[Transmigration Book] Refuse to be a mother

Chapter 21

Three days later, at noon, many young women dressed in brocade clothes and embroidered jackets gathered in front of the Xuanning Palace. .

Liu Muchen glanced at the door of the main hall, then turned to Xiao Yan and said, "Hey, some of them really look good, Wang..."

Liu Muchen looked at Xiao Yan. The latter was sitting on a chair boredly playing with a jade flute. That flute was exactly what Xi Yuan was used to playing when he went to the capital in the past.

"You really don't know how?" Xiao Yan suddenly raised his head.

Liu Muchen looked at the jade flute that had been shelved by him long ago, and reiterated: "The villain said, the villain accidentally bumped his head the night he first met the prince, and I can't remember how to play this flute."

Xiao Yan said relentlessly: "Remember quickly, I want to hear it."

Liu Muchen stared at Xiao Yan for a while, and asked in doubt: "The prince doesn't seem to care much about choosing a concubine?"

Xiao Yan put Yu Xiao on some cases, looked at Liu Muchen, and said with a smile: "Why, you seem to be very caring?"

Liu Muchen said without hesitation: "The beauty is in front, so it's strange if you don't care."

And your emperor Lao Tzu has already spoiled you enough, usually he directly refers to marriage, okay...

Liu Muchen complained secretly in his heart, Xiao Yan was unmoved, he rested his chin with one hand, and his meaningful eyes fell on Liu Muchen.

Liu Muchen felt a little hairy when he saw it, and couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Yan said with a smile: "The beauty is in front of me, I have to take care of it."

Liu Muchen was stunned for a moment, staring at Xiao Yan's eyes full of smiles, feeling helpless and annoyed in his heart, he couldn't help slandering Liu Ya's writing about Yan Li Niangshou in his heart again.

"With you, this king still wants to see what those people are doing outside?" Xiao Yan couldn't help but joked when he saw Liu Muchen's ever-changing expression.

Liu Muchen restrained his face slightly, and said sternly: "The emperor ordered the prince to choose a concubine, even if there is a prince secretly interfering in it, the prince will not avoid it."

Xiao Yan sighed: "You, why are you so incomprehensible."

He picked up a fan from the small table at hand and said with a smile, "That's all, let's go."

Liu Muchen obediently made way.

Xiao Yan stood up shaking the fan in his hand, glanced at Liu Muchen, and suddenly said: "You go with me."

Liu Muchen blinked and asked in confusion, "What am I going to do?"

Xiao Yan took it for granted: "You are my king's counselor, so naturally you have to plan for me."

Liu Muchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I don't know them, not to mention the prince picks his wife, so naturally he picks the one he likes."

Xiao Yan said disapprovingly: "It's also picking your mistress, you should also go and see if you like it."

No matter how he heard it, Liu Muchen felt that Xiao Yan's words were really awkward, but he thought in his heart that he might be afraid of the prince's secret tricks. After thinking for a while, he obediently followed Xiao Yan's wishes.

Anyway, she is a beauty, don't look at it for nothing...

Liu Muchen followed Xiao Yan out with a pleasing attitude, and just as he stepped over the threshold, there was a burst of laughter in the front yard.

Xiao Yan is unruly by nature, and the Xuanning Prince's Mansion has no more rules than outsiders. Those officials' ladies waited for a while, but they didn't see Xiao Yan coming out, so they started admiring the few chrysanthemums in the garden.

Xiao Yan fanned his fan and stood quietly on the side. He looked at the women for a while, and couldn't help laughing: "The crown prince has really worked so hard for this king."

Liu Muchen was stunned, and said in surprise, "Are these people from the prince's faction?"

Xiao Yan raised the corners of his lips, he leaned against Liu Muchen's body, and softly announced a series of names, Liu Muchen was stunned, he remembered most of those names, so it is true that more than half of these official girls were picked by the prince .

Liu Muchen was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Leaving aside the prince's faction, the rest of the people may not be born enough to be a concubine. If the prince chooses them, even if the emperor agrees, I'm afraid someone with a heart will obstruct them."

Xiao Yan raised the corners of his lips, as if he was very satisfied with Liu Muchen's reaction, he said with a smile: "Because of this, none of these talents can be kept."

He glanced at Liu Muchen, raised his eyebrows and said, "Master Counselor, is there a way?"

Liu Muchen thought for a moment, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, he said with a smile: "Miss Guan, you're so cute, let them face difficulties and..."

"Sister...sister calm down." Suddenly there was a sobbing sound in my ear.

Liu Muchen and Xiao Yan were taken aback for a moment, they turned their heads in unison, and saw a group of official ladies standing around the center of the garden, the leader was dressed in an elegant yellow skirt, with crescent eyebrows and apricot eyes, very pretty, but at this moment Burning anger burst out from her beautiful eyes, and she stretched out a finger to point at the woman kneeling on the ground in front of her. From a distance, she looked like a street shrew.

"Sister... sister, calm down, I... I really didn't mean it." The girl kneeling on the ground clenched the corners of her clothes, with a look of panic on her face.

"Bold!" Before the woman in the yellow shirt could speak, the maid beside her shouted, "Our young lady is the prime minister's daughter, how can you, a daughter of a fifth-rank official, be allowed to call you elder sister?!"

The prime minister's daughter...

Liu Muchen looked at the woman in the yellow shirt. In the book, the prime minister's faction belonged to the crown prince, and the old prime minister had two daughters and a son. Judging from her age, this woman in the yellow shirt should be the youngest daughter of the Pan family, Pan Yu.

"Pan...Miss Pan." The girl murmured, "I... really didn't mean to."

Pan Que looked coldly at the person kneeling in front of her. She lifted her sleeve which was ripped out of a wrinkle, and said angrily, "I ordered someone to rush to make this dress just to meet the lord. Now that you have no intention, You want me to let you go?!"

Pan Tuo frowned, she glanced at the maid beside her, who nodded knowingly, Liu Muchen watched from a distance, seeing that the maid was about to raise her hand, she couldn't help saying: "It's broken!"

It was too late to say it, but Liu Muchen ran out quickly. Although this scene is a bit vulgar, a hero always saves the beauty.

"what!"

Before Liu Muchen could reach him, there was a servant girl's screaming in front of her, and someone grabbed her raised hand from the side. It must have been pinched with enough force that the servant girl's complexion turned pale.

"Since she has already apologized, why is Ms. Pan so persistent?" A slightly angry voice came from the side of the maid, and Liu Muchen glanced at it. It was a woman in a blue and blue dress, who was different from ordinary people. Girl, that woman has green feathers and black eyebrows, her eyes are like glass beads, with a little cold light in them, her face is beautiful, but she has a distinctive heroic spirit.

"Han Ke." Xiao Yan appeared next to Liu Muchen at some unknown time.

Liu Muchen was stunned, isn't Han Ke Han Xun's younger sister?The daughter of the Minister of War, the only female general of the Tiande Dynasty in the future, is actually here? !

At the other end, the officials who were making a fuss finally discovered Xiao Yan's existence. Their expressions changed suddenly, and the sarcasm and disdain that were still floating on their faces disappeared in no time.

"See my lord—"

"See my lord—"

A group of people headed by Pan Que bowed and saluted one after another.

God, he has seen what it means for a woman to turn her face faster than a book.

Liu Muchen murmured secretly in his heart, but Xiao Yan had already seen the strangeness, he casually waved the fan in his hand, and said with a smile: "Everyone get up."

"Thank you, my lord—"

Everyone stood up one after another, the girl who was bullied by Pan Que seemed to be a little bit afraid, Liu Muchen looked at her trembling little body, he couldn't bear it, and couldn't help saying: "Get up."

As soon as the words were finished, everyone turned their heads to look at Liu Muchen, Liu Muchen's heart tightened, he bit his tongue secretly, expressing his helplessness for always forgetting the rules.

This can't be blamed on him, originally, he has no rules in front of Xiao Yan...

Liu Muchen made excuses for himself in his heart.

"I don't know this is..." Pan Que looked at Liu Muchen with hostility in his almond eyes.

Looking at it like this, it's clear who he is... It's all Xiao Yan's fault, causing him to be hated by beautiful people without doing anything.

Just when he was slandering, a stalwart figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Xiao Yan blocked Liu Muchen behind him. He looked at Pan Yu and said with a smile: "Miss Pan is very polite. A few days ago, the Prime Minister was ill and did not go to court. I don't know what to do now. Better?"

Seeing Xiao Yan coming up to talk to her, Pan Que immediately put Liu Muchen's affairs on the back burner. She took a step forward, bowed to Xiao Yan, and said with a coquettish smile, "Thank you, my lord, for your concern. My father is fine now."

Xiao Yan nodded and said: "It's so good, I will visit the door in a few days."

Pan Yu couldn't help being overjoyed, and he dragged Xiao Yan to say a lot, which made the officials' ladies around him envious and jealous.

Liu Muchen watched secretly, Liu Ya wrote that Pan Que was a savage young lady who didn't know much about the world in the book, and now it seems that she is really good.

Xiao Yan has a high position and authority, and he is handsome and handsome. Liu Muchen knows that Pan Qu has a crush on him. Looking at her appearance, he probably doesn't know anything about her father and the prince.

"My lord." At the right time, the butler came in from the outside, he made a gesture to Xiao Yan, and said respectfully: "Everything in the back garden is ready, just wait for the ladies to move over."

In fact, the selection of princesses in that era was not much different from modern beauty pageants, except that they were well-matched, and the focus was nothing more than appearance and talent. The housekeeper was busy all morning, that is, preparing some piano, chess, calligraphy, paintings, and elegant things in the back garden.

Xiao Yan fanned his fan, ignoring Yingying Yanyan who was surrounded by him, and said to Liu Muchen, "How is it?"

Liu Muchen thought to himself for a moment, then he tugged Xiao Yan's sleeve. The latter couldn't help laughing when he saw Liu Muchen's sly expression on his face. An inexplicable favor.

Liu Muchen pulled Xiao Yan and bit his ear for a while, everyone looked at each other, Pan Qu saw it, and couldn't help but snort coldly.

"Really?" Xiao Yan looked at Liu Muchen with rare surprise in his eyes.

Liu Muchen smiled lightly and said, "I'll take care of things."

Xiao Yan tapped Liu Muchen's head with his fan, and said with a deep smile: "You came up with such a ghostly idea, which time was this king not responsible for it for you?"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yan said to the housekeeper: "Put the things in the back garden first, and take all the ladies to the main hall to settle."

The housekeeper was stunned, he glanced at Liu Muchen, and after a moment, he bowed and said, "Yes."

Liu Muchen touched his nose cheerfully, turned around and ran, Xiao Yan looked at his back, couldn't help laughing out loud, he spread his fan, and immediately left behind the people in the garden to follow.

"The devil is in trouble." Pan Que looked at Liu Muchen who was going away, and couldn't help humming.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please." The butler bowed and stepped aside, Pan Que turned his head to glance at him, and their gazes met in the air...