ye, Ding Ce Fei, Na Lan Jun and others' gaze, words, actions, it can also be seen that her behavior made them all feel astonished.
A person's character is formed over many years and will rarely change overnight without a special reason.
He thought this person was not Ming Yulian.
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