The mansion given by King Cheng is located in the outer river in the north of the city, and it is vast and vast. Neighbors are either rich or noble.

The Huawen horse-drawn carriage slowly stopped at the front door. The red-lacquered door was wide, with wide beams, and a plaque hanging high above the lintel, with two large characters - Li's Mansion.

King Cheng was ready to go all out.

The mighty stone lions on both sides, the maids and even the old housekeeper stood in front of the door. When Li Xianyuan got off the carriage, he bowed and bowed: "I have met the master."

Needless to say, it must be done by King Cheng.

The weather is severely cold. Although these maids are not thin, they are not thick. Their faces and hands are red in cold. Li Xianyuan said, "No need to be polite. You can warm your body and go all out."

"Yes." The maids bowed in unison and dispersed slightly. They were quite happy. It seemed that this new master was a lord who would love others.

There was a maid who stood by the butler before leaving, and she was independent.

"Master, the villain's surname is Wen. I've been waiting for you for a long time." The housekeeper bowed, took the bag from Li Xianyuan, and led Li Xianyuan into the door. The maid followed behind. Li Xianyuan glanced lightly and ignored it.

When you enter the door, the first thing you see is the front yard. Red bricks and green tiles are built with high walls, and you can’t see the edge at first sight. The flower terraces, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water in the courtyard are all available. The flowers and plants plantations that are moved to a large price are lush. It is clear that early winter, but there is a spring feeling.

"Master, this flower was brought from the north by the prince for a lot of effort. This flower can not be frozen to death even in winter." The housekeeper was half a step behind Li Xianyuan and had a respectful attitude.

Li Xianyuan asked: "Butler Wen is rigorous in handling things. Could it be that he attached it to the prince before?"

"The villain had previously served as the butler in the prince's mansion. In recent years, he has become old. When you come to Beijing again, the prince will let the villain come here to take care of your daily life." Butler Wen clicked until he said that King Cheng treated you well, and even the butler sent him to his mansion. With this point alone, you know that this old butler is not an ordinary person. I think so. How could the second prince, Prince Cheng, be a butler in the house of Prince Cheng, be an ordinary person?

"This flower doesn't have to be worth it here." Li Xianyuan stared at the garden for a long time and suddenly spoke. He said as if he had some advice: "It was winter, why should I put this thing on my mind to win the spring?"

"Yes, the villain will ask someone to do it later." The butler behind him replied.

Continue to wander around the house. The mansion covers a wide area and is gorgeously set up. There are several gardens alone. In addition to the front and back gardens, there is also a small garden in the inner residence for the owner to share with his closest people.

King Cheng’s courtesy is generous. This place is a land and this mansion, and it is impossible to get out of hundreds of thousands of silver.

The bedroom in the inner house is antique and has nanmu furniture. The bed is wide by one person and is covered by a green curtain.

"I'm kind to you for me, King Xie Cheng." After looking around, Li Xianyuan turned around and said to Butler Wen.

"You are polite. If nothing else, the villain will go prepare lunch now."

Li Xianyuan nodded and watched him leave the bedroom. He felt a little empty.

Nowadays, the mansion covers an area of ​​100 inches and is well-known, but there is no one to talk to. He hopes to have a recurrence of auditory hallucinations and hear the voice of Li Wan'er.

Suddenly, his black eyes condensed. Li Xianyuan found that the maid who was following Butler Wen had not left yet and was watching him.

"But there is something else?" Li Xianyuan asked.

"Didn't it really made by you?" the maid asked suddenly.

Li Xianyuan nodded. She was quite surprised that a maid knew about this poem. Could it be that he was also very famous in the capital?

The maid continued, "But it depends on your age, but you are passionate but are annoyed by ruthlessness. You don't think about what you did."

Li Xianyuan knew that he was only thirteen years old. If he wrote a poem that was too shocking and involved in the state of mind, he would definitely be suspected. Therefore, he had only copied the poems of scenery, not the poems of mood for a long time. But he did not expect that the first person to question himself was actually a maid.

Li Xianyuan thought for a while and said, "The situation was in a hurry at that time, so I had to write one random song."

If she knew the poem "Die Lianhua", she would definitely know what situation it was written in this poem.

"Hmph, that woman is lucky." The maid suddenly snorted, her face full of jealousy. The woman she was talking about was Situ Yanran.

Li Xianyuan couldn't understand why he said this.

The maid raised her neck proudly, revealing a piece of fair skin: "Although you are a little ugly, a little shorter, and a little less literary. But you are the general from the short man. I will be more reluctant to accept you as your son-in-law."

Li Xianyuan frowned slightly.

He knew what King Cheng said to be careful and said to be careful and said, it turned out that he was asking him to be careful of the princess.

I just don’t know if she is the famous Princess Huiming who has not met.

She is about seventeen or eighteen years old. She is almost the same height. She looks exquisite and has a beautiful and naughty eyes, and has long soft hair. She can tell that she is not the one who can calm down when she looks alone.

Du Yan Princess Huiming is only twelve or twelve years old. She is proficient in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She is gentle and kind. It is not said that she is a willful princess. Could this princess not that princess?

Li Xianyuan did not draw a conclusion and said calmly: "The princess is joking, it's not time to talk about marriage."

"Bold! I am a princess, how dare you disobey me?" The girl snorted lightly, her face arrogant.

Although this princess is unruly, she is still a little worse than Wu Yi. Li Xianyuan said: "Discussing marriage is a private matter, and no one can force it to interfere."

The girl shouted: "Then I will let my father issue an order and betroth you to me!"

Li Xianyuan shook his head: "Even if the emperor speaks, it's useless."

"I don't care! If you don't become the prince consort, you will be killed!" It was probably because of being spoiled. The girl looked arrogant and had no place to relieve herself.

If it were someone else, the prince consort who came to the door should not be vain. Only Li Xianyuan was most disgusted with these things, and even more disgusted with being forced. He bowed his hands, and looked like death. Tan Wubo said: "I am really not talented, I have no talent in my family, only myself."

"You have to do this prince-consort or not. You can't resist."

Li Xianyuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

The girl still unconsciously said, and hugged her chest and shouted: "You are a 16th-rank marquis, it is a blessing to marry into the prince-consort. Why are you reluctant? Could it be that you still miss your little fairy in the folk..."

Bang-

A clear sound echoed in the empty bedroom, and also interrupted the girl's words.

Li Xianyuan fell down his palm and his eyes were cold.

"Dare you dare to hit me?" The girl covered her swollen cheeks with her hands and stared at Li Xianyuan in a daze.

"This is to discipline you for your parents." Li Xianyuan's face was calm.

The girl was extremely embarrassed and choked and pulled out a short knife from behind and struck Li Xianyuan straight!

Li Xianyuan seemed to be that the girl was too slow to move so slowly that she didn't need to take action. But she tolerated herself, and the girl became more and more poking and poking. She brushed her neck several times, and the tricks were crucial.

Li Xianyuan was no longer patient, and grabbed the girl's white wrist and twisted it hard. The girl screamed in pain, and the dagger fell to the ground. She turned around in pain, and her back was close to Li Xianyuan.

"Let me go!" the girl struggled.
Chapter completed!