MTL - To Hold One’s Joy-Chapter 441 ask for

  Chapter 441 Request

   This is a young man who looks four to five minutes like Su Yao, and he is almost the same in terms of body shape.

   "Feiyang, I haven't seen Miss Luo yet."

  The boy stepped forward and said hello to Luo Sheng.

  Luo Sheng stared at him, bent his lips and smiled: "Your Highness, I think he looks like the new champion Lang Su Yao."

  At that moment, she saw a flash in the boy's eyes and a slight change in his expression, but when she looked closely, there was no trace to be found.

  Luo Sheng smiled and looked at Princess Changle.

Princess Changle didn't seem to expect Luo Sheng to say this suddenly, and after a brief moment of astonishment, she smiled and said, "It's a bit similar. A Sheng, you don't know, I have a crush on Su Yao now, so I'm looking for someone who is somewhat similar to him." relieve boredom."

  Luo Sheng paid attention to the young man from the corner of his eyes, and after Princess Changle casually said "relieve boredom", he clearly saw his suddenly dark expression.

   "No wonder His Highness didn't call him out at the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet yesterday." Luo Sheng blinked teasingly.

  Princess Changle smiled indifferently: "A Sheng, don't think too much about it. He had a cough yesterday, so I didn't let him see anyone."

  Luo Sheng sighed regretfully: "If I had known Feiyang, I wouldn't have chosen Ling Xiao."

  Princess Changle was taken aback for a moment, and her expression became a bit strange: "A Sheng has taken a fancy to Feiyang?"

  Luo Sheng tensed his heartstrings, without showing any emotion on his face: "I really like the one in front of me more, Your Highness, why don't you send him to me?"

  It was a risky request, but she had to try.

   Even if she is rejected by Princess Changle, it is not nothing to gain, at least it can be tested that Princess Changle is nothing but that to Miss Luo.

  If you agree, then this trip will be a bumper harvest.

  Princess Changle took a deep look at Luo Sheng.

  Luo Sheng looked calm and composed.

  After a brief silence, Princess Changle said, "Since A Sheng wants it, it's fine."

   She said, looking at the young man, and lazily said: "Feiyang, it's your luck that Miss Luo has taken a fancy to you. You can follow Miss Luo later."

   "Your Highness—" The young man seemed to be in disbelief, with a bit of astonishment in his tone.

  Princess Changle turned cold, her lazy tone turned serious: "Did you hear that?"

  The boy lowered his head deeply, and said softly: "Yes."

  Luo Sheng glanced at the boy, and thanked Princess Changle with a smile.

   "Why are you being polite between us. If you really want to thank you, make me a glutinous rice bean paste roll later."

  Luo Sheng pursed his lips and smiled: "In addition to glutinous rice bean paste rolls, I can also make glutinous rice rose red date cake, pumpkin glutinous rice cake, brown sugar glutinous rice cake..."

  Princess Changle opened her eyes and sighed: "A Sheng, it turns out that you have spent all your time on this for the past two years."

  The two were talking, and no one looked at the handsome young man standing silently.

   "Your Highness, I should go back."

  Princess Changle ordered the maid to send Luo Sheng out, lowered her eyes and opened her right hand to look.

  The wound on the palm of the hand has been treated, and it seems that it is not so scary, but the pain that dragged around made Princess Changle frowned and turned cold.

  She is a real golden branch and jade leaf, especially after her brothers and sisters are gone one after another, she becomes even more precious.

  For so many years, not to mention such a wound, it would be frightening even if the maid would lose a strand of hair when combing her hair.

   Wei Wen dared to stab her with a golden hairpin.

  Princess Changle had a cold light in her eyes, she got up and walked out.

  The quiet room for the Shouxian Empress is still shrouded in fragrance and mist. Princess Changle walked in and recited scriptures under the gentle and loving gaze of the Shouxian Empress.

  The smooth and pleasant sound of chanting resounded, and Princess Changle's stern expression gradually became calm.

   After an unknown amount of time, the chanting stopped.

  Princess Changle raised her eyes to look at the old statue of the Shouxian Empress, and walked out with a peaceful expression.

  Luo Sheng walked towards the carriage parked outside the second gate, followed by Hong Dou, and behind him was the boy who looked like Su Yao.

   "Slow down, girl." Hong Dou raised the door curtain with one hand, helped Luo Sheng into the carriage, and then got into it.

  The boy stood outside the car without moving for a moment.

  Luo Sheng whispered a few words in Hongdou's ear.

  Hong Dou nodded, lifted the curtains and shouted, "Hey, what are you still doing stupidly? Come in quickly."

  Seeing that the boy still didn't move, Hongdou Liu raised his eyebrows: "Why, do you still want me to get out of the car to invite you?"

  Following Hongdou's shout, many eyes fell.

  The young man knew that he couldn't hide, so he lowered his head and got into the carriage silently.

  The compartment is fairly spacious, and it doesn’t look crowded if there is one more person.

  Hongdou yelled out: "The girl said to go directly to the wine shop."

  The coachman flicked his whip when he heard the words, and the carriage slowly left the princess mansion.

  It's getting late, but places like Qingxing Street are still bustling. It's the time when restaurants and restaurants are busy.

   What's more, groups of people from the Yamen of the Ministry of Justice, or Xicheng Bingmasi, or Pingnan Wangfu walked by from time to time, which attracted people to Qingxing Street.

  Wouldn't it be fun to watch the fun while drinking a little wine.

  Compared to the bustling outside, the inside of the carriage is a bit deserted.

  Hong Dou has been staring at the boy since he got in the car, and finally couldn't help but scold him: "Hey, what are you doing with such a dead face? Are you unwilling to follow our girl?"

  The boy sat closest to the door of the carriage, and did not respond to Hongdou's dissatisfaction.

  Hongdou moved towards him, and spat: "I really don't know what to do. Let me tell you, being able to follow our girl is a blessing you have cultivated in your lifetime, and it is much better than following the princess..."

  The expression of the boy who had been expressionless all this time finally changed.

   "Why, am I wrong?" Hong Dou pinched her waist and asked.

   Sitting in the carriage, this action will inevitably affect the momentum.

  Luo Sheng lifted a corner of the car curtain and looked out the window casually, indifferent to the noise of the little maid in the car.

"Don't talk?" Hong Dou raised her voice, "I'm telling you, not talking is tacit consent! Since you don't want to follow our girl, why didn't you say it when you were in the princess mansion? Now you are showing such a reluctance. Do you think our girl snatched it by force? Hehe, it’s obvious that the princess doesn’t want to see you anymore, so I happily gave it to our girl—”

  Luo Sheng finally couldn't listen anymore, put down the curtains of the car and said angrily, "Red beans."

  The little servant girl was even more aggrieved: "Girl, he is acting good when he gets a bargain, and he doesn't want to see how Ling Xiao can leave the princess and be happy with you—"

   "Please don't mention Your Highness again." The young man finally spoke, his voice low.

   "Can't mention it?" Hongdou was irritated all of a sudden, and moved towards the boy excitedly, "I'll mention it, I'll mention it. If you have the ability, don't follow our girl, go find your highness the princess!"

  The little servant girl was furious, she stretched her legs and kicked the boy off the carriage.

   The carriage driving on Qingxing Street was not fast, and a person suddenly fell down, which stunned the passers-by.

   Just now I heard that the carriage was quite noisy, so I deliberately walked quickly to follow it. Why did someone suddenly fall down?

   Someone with sharp eyes shouted: "Oh, isn't this the number one scholar!"

See you tomorrow.

  (end of this chapter)