MTL - What an Audacious and Sly Servant!-Chapter 4 Power idol

Chu Yan heard that Di Muyang had returned to Beijing and was on his way to the palace.

"Little mirror, this bun will help me loosen up a bit today."

"Why, Your Royal Highness? It doesn't look good!"

Chu Yan smiled heavily and thought: After a while, Di Muyang would tell his father Huang that the seventh son of the Mei family had been conspired by the emperor and he could not see the dead or the dead. Good talents, good deeds.

He wanted to stop, and touched his beloved small mirror from his arms, and took a picture of his face to the left and right, very satisfied.

Acting, he is a power idol.

Di Muyang took Mei Qiandeng in a black suit to shuttle among the palace gates.

The young general was a little hesitant: "Isn't Mei Gong's shirt too vulgar?"

Mei Qiandeng gave him a glance, very indifferent: "On the way out, I took only two clothes to change clothes, and the other one was dirty."

"Ah, it was my negligence that I did not take good care of Mei Mei!"

The son stopped and took a closer look at Di Muyang, and then said, "General Di, you don't have to please me for the Prince's connections. Since I am in the palace, I will do my best to fulfill my holy trust."

Di Muyang was slightly embarrassed. The little boy Mei either didn't speak, and when he spoke, he saw blood for a while.

"No, that what, I just ..." He didn't know how to express it. He took Mei Qiandeng's arm. "Brother Qiandeng, we are all our own in the future, and I won't hide you. Our Highness Prince Although it ’s superficial and polite, it ’s actually a very picky person. Well, maybe there is a little narcissism. He may not like you at first, but it ’s okay. It will be good after getting along. His Royal Highness is actually smart And kind people. "

Mei Qiandeng's entire face was not shaken, "Thank you very much for telling me."

People don't care about Prince Edward's preferences at all.

When Chu Yuan arrived at the Minghua Palace, Di Muyang had brought Mei Qiandeng first. The emperor heard Di Muyang's story about the assassin, and his face was a bit ugly. He just wanted to open his mouth to comfort the seven son of the Mei family. The prince drove to--

As soon as the prince came in, he covered his face, his clothes were a little messy, and a few strands of hair fell down, unlike his usual meticulous dress.

"Father Emperor, son Chen just heard that the son of Mei's family encountered unexpected things on the way to Beijing ..."

He just wanted to ask if the body of the Mei family was found, and suddenly found that he had four feet in front of him. The number seemed to be incorrect. Suddenly he looked up, facing the last pair of dark black eyes of Gujing, his heart shivered immediately, and the chrysanthemum also followed.

Who is this

"Hey, you're here just right, this is the seventh son of the Mei family, Mei Qiandeng. Really a hero since ancient times, the Qiandeng has great martial arts, and can be in danger and not be in danger. He really did not choose the wrong person for you!" The emperor laughed, feeling better.

Mei Qiandeng salutes the prince.

Chu Min shook her hair in front of her forehead, took a soft breath, and instantly changed her face.

He walked over and held Mei Qiandeng's arm, raised his head slightly, revealing the royal majesty, (with tears) and said, "You're fine, it's great."

Qian Dengben didn't want to answer, and remembered his father's instructions that he could not offend the prince unwillingly, and then returned: "Prince Xie was worried."

"Hey, Qiandeng came from a long way, there is no place to stay in Beijing. You will let people choose a suitable room in your Mingjue Temple and let Qiandeng live forever." The emperor spoke.

Prince Chu Chuan felt that the whole person was not very good.

He can also play, "There is a way: there is a friend who is so happy from afar that there is no problem in letting the son-in-law vacate the master's bedroom to live with Mei Gongzi. It's just that ... in the harem, there are many rules, and Mei Gongzi is People in rivers and lakes, regardless of the bar, in case of the palace lady who collided, she would be trapped in the predicament. Maybe first live in the general's house, become familiar with the palace rules, and then move to Mingjue Temple? "

After all, Chao Di Muyang stole a sharp little eye.

"Yeah, emperor ..."

Without waiting for Di Muyang's help, the emperor waved his hand with a deep and deep smile. "Anyway, let the small mirror follow Qiandeng. The boy of Mei family is a smart person at first glance.

It was so happily decided.

The emperor made all three teenagers kneel.

When I walked down the steps of the Minghua Palace, he uttered a bang and something was picked up.

Mei Qiandeng squatted and picked up, "Prince, the mirror has dropped."

Chu Yi returned to the soul, like a cat who had exploded, and turned to **** the small bronze mirror. Baba: "Don't touch the Prince's things!"

"..."

"Little mirror, umbrella!"

There was no rain at all, no clouds, and the sun was a bit big.

Chu Yan did not intend to conceal his dislike, but he did not go too far.

"Arrange for Mei Gongzi to the most remote room of Mingjue Temple." He ordered the small mirror.

Di Muyang persuaded him, "Your Highness, it is not good to let the Holy See know."

Chu Yan looked at Mei Qiandeng and smiled arrogantly, saying that a confident man is the most attractive: "No, Mei Gongzi is a dull person at the first sight, and he is more willing to live in a remote place."

Mei Qiandeng nodded altogether.

Di Muyang also wanted to reconcile the relationship between the two of them. "Mingjue Temple said that it is not big, and that it is not small. Prince, let ’s take Mei Gongzi for a tour first?"

"Little mirror, lead Mei Gongzi to become familiar with the environment, and by the way explain the rules in the palace to Mei Gongzi, Prince Prince still has schoolwork, and will not be with him for the time being."

Prince Chu Chuan returned to the room, lying on the bed, a little bit out of breath.

Obviously asked Di Muyang to hide the boy named Mei, but it turned out to be good. He not only rescued him, but also brought people back to Beijing.

This little liar!

Thinking of this, Chu Qian's mind involuntarily emerged from Mei Qiandeng's face. The facial features were a little hazy, and he didn't look at it just because he was angry. I just remember Zhang Guazi's face, Danfeng eyes, and high temperament, which is not inferior to those famous and expensive people.

It was slightly different from the vulgar and impatient appearance of his imagination.

Chu Yan had a feeling of restlessness in his heart. For example, a person who had numb feet after a long squatting seemed to have ants gnawing on it, which was extremely unbearable. He hit a few rolls on the bed, his back teeth creaked, and kicked a few feet of mattress. Finally he got up happily and went out while thinking about it.

"This prince is going to see how the rivers, lakes, and grasses can cure the little fairies in Mingjue Temple!"

People say curiosity kills cats.

The Prince had really planted himself this time.

He turned back secretly again, the cat was in the corner and went to see the maid.

The small mirror is introducing himself to Mei Qiandeng: "Meizi, the slave is called a small mirror. Do n’t think that the slave is narcissistic until you want to look in the mirror every day (that is the prince). The prince said: With copper as a mirror, you can dress up; Antiquity is a mirror, you can know how to replace it; you can use people as a mirror; you can understand gains and losses. So slaves are called small mirrors. "

Mei Qiandeng lightly fanned her eyelids, her eyes were clear, and the water was unhappy.

...

She didn't answer, leading to a cold field.

The small mirror was slightly embarrassed, and covered her mouth with a smile and made a siege. "Mei Gong arrived when he first arrived, he didn't know much about the rules in the palace. It is really good to be careful."

Mei Qiandeng turned his head and locked his eyes on the corner of the corridor behind him.

Chu Yan thought that this was the limit of his life's speed. He used the fastest speed in his life to shrink back the head he had just explored and prepared to peek back. Before he was lucky enough, he didn't find it. The door that opened by the corner just opened. Chu Yan just felt that his eyes were dark, and a dun sounded in his head, and the whole person hit him.

"His Royal Highness! Your Royal Highness, are you okay! You should die for slavery, Your Highness!"

A little Gong'e came out of the door. When he saw this situation, he was panicked, lost his rag, knelt down on the ground, and pleaded guilty. Seeing that the prince did not respond, he rushed to hug the prince's long legs and shouted, "Come here. His Royal Highness knocked his head on— "

"Stop ... mouth ..."

Chu Yan squeezed two words out of his teeth.

He rubbed his head, trying to get rid of it, and his lowered gaze found a pair of black boots suddenly before him, and then a cold hand fell on his forehead, Chu Yi looked up, facing Mei Qiandeng's calm eyes , Mei Qiandeng quickly checked with his fingers and palm on the Prince's forehead, saying:

"Any trauma. Prince, what's this?" She raised an index finger.

Chu Yan's forehead leaped suddenly, dare to feel that she was afraid that his brain would suffer internal injuries and hurt the prince into a fool? !!

Someone snorted coldly and walked away with anger.

Since Mei Qiandeng lived in the palace, the Prince's unforeseen premonitions have come true.

The next day was not early, the little mirror called Chu Xuan early.

"His Royal Highness, it's time to get up and change clothes."

The prince does not have to go to the early dynasty, but has to take the morning class.

Chu Yan rolled the quilt around him and wrapped it into a sleeping bug. Whimpered, twisted twice, refused to get up. He dreamed about Mei Qiandeng and was about to kick her back into the ravine.

Little mirrors are used to it, and his prince is not only bedridden, but also upset.

"His Royal Highness, Mei Gongzi is waiting outside the palace. The first day of companionship will make people wait, not very good."

Just as the word "mei" got into Chu's ear, he opened his eyes slyly, and bounced off the bed. He was slightly agitated in his alertness, and wanted to open his mouth to call a small mirror to change his clothes. ".

"Prince?"

Chu Min touched his throat, and his voice was hoarse. "Sore throat."

"Don't summon the doctor?"

"Three-drug!"

"what is it now?"

"Give me, cough, cut it, Sydney."

"Isn't it infected by the cold?" The small mirror was still uneasy. The prince always said that the medicine was a three-point poison. But this throat hurt for several days. It would be better to eat Sydney alone.

However, Chu Yi insisted, the small mirror had to change his clothes first, and it wasn't too bright, Chu Yi dressed and washed his face and rinsed his mouth, and finally sat in front of the mirror and asked him to give him hair.

Seeing the portrait reflected in the bronze mirror, the ice muscles and jade bones, the graceful appearance, the sky and the ground, can not find a second such wonderful person. Chu Yu's green hands touched his cheek, and when he was smelling fart, he suddenly noticed that there was something in the center of the left cheek. He thought it was a bronze mirror stain, and raised his hand to wipe it, but the stain moved with his face. .

"Oh, little mirror, get one, a candlestick."

The small mirror was ordered to fetch it.

Chu Yan leaned closer to the mirror with a candle and looked closer.

I watched for a long time.

"His Royal Highness?"

The long waiting little mirror was vaguely uneasy.

"Dangdang--" Chu suddenly looked back, the candlestick fell from his hand, hit the table, and fell to the ground.

The little mirror exclaimed and rushed forward, fearing that Mars would fall out and burn the house, but fortunately the light went out in time.

"His Royal Highness ?!"

What's wrong? !!

Chu Yan was stiff, his eyes were empty, and there was something in his mouth.

"I have a face on my face, acne acne ..." The ending trembled terribly.