Chapter 353
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When interacting with His Royal Highness, it could not be said that one is marked by the company one keeps, but it could be said that one is marked by the company one keeps. Presumably, Hsu Fengnian would also pinch his nose and admit it.
Ever since she met His Royal Highness by chance at the border of Jianzhou, the timid Murong Wuzhu was not afraid in this situation, even if she had vaguely guessed the terrifying identity of this fat piece of meat. It was hard to imagine that this girl would have accepted her fate of going to Mount Hui to become the bed toy of a hundred-year-old man. In her previous life, even though she was born into a noble family in the Sword Province, a county magistrate was already a powerful official to her. In just a few days, she had climbed Mount Insignia and paid a visit to the Martial Emperor City. It was as if she had lived enough for her entire life. When Hsu Fengnian brazenly pressed down the horse's head and saved the child, Murong Wuzhu felt that out of the millions of people in the world, meeting him alone was enough. However, she could not help but feel sad. She was not as intelligent as her younger brother, the Emperor of Tong. She was not as beautiful as Pei Nanwei. She was not as powerful as Sister Blue Bird. What could she do for him?
While Murong Wuzhu was inexplicably sad, a middle-aged woman staggered out of the crowd and hugged the child tightly. However, she did not shed tears of gratitude to His Royal Highness for saving her child. Instead, she knelt down with a plop and kowtowed to Zhao Yu who was sitting on a ferghana horse in the distance. She cried that she did not know this group of people and that the child had disturbed the important military affairs of the soldiers. This commoner begged His Royal Highness for forgiveness. She kowtowed non-stop until her forehead was bruised. The onlookers looked at each other and felt relieved. This was how it should be. They did not feel that there was anything wrong with this young woman's ingratitude. Under the jurisdiction of Guangling, everything was decided by the Guangling Prince. Law? Was this not the family law of the Zhao Clan?
Some young scholars who were secretly jealous of Hsu Fengnian's elegance were waving their fans. Some were whispering and guessing how Hsu Fengnian would end up tragically. They were in a very good mood. Murong Wuzhu had just come out of the fire pit. Although she was similar to Shu Xiu and had stumbled into Beiliang's dye vat, her temperament was still as pure as Bai Xuan who had never put pen to paper. When she heard the woman's heart-wrenching words, she was so angry that her face turned red. She jogged over and slapped the woman's face. Murong Wuzhu did not know how to reprimand her. The woman was stunned by the slap and stopped crying. Instead, it was Murong Wuzhu who began to cry.
A hesitant scholar with a headscarf shrunk behind his head and did not dare to appear. He should be the woman's husband. When he saw this beautiful girl slap his wife's face, his face began to burn. However, in the end, he did not have the courage to walk out. He carefully glanced at His Royal Highness Zhao Yu on the other side of the horse and then looked at the handsome young master below the horse. He only hoped that these important people whom he, a small commoner, could not afford to offend, would not harm his family of three. He was even more regretful that he had come to watch the show.
Hsu Fengnian turned his head to look at Blue Bird who was holding the fox fur coat. Without saying anything, Blue Bird, who had a telepathic connection, came in front of the trembling woman and said coldly, "Go." The woman whose legs had turned to jelly got up in a panic. She pulled the child and squeezed into the crowd without looking back. After meeting with her husband, she squeezed through the crowd and returned home. From the beginning to the end, she did not look at the young master. As for whether she felt guilty or glad, only God knew.
Those who had some status in Guangling all knew that every time there was a large gathering, Heir Zhao Yu would definitely place many scouts who were specifically responsible for finding beautiful women. These lackeys had a very good sense of smell and would usually be able to bring His Highness back with a full load. Otherwise, with Zhao Yu's physique, whether it was by carriage or by horse, how difficult would it be for him to travel? Other than tirelessly hunting for women, Zhao Yu was also quite good at making money. There was a housekeeper in his residence who was responsible for commenting on the appearance of the women in the surrounding families. If they did not want to be brought back to the Guangling Prince's residence and pressed under his crotch, they had to offer him a large amount of silver. Even the eldest son of Provincial Governor Zhou, who practically grew up together with His Royal Highness, could not escape this calamity. Just because he had a wife who was of equal social status and was beautiful and attractive, he had to pay seventy to eighty thousand taels of silver as a "tribute" without missing a single copper coin. He only dared to privately joke that His Royal Highness was very fair and honest.
From this, it could be seen that Zhao Yu's table manners, whether it was eating women or eating silver, it was hard to see what kind of realm he was in. But Guangling Prince Zhao Yi liked it very much. He joked that this eldest son of the di was a little Taotie and that it was a great blessing to be able to eat.
When Heir Zhao saw that the person in front of him did not move, his already pitiful patience completely dissipated. He made a hand gesture and no longer paid attention to his peers in front of him. He only raised his head and craned his neck to look at Murong Wu Zhu. He swept his eyes over them. They were actually a pair of beautiful sisters? There was actually such a beautiful pair of twin lotuses on one stock? The heavens were not unkind to this Heir. He narrowed his eyes and looked more and more pleasantly surprised. There were also two women wearing veiled hats. Although he could not see their faces clearly, just by looking at their figures, he could see that they were extremely enchanting. As for the delicate female servant in green, her temperament was also very good. What was going on today? Why was he so lucky? These extraordinary girls were enough for this Heir to deal with half a year of boredom.
Zhao Yu's saliva was dripping as he clicked his tongue and said, "Young ladies, quickly come into this Heir's bowl. This Heir loves beauties the most. I will definitely eat and taste them slowly."
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