When Nan Yuan looked over, it was obvious that King Chen Mu Yixuan had also seen her, but he was still stuck there like a wooden stake, looking at this side with only one pair of eyes, waiting for her to take the initiative to approach.

The father-in-law who led the way was called Xishun, who was very clever, so he couldn't help but say a few words, "His Royal Highness King Chen will go out of the mansion at three o'clock every day, and then stand at the gate until noon.

Young Lady Shen, His Royal Highness Chen Wang is waiting for you. Everyone in the palace knows that His Highness Chen Wang has never stepped out of the gate of Chen Wang Mansion on weekdays. This is the first time. "

"Really?" Nan Yuan said in her heart, a little fool.

No wonder the emperor even gave her the gold medal that allowed her to enter and leave the palace at will, and asked Eunuch Lin to imply that she would enter the palace today.

Just like the little fool who looks at his wife and stone, who is pitiful, who can bear not to meet his demands?

According to the degree of Jin Emperor's doting on King Chen, he did not directly send someone to tie her into the palace, which was a great restraint.

Xishun's pace was obviously a little hurried, but Nan Yuan still walked unhurriedly.

Everyone is here, how long is it?

As it got closer, the palace mansion in the destination became more and more real.

There are two stone lions squatting at the entrance of the mansion. The stone lions are so vividly carved that the eyeballs of each stone lion are actually made of gold.

Looking at the world, such an exaggerated stone lion is afraid that only the palace of Chen Wang has it.

There is a very conspicuous plaque above the high mansion gate, with three gilt characters "Chen Wang's Mansion" on it.

Mu Yixuan was standing under the plaque, motionless, only staring at Nan Yuan with his eyes.

The Mu Yixuan at this time was very different from the embarrassed appearance that he described after taking traditional Chinese medicine the night before.

The bun on his head was meticulously combed, there was not a single broken hair in front of his temples, and the jade crown was properly worn on the bun without any deviation.

And that white silver-patterned brocade robe, exactly the same as last time.

Only this time, this luxurious white brocade robe is neatly worn on the body, and the symmetrical silver thread dark lines on the brocade robe are absolutely symmetrical to the left and right of the central axis, so neat that there are no wrinkles on the surface of the brocade robe. .

However, this stereotype did not affect his appearance.

The ink hair stands tall, so that the clear and handsome face is completely exposed, the carving knife is difficult to carve, the pen and ink are difficult to draw, and the cold appearance that does not reflect everything in his eyes is very like a moon fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

When Nan Yuan came within a distance where he could reach out and touch, the little fool like a wooden stake finally moved.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Nan Yuan's sleeve, the beautiful curved pale pink lips pursed slightly, and the cold indifference in the silver pupil showed a look of dissatisfaction and grievance, " I waited for you a long time."

Nan Yuan explained: "I didn't say that, when we get married, I can move in and live together."

Mu Yixuan pursed his lips even tighter when he heard this, "It's been too long."

Nan Yuan's eyes moved slightly, and she stared at him for a while.

The little fool now seems to be slightly different from the last time.

His words became fewer and shorter, as if obsessive-compulsive, trying to express the most meaning in the shortest words.

Mu Yixuan held Nan Yuan's sleeves tightly and led her inside.

"Let go." Nan Yuan said.

But this person continued to pull her as if he hadn't heard.

Nan Yuan firmly stretched out her hand and pulled her sleeve out of his claws.

Facing the pair of blank and puzzled silver pupils, Nan Yuan glanced at him and handed him her index finger, "Grab this."

Mu Yixuan stared at the round and lovely finger, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and clasped it into his palm.

Then, he suddenly paused.

"It's so soft." His eyes fell on Nan Yuan's round index finger, and he couldn't help pinching it with his own. "Mine is hard, yours is soft."

Everything about Shen Xiyao was beautiful, but if she insisted that it was not perfect, it would be these ten fingers.

Her ten fingers are not slender jade fingers like the roots of a traditional beauty, but rather round and sensual little hands.

Nan Yuan suddenly heard the sound of breathing.

She looked behind King Chen, only to realize that there was an old lady and an old man standing five meters away from King Chen.

The old mama and the old **** each followed a young eunuch.

A total of four people, all standing respectfully at this time.

The sound of inhalation seemed to be accidentally made by a little **** in the back, and the old mama in front cast a warning glance.

If it weren't for the sound of inhalation, the four of them would be more like wooden stakes than King Chen just now.

Because they don't even breathe lightly.

Nan Yuan couldn't help but glance at the old mama.

She thought that there really wasn't a single woman in the palace of King Chen. But it turns out, there are.

It's just that the women in Prince Chen's mansion are not young women, but rather old nanny.

Maybe Chen Wang's fear of women is only a young woman?

After Mu Yixuan squeezed Nan Yuan's extremely sensual fingers, he held her and walked inside.

In this King Chen's mansion, there are carved beams and painted buildings, pavilions and pavilions, even rockeries and gardens. Although it is not as big as the four-entry mansion outside, it is exquisite everywhere.

Not long after walking, Nan Yuan saw the Palace of King Chen from the front. Looking at the Palace of King Chen from a distance, it was even more majestic and magnificent.

A palace of King Chen was built in the palace, and a palace of King Chen was built in the palace of King Chen.

This kind of thing can also be done by Emperor Jin.

Nan Yuan originally let Mu Yixuan pull her forward quietly, but at a certain moment, she suddenly dragged the man two steps to the left, pretending to be attracted by the scenery next to her.

When she moved like this, Mu Yixuan, who was pulling her, suddenly stopped.

The next moment, Mu Yixuan frowned and pursed his lips.

He stared at the high-quality blue floor tiles at the bottom of his feet, a very tangled look appeared on his face, like a helpless child, he wanted to move forward, but because the original rhythm was disrupted, he couldn't find it. to the original rhythm and distressed.

Nan Yuan actually did it on purpose.

She found that even if this little fool walked, every step seemed to be calculated with precision.

Same length, same pace.

With this calculated step, he successfully avoided the cracks in the bricks on the ground.

He can't seem to stand his foot on the gap between the two floor tiles, which makes him feel sick all over.

The route from the gate to the Palace of King Chen should also be calculated in advance, to ensure that if he follows this route and pace, he can just step into the Palace of King Chen.

On the way, he also passed by the most beautiful scenery in Fuzhong.

What's even more interesting is that this little idiot's calculated pace is not hurried and slow, and he looks quite elegant.