Chapter 382

"Dad..." Yang Yuyao was more shy at this time. The title inside was full of dissatisfaction.

"Hahaha... My daughter has grown up..." Yang Zhao listened to Yang Yuyao's shy and timid protest, but Langsheng smiled.

Yang Yuyao only bowed her head and said nothing. No matter how much people depend on her on weekdays, she is still a girl after all. At this time, it is inevitable to be shy to listen to Yang Zhao say so.

However, Yang Zhao continued to say with a smile, "the Song family in the south of the Yangtze River can be matched with the old man's daughter!" as he said this, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

Yang yuyaozi bowed her head and said nothing. She didn't expect that Yang Zhao would not stop her like this.

But she was still worried, "Dad... Just, daughter's body..."

Hearing this, Yang Zhao sighed slightly, "Yao'er, don't worry. Although you have been weak since childhood, you are also the legitimate daughter of Yang Guogong. How dare the Song family dislike such a status?"

Yang Yuyao listened to this and the corners of her mouth tilted slightly.

In the next few days, a strange situation appeared in a teahouse in the capital, because Prince song and his royal highness King Jing stayed in the teahouse almost every day, and often stayed for most of the day. These two people usually do only two things, either drinking tea or playing chess.

At the beginning, the shopkeepers of the teahouse felt strange. However, it was like this for two days in a row. Later, they felt nothing strange. It was just that one was a gentle and jade childe, a cold and alienated God of war, and they lived in harmony, which also made people in and out of the teahouse feel that the picture was really pleasing to the eye, Even those who thought Murong yuan was terrible in ordinary days now look at this picture and feel that King Jing is not so terrible.

Just at this time, Murong yuan and song haoliu were holding black chess and white chess. They all looked leisurely. Murong yuan attached himself to black chess and gently settled down. "It seems that it shouldn't be a brother's job to prevent me from meeting ah Chu like this, childe song."

After a brief meeting with Su Yunchu on the lake that day, he never saw Su Yunchu again. Su Yunchu went to the other courtyard of the Song family every day. He had also been there. However, before entering the other courtyard, he was brought out by song Hao. I'm afraid Su Yunchu didn't even know that he had appeared outside the other courtyard.

Song haoliu gently picked up the white chess, "the LORD said something wrong. Why did I stop the Lord from meeting Yunchu?"

"Otherwise, why is it that Prince song has been pestering the king to drink tea and play chess these days?"

"Naturally, I heard that the LORD was good at chess and wanted to have a competition. However, it was difficult to decide the outcome these days. During this period, the Lord also played let chess. I was always worried about this. Therefore, I had to play more games with the Lord."

Hearing this, Murong yuan threw away his chess pieces. "If you hadn't been achu's cousin, the king would have thrown you out!"

Song haoliu gently raised his eyebrows. "If Yunchu knew the Lord's idea, it must be a longer time for the Lord to accompany him to drink tea and play chess."

The appearance of two equally excellent men at this time is a little funny.

Murong yuan heard this and snorted. He should have known that song haoliu was kind-hearted and gentle on the surface. In fact, he was also a black master. Obviously, he was reluctant to give up his sister's permission to others. Unwilling to say his sister, he came to embarrass him so that she could not see Su Yunchu.

Anyway, tonight, he must see Su Yunchu.

Song haoliu seemed to understand what Murong yuan was thinking. "You don't have to think about it. Yunchu will still live in another courtyard of the Song family before he reaches his hairpin these days. I'm afraid it's inappropriate if you want to explore your boudoir at night. After all, Yunchu is not alone."