The White Moonlight of Transmigration is back

Chapter 98
Ah Fu never forgets to pay attention to his real master and whispers:
"No way? The prince lives in a deep palace, and there are many people serving around him. He is meticulous, and he is not so easy to catch the plague outside. Maybe he just sent someone to ask for medicine? He is the prince, and all the people in the world will be his sons in the future." civil."

Gu Tu was noncommittal and nodded slightly disappointedly.

"Is that so, I thought I could see the prince. Look at the family, being a carriage driver in the East Palace is more prestigious than ordinary people. The monthly salary must be very rich, right? The food is also good."

Agui's eyes moved slightly, glancing at the blaze of fire in Hongying's eyes, he probably guessed what the little master meant.

No matter whether she wanted to examine the real character of the new little girl, or had other deep meanings, he just cooperated.

"That's not."

Agui's voice has an accent from somewhere, which is not difficult to understand.

"As the old saying goes, the seventh-rank official in the prime minister's concierge, this is the one who drives the carriage for the prince. Who is the prince, the future emperor! Son of Heaven! Anyone who can drive a carriage for him must be a trusted confidant, someone of high grade, and the same as an official Receive a salary every month like you do!"

As he spoke, he took another big bite of the meatloaf, laughing and teasing Gu Tu.

"Do you know how the girls who serve the prince are treated? I'm wrong, they must be called palace maids, they are of the same class, and they are different from the girls of ordinary people."

"The emperor specially selected them to serve the prince. Anyone who falls into the prince's eyes will fly up to a branch and become a phoenix. When the prince ascends the throne and becomes the emperor, at least he can get a concubine."

"If you give birth to a little prince and a little princess, the mother is more expensive than the child, that would be amazing, tsk tsk. It's a pity that you don't have such a blessing."

Ah Fu was not willing to listen to his words, fearing that his master would not be happy, so he glanced at Gu Tu and was eager to refute.

"You're not right. It's great to be able to serve the prince, but you don't have to be a maid in the palace. It's been sung in operas. The mulberry picking girl was photographed by the prince who was out playing because of her beauty." In the middle, have you been brought back to the palace to get married?"

Gu Tu glanced approvingly at the assisting servant, and from the corner of his eye glanced at Hong Ying, who was moving next to him, and followed suit to add fire.

"I also watched that play. The prince is wise, and what he values ​​is the loyalty of the mulberry girl, not her lust. The mulberry girl saved the injured prince and took good care of him. The prince was grateful for her kindness, so he married her into the East Palace of."

"The prince has never seen such a beautiful woman? What he likes is the sincerity of the mulberry girl. At first, the mulberry girl didn't know his identity, and treated him like an ordinary son; later, she knew that he was the prince, and she didn't flatter her. They still call him Xianggong, just like ordinary loving couples in the folk."

"The prince lacks nothing but someone who treats him sincerely. The mulberry picking girl values ​​him as a person, not as a prince. This is the most rare thing."

"The same is true for the prince. What he likes is the sincerity of the mulberry girl, not her appearance. Beauty will always age, and it will look like that after a long time. Isn't it just one nose and two eyes?"

Gu Tu smiled lightly, innocent and serious.

"And I think that the mulberry picking girl in the play is pretty, but she is a good-looking girl. She may not be really beautiful in person, otherwise she would have been bullied by those local hooligans who bully men and women. Are you right, Hongying? "

"Ah, yes, of course the prince can't be wrong."

With an ugly face, Hong Yingmu blurted out as if frightened.

(End of this chapter)