Dressed as a wronged stepmother, I was pampered by three villains

Zhang Biluo asked tentatively: "Does His Highness the Third Prince want to marry Prime Minister Gu's daughter?"

Yan Beichen raised his eyes slightly and said suspiciously: "Can you guess this?"

Damn it! It’s true!

What's the matter, does this marriage line have to be tied? Gu Zisun is not the only unmarried girl in the capital, so why can she be so attractive to others?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she couldn't help but clenched her little fists.

"You... please be gentle."

Zhang Biluo lowered his head when he heard this and found that his hand was twisting Yan Beichen's arm quite hard.

"Oh, I'm so angry, I'm sorry." Zhang Biluo let go of his hand, the apology on his face was very sincere, "I know the Miss Gu family, that child is very good, silly, white and sweet, not worthy of His Highness.

she."

Yan Beichen couldn't help but laugh, "You are quite protective of your friends."

"Did they meet?"

"Probably not. My father walked to the door and met them coming out. He happened to hear something - there will be an elegant gathering at the Tang Mansion in a few days. I hope to meet the young lady."

Damn it!

I thought there was force majeure between them, but it turned out that the two of them had never met!

What does Yesheng want to do? Isn't he extremely reluctant in the book? Why did he go up the pole to find someone?

The most irritating thing is that he actually wants to make an appointment at the gathering organized by himself, this shameless person!

Zhang Biluo was so angry that she wanted to kick Yesheng in the feet, but she calmed down and thought of another possibility. "Can I understand it this way? His Highness does not want to marry the daughter of the Gu family. He wants to win over Prime Minister Gu and give him more

Some chips?”

Yan Beichen said solemnly: "There are some things that have not yet surfaced. I just think that His Highness's actions are very meaningful. Take today as an example, the Third Highness actually asked for orders to go on an expedition to put an end to the Langhe Rebellion.

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Zhang Biluo took a deep breath, this was no accident, this was the trajectory of the original text! It turned out that Ye Sheng had long wanted to take charge! So, was it his original plan to marry Gu Zisun? No matter whether the two met in the Victory Building or not,

No matter whether Gu Zisun is clamoring to marry him or not, she will eventually get married?

Zhang Biluo couldn't help clenching her fists, "Is Mr. Gu willing to marry his daughter to him?"

"If you are willing, you will not only ask for a battle today, but also ask for many marriages."

That's good, fortunately Gu Xiang is cautious. Zhang Biluo thought: Isn't it just a Yaji? If dad can mess with you once, he can mess with you a second time. Just wait. He also gave Xiao Gu a tea name.

I must make her tremble when she sees you!

"Then - has His Majesty given him permission to fight?"

"What do you think?"

"Let Yan Beichen, who is about to recover, be left alone, and let the Third Palace, who has never been on the battlefield, go down? If I were the Holy Emperor, I would definitely not agree."

Yan Beichen laughed out loud and suddenly stretched out his arms to hug him, "Aluo, your prince's legs are trembling and he is a little unbearable. Please be patient. Let's walk slowly. I'll try not to crush you."

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"Don't you know how heavy you are? Why don't you weigh me down less?"

Yan Liu, who came to deliver the crutches, said, "What kind of talk is this? It's because I lost."

Yan Beichen turned around and winked, and Yan Liu silently retreated.

He was in her arms, and even though she was unwilling to do so, she still tried her best to support him. Yan Beichen felt warm in his heart and couldn't help but pinch her face.

She protested, "Don't do this."

"Keep your voice down, Dabao is watching."

"Just watch it, I'm not that familiar with you."

"My father is also watching, and even His Majesty, His Highness the Third Highness, and Princess Yongning are watching."

Zhang Biluo was so angry that she pinched his waist again. In the eyes of others, it was more like flirting.

"Let's get back to business. Not only did the Holy Spirit not agree to His Highness the Third Highness's expedition, he also asked my father what his opinion was. My father said that Langhe's recent actions are also called intrusion? Compared with the past, it is just a small fight. It is better to wait for a few

"Yue, the muskets are ready, the artillery is ready, Yan Beichen brings new weapons and kills them all in one go."

Zhang Biluo chuckled, "Yes, we have to let the people of Langhe know that your father is your father!"

Seeing Lianying and Baofu fighting each other with snowballs, Zhang Biluo suddenly became playful and asked Yan Beichen to stand still. He made two balls of snow and hit Lianying on the head with all his strength.

After smashing it, he still smiled proudly.

Not even the battalion dared to fight back, so they ran away with their heads in their hands.

Zhang Biluo laughed enough, patted the snow on his hands, and asked again, "The Holy One will not let you go. Is the Third Highness disappointed?"

"It should be, otherwise why do we have to make an appointment with Miss Gu?"

Zhang Biluo said sternly: "Yan Beichen, you have to pay attention to Ye Sheng and don't be careless. Think about it, anyone with a discerning eye knows that Yan Beichen will be cured in a short time. The matter of killing the Langhe people is up to General Yan."

Just do it. But Ye Sheng rushes to it in a hurry. He has never led an army, is he sure of winning? Who gave him the courage? The traitor who made you disappear before the battle? The Langhe people?"

"Okay, I'll remember it." Yan Beichen raised his hand and picked a Hanying flower and pinned it in her hair, "My Aluo is not an ordinary woman. She is brave and resourceful, and no one can compare with her."

Zhang Biluo looked around, gave a thumbs up, and whispered: "The show is good, the guards at the Moon Gate should be able to hear it."

Yan Beichen was angry.

"Aluo has become the crown prince's wife, are you still happy?"

"It's just a false name. I'll hold this title for two years. I'll give it to her later on whoever you like."

Yan Beichen was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

At this time, Dabao's voice came from far away: "Mom, dad, come and see, Dabao is amazing!"

The two of them walked closer, and Dabao pointed to the lifelike slug on the tree, "Look, daddy is climbing on the tree."

Yan Beichen slapped his son on the buttocks, "Quickly go find your master to practice swordsmanship. After practice, go to bed. You have to get up early tomorrow."

Dabao ran away rustling, Erbao patted the snow on his hands, "Uncle didn't come today, Erbao went to play chess with his grandfather."

Xiaobao was already sleepy, so Zhang Biluo asked someone to take the child back to sleep. She helped Yan Beichen back to the room, and then called the company camp.

I had a busy day today and couldn't go to Yuxiu Street. All business was run jointly. The brat remembered the accounts clearly, saying how many goods Boss Mu delivered today, how many chess pieces were sold at De Sheng Building, and what was written on Fengdeng Street.

So many manuscripts.

Zhang Biluo started to collect the accounts, and Yan Beichen sat aside to accompany her, and suddenly asked: "Have you made engravings of your scripts?"

"I haven't had time to go to the bookstore yet. I've just been trying to collect money these days."

Yan Beichen smiled and said: "The family matter has been settled, and I don't have to hide my legs from anyone. I will go with you tomorrow."

Zhang Biluo was making calculations and writing down numbers in the account book. Then he raised his head and asked, "Why do you think of urging me to engrave blocks? I was originally hesitant whether to make such an expensive book."

"Of course we have to do it, because what the emperor's grandson is reading is definitely not a manuscript."

Hey, this General Yan is getting better and better at chatting. If even the emperor's grandson starts to read our book, wouldn't "The Slave Catching the Head" be known to the whole world?