C119 You actually threw it away!

Morong Gan attributed his occasional actions to the fact that he hadn't touched a woman for too long. He was a normal man, getting too close to a woman, this kind of reaction was unavoidable sometimes.

The Prince Jin was only thirteen years old, but he was guided by the Palace Maid. As for him, he was shameless, and without anyone to help him, he did not pass through that hurdle, and after the war with the army in the east and west, he did not have a single woman in the army, and after that, the world became peaceful, so he did not have time to idle, and took responsibility for the emperor's affairs. He did not think about it too much, adding on top of that, he did not have any women that could enter his eyes, so it was normal for him to have some reactions when he was close to Bai Qianfan.

It was getting more and more obvious now, and he wondered if he should find a woman to put down the fire. Protecting one's self like jade to this day could be considered as being worthy of Zhu Er, but after thinking about it again and again, there was no suitable candidate, he who hated dirt on the Railed Yard, and had a clean family, if you want the body of a lady, you have to give her a title, how about agreeing to the emperor and marrying a Lateral Princess to come in?

His slender and powerful fingers lightly tapped the table, while Hao Pingguan stood at the side, carefully observing from time to time. The prince's face was dark and gloomy, and even when he looked around, he could not find anything wrong.

It was rare for Prince Chu to call him with such a calm tone, Hao Pingguan was overwhelmed by the unexpected favor and quickly turned his body, "This old servant is here."

Prince Chu paused, his fingers knocked twice, and said: "All these years, do you feel lonely?"

Hao Pingguan stared blankly for a moment, then said with a face full of smiles, "This servant will protect Your Highness everyday, and will not be lonely at all."

"What I mean is …" He stopped tapping his fingers and looked up, a little annoyed. "It's a waste of time telling you."

Hao Pingguan was a clever one, he immediately understood and smiled obsequiously: "Prince, asking this question to this servant is not wrong. Although this servant has some things missing, this servant is also a man, I also want to find a nice woman …"

"This is not what I'm asking," Morong Gan sighed. "Forget it, I won't say anymore."

Hao Pingguan rolled his eyes. It was rare for the Prince Chu to be willing to open his heart and talk about such private things.

"This servant understands what the Prince means," Hao Pingguan carefully sized him up, "Does the Prince want to ask this servant if he misses women?" He chuckled twice, "To be honest, Your Highness, I really want to, even though I'm missing a few things, that aspect of me is nothing to worry about. In any case, I have my ways, and when I see a pretty lady, I can't really walk."

"In that case, why not marry one?"

Furthermore, how could there be a young lady willing to marry a eunuch? Most of the marriages are from the Railed Yard, they have many different tricks, they know how to serve others, and they can't go through the hardships of marriage, so they can be considered as having their own needs. "

Morong Gan said, "I had thought that after you cut off that thing, you lost all interest. Will you also feel your heart beating faster and your palms sweating when you see a beautiful girl? "

"Of course. Is this a man's natural instinct?"

Morong Gan calmed himself down. He was not mistaken, even an eunuch would react to women, let alone a square and strong man like him. In the future, he would just have to be more careful. After all, she was still young, and when he married for two years, it would be peaceful around him.

When he thought about Bai Qianfan's marriage, he naturally thought of Du Changfeng. He was someone that Bai Qianfan liked, and would be his brother-in-law in the future, Prince Chu was not without melancholy, and wanted to go and find out Du Changfeng's tone first, if Du Changfeng was not willing, then he couldn't force it either. He came back to speak to Bai Qianfan properly, and quickly pick out a good one for her.

On the second day, he went to Nine governor's yamen, where Du Changfeng was busy arranging books. Seeing that the Prince Chu had come, he quickly came out to welcome him, and accurately said, "Greetings, Prince."

"You don't have to be so polite with this duke," Morong Gan said as he raised his hand.

"May I know what are your orders, Your Highness?" With regards to the Prince Chu's strange movements, Du Changfeng still couldn't wrap his head around it. Previously, he had continuously wandered around the city gates for a few days, and then found a little soldier to chat with, but after he asked, the little soldier refused to reveal anything. He only swore to the heavens that he had never said anything bad about him. He really wasn't confident that he would be able to come all of a sudden.

"It's nothing," Morong Gan looked around, "Are you finished? When we're done, This King will treat you to wine. "

Du Changfeng was overwhelmed by the favor, "So it turns out that Your Highness wanted to drink wine, I should be the one treating you. How about February River? If Your Highness is interested, this subordinate will immediately send someone to reserve a seat. "

"Alright," Morong Gan held his hands behind his back and slowly paced around, "It's not hot today, and it's not far from here.

Du Changfeng quickly made a gesture, "Your Highness, please."

Morong Gan walked in front, he did not dare to stand shoulder to shoulder with him, and after walking for half a body's length, Morong Gan stopped in his tracks: "There's no need to stand in front of me, from now on, I often come and go, and it seems very natural."

Du Changfeng was startled. What do you mean by always coming and going? What exactly did Prince Chu mean? It couldn't be that he wanted him to be a princess, right? There was smoke coming from the ancestral tombs.

There were people playing chess by the side of the road. Morong Gan stopped in his tracks and watched from the sidelines.

Morong Gan shook his head, but took out his money bag and slowly poured out a few taels of silver from it to throw to the side of the player who was playing chess with the booth owner: "I bet he wins."

Seeing that the Prince Chu had placed his bet, Du Changfeng could not help but to express his opinion. He also took out his own money bag, but it was not the same one that Bai Qianfan had embroidered, it was more like a man's bag that he bought.

Morong Gan thought that he was the same as his, putting the one that Bai Qianfan embroidered on the other side.

Du Changfeng was startled, the Prince Chu taking his bag like this was really not treating him as an outsider.

"I bought it from Linglong Pavilion. Its design is ordinary, and it can't be considered to be exquisite. It's incomparable to Prince's."

"That's only natural," Morong Gan was afraid that he would be able to figure it out, so he held the bag tightly. "This king only embroidered this with his delicate hands, and said that he had rushed it out overnight."

was even more baffled when he heard this. Did his relationship with the Prince Chu get this deep? That her … Who is it?

Seeing that Du Changfeng did not use Bai Qianfan's purse, Morong Gan did not know what he meant, and was too lazy to wait for the loss.

"Provincial Commander-in-chief, you said that you have never been engaged, but the last time I saw you wearing a purse on your waist, it looked like a girl's cooking.

Du Changfeng's heart tightened, Prince Chu was talking about the bets that the Princess Chu gave him. The embroidery workers were too childish, so he didn't wear it on his body, thus he kept it.

He stared blankly, then exclaimed, as if he had just remembered something. "So that was what the Prince said. It wasn't the skills of a girl, but something that I picked up and played with. It's already been thrown away."

"Throw!" Drop! It's done! " Morong Gan roared, "You actually threw it away!"

It was embroidered by poking a bloody hole with his finger, but Du Changfeng actually threw it away.

The Prince Chu gasped for breath, pointed at Du Changfeng, and left with a cold expression.