Chapter 3069
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"The Eastern Palace is really lively today." Murong Ci coldly snorted. "See them all. Have them go to the front hall."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Half an hour later, Murong Ci sat on the throne. Including Ning Yuan and himself, there were a total of five people in the hall.
"Fourth brother, congratulations. You're finally getting married." Murong Yu was the first to speak. "I heard that even before the day of the consort selection, the nobles and concubines of the imperial court have already sent their daughters or relatives to the Eastern Palace. Fourth brother has always been aloof. I'm afraid you've been feeling a bit irritated these days."
"Fortunately." Murong Ci raised his brows slightly. His eyes were as cold as frost, and his entire body emitted a chill. He picked up the teacup on the table with his right hand and took a sip. "May I know why the Eighth Prince has come to my Eastern Palace today?"
Murong Ci had always liked to pretend to be a pig in order to eat the tiger in the Forbidden City. Moreover, because he had an arrogant and unruly personality, no one could restrain him. Also, because he was standing in his own territory and seeking defeat alone.
Whether it was the throne or the title of the number one swordsman, as long as he wanted it, there was nothing he couldn't get.
Murong Yu could naturally feel the coldness in Murong Ci's tone. In the past, no matter how they fought, he would still call Murong Ci 'eighth brother' in front of outsiders.
But now, he didn't even need to call him that.
"Fourth brother, aren't I here to send you some gifts because I saw how festive your estate is?" Murong Yu glanced at Ge Ying, who promptly stood up and said, "Greetings, Your Highness."
There were faint scars at the corner of her mouth. Although she had covered them with a thick layer of powder, they couldn't completely hide the traces on her face and the exhaustion in her eyes.
"Hmph, you know your place, yet you still have the nerve to come to the Eastern Palace to flatter me." Ning Qian 'er rolled her eyes. "If the Eighth Prince likes it, he can keep it for himself. What's the meaning of sending it to Brother Crown Prince's Eastern Palace?"
Ning Qian 'er had been Prime Minister Ning's precious daughter since she was young. She would melt in one's mouth and fall in one's hands.
Growing up in such an environment, not only was she arrogant and willful, but she was also often unreasonable.
She had liked Murong Ci since she was a child. When she was a child, she liked to follow behind him and call him Brother Crown Prince. When she grew up, she got used to calling him that.
Murong Ci had always been indifferent to her. Other than being polite, there didn't seem to be anything else.
But now, his heart had long been sealed in ice. He didn't even have the most basic courtesy anymore.
"Miss Ning must be joking." Murong Yu glanced at Ning Qian 'er and continued, "Fourth brother, this Geying is a distant relative of mine. She's been studying music since she was young, and her pipa skills are like the sounds of nature. Fourth Brother, why don't you keep it? You can listen to it when you're bored. "
Ning Qian 'er bit her lip and stood up unhappily. She stomped her foot and said, "Hey, you …"
"That's enough." Murong Ci's brows furrowed slightly. He really didn't want to listen to their flattery here. He faintly looked at Ge Ying and said, "You can stay here. In a while, Ning Yuan will take you to the place where you live."
"Thank you, Your Highness …"
The corner of Murong Yu's mouth curved into an extremely faint smile. His eyes were filled with confidence.
Currently, there was no one in the Eastern Palace who belonged to him. He had to send someone in to listen to the information, even if it wasn't to kill Murong Ci.
Ge Ying's daughter was in his hands, so he wasn't worried about her doing anything.
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