Pick up a prince, eat it and wipe it up

Shen Zeyu was wearing a silver-red silk gown with floral patterns, red unicorns embroidered on his shoes, and a red jade koi on his waist.If this body looks from the outside, it's just a picture of celebration for the child.But in this princess mansion, it is extraordinarily conspicuous.

Because today is the catching week of the little prince of the princess mansion, no one will wrap himself up like a happy event with him without thinking. They didn't dress too eye-catchingly.

They wanted to pretend that they didn't realize that Marquis Jinyang was still following others, but they couldn't stand the fact that someone was constantly and constantly brushing up on their presence.

I couldn't help sighing silently in my heart for the kindness of the eldest princess, and they can bear it.

"Father, where is my younger brother now? My aunt told me to give my things to my younger brother when she got up early. It's just a little bit of her kindness."

Shen Zeyu looked up at Shen Zhifeng with full eyes, and didn't deliberately record what he said, so that people around them could hear it.

Everyone looked at Shen Zeyu with flickering eyes, and none of the people present was a fool.Perhaps when it comes to their own concubine, they may be confused, but when it comes to other people's concubine, they are smarter than anyone else.As soon as Shen Zeyu opened his mouth, come on, everyone could clearly see the calculation in his heart.It was also because Shen Zeyu was too young to hide the jealousy and contempt in his eyes.

Shen Zhifeng lowered his head and looked back at Shen Zeyu, his eyes deep as if he wanted to see Shen Zeyu's heart: "My brother is at your mother's place now, and your aunt's things... you can put them away first."

The corners of Shen Zeyu's eyes trembled, he retracted his head, and responded embarrassingly.

"Hey, let me say, Marquis Jinyang is so bold, who is he with you?"

As soon as Shen Zhifeng heard the speaker's voice, he frowned subconsciously, and looked back, it was indeed Anyang Hou Shizi.

Although the son of the Marquis of Anyang is of the same generation as him, the current Marquis of Anyang, the old Marquis is in very good health, has no illness at all, and is alive and well, so the son of the Marquis of Anyang has already done He has been a prince for many years, but he is still a prince at this time.

However, although one of the two is Lord Marquis and the other is just the eldest son, they can't stand the fact that they are treated differently.One was taken back by the Holy One, and the other was favored by the Holy One, so it's no wonder that they are the same.

Although the Marquis of Jinyang was not willing to talk to the prince of Marquis Anyang, but outside, it was inevitable that he would show some face.What's more, he has always felt that he is completely different from the person across from him. Is it possible that the dandy is the same as the person who does practical things? Although the two of them had a lot of contacts when they were young, they never played together. .

Although Shen Zhifeng was not happy to talk to him, he did not embarrass him on this occasion.With a cold face, he let go of Shen Zeyu's hand, and put it on Shen Zeyu's shoulder: "Yu'er, go to see Anyang Hou Shizi."

Shen Zeyu slightly raised his head and glanced at Anyang Hou Shizi who was standing not far away with a smile, a little shy, and asked Anyang Hou Shizi to greet Anyang Hou Shizi with a little forced calm.

Marquis Jinyang was satisfied with a child like this.Anyang Hou Shizi squinted his eyes, and slowly tapped his shoulder with the fan in his hand, his eyes swept back and forth between Jinyang Hou and Shen Zeyu.

"I said, this is the heir you asked your majesty to seal two days ago?"

"What's wrong?"

Shen Zhifeng glanced at the other people who were listening to them with their ears upright, and his voice sank.The matter of him asking Yu'er to be the crown prince is a matter of their Jinyang Houfu. When will it be their turn to take care of the Anyanghoufu?

'Puchi'

Anyang Hou Shizi didn't care at all that he was rejected by others. Looking at Jinyang Hou's face, he laughed alone. In Jinyang Hou's eyes, he looked like a psychopath.

Of course, he is indeed a psychopath.

"I said, today is your son-in-law's catcher, why did you bring him here? Well, to visit his brother? Huh?"

Anyang Hou Shizi rubbed his chin self-consciously: "That's right, anyway, I should let the young master take a look, his own father couldn't wait to invite him to be the son of the prince not long after he was born, um, this concubine brother? What is it like?"

Shen Zeyu instantly raised his red eyes, and stared at Anyang Hou Shizi as if he had been wronged. After staring for a while, he realized that no one was watching his performance, and immediately turned his head to look at Jinyang Hou.

Jinyang Hou's face was very gloomy, but looking at the other people present, and Anyang Hou himself who was not far away from Anyang Hou Shizi, Shen Zhifeng's lips trembled twice, and he just gave Anyang Hou Shizi a hard look.

"Wuyou is Zeyu's younger brother, come to see him, what's the matter, the son is thinking too much."

Did he think too much?

Anyang Hou Shizi smiled noncommittally, and glanced at the equally ugly faces of the servants of the princess' mansion who were hiding around the courtyard at any time, Anyang Hou Shizi nodded, um, if you say I think too much, then I will think too much.

"Master Hou, this is your family's son, today is the young master's catching Zhou, it won't look good if it gets too big."

Marquis Anyang waved his hand, took another sip while holding the wine cup, and shook his head: "Hey, this man is getting old, he can't do it after a few sips, and his head is a little dizzy. Hey, Xiao Xia, help me to rest Take a break."

The people around Anyang Hou stared at Anyang Hou with his eyes open and talking nonsense, but there is no small cup of wine the size of a thumb, and he can drink the one who knocked on the table with the Taizu back then stepped on the stool forum and poured it into his stomach The Marquis of Anyang who poured it?

Is your old man joking?

I'm not joking, but when the Marquis of Anyang said he was drunk, he was drunk, and he was drunk even if he wasn't drunk.

Xiao Xia got the letter, and hurriedly supported Anyanghou to go without any hesitation.

"Hey, Lord Hou..."

"You can stop, Lord Hou doesn't want to care about the prince, so why do you follow along. Besides, if the prince said so, it doesn't mean that His Royal Highness the eldest princess is unhappy."

"No, this Marquis of Jinyang is also the biological father of the little son and the husband of the eldest princess. It's always bad to be humiliated by people like this?"

"Oh, don't think about it too much. Didn't you see that the son-in-laws over there are all watching the show together? What are you going to do? Besides, if the princess really wants to control him, it may be too late now. Someone was sent over."

Anyang Hou Shizi stared at his father being helped down by the servant, and his smiling expression remained unchanged, "Since Jinyang Hou is so optimistic about the young master's disposition, I should take a good look at it. After all, the son of the present son is the little boy's cousin, so he must not fail to take up his own responsibilities."