C17 Exhaustion 2

Just as he finished speaking, the curtain of the carriage was opened by a powerful inner force. What entered his eyes was a scene of a beauty sleeping lightly!

Murong Yun raised his almond-shaped eyes and looked at Luo Jianjian. A hint of confusion flashed across his eyes.

Today, Luo Jianjian was wearing a light green plain white dress with a small waist.

The hairstyle was simple, with only a single peach hairpin, and the long pearl lily added to her delicate beauty, giving her a fresh and elegant natural beauty.

Murong Yun unhurriedly straightened his clothes. It's not like he didn't know that the girl in front of him was pretending to be eager.

Because of this, he had to spend more time and effort on it.

Not just because she might be able to ease his old ailment, but because he had decided from the very beginning that it would be her, only her.

"Mistress, should we move now?" Feng Qing endured the pain.

He really did not know what his mistress was thinking. Fourth Miss was beautiful, but she did not need so many betrothal gifts, did she?

The royal storage room was almost emptied!

"Yes." Murong Yun's expression was cold until he arrived in front of Luo Jianjian and casually played with the hooligan. He caught Luo Jianjian's palm without checking.

Luo Jianjian glanced at him with a puzzled expression. "What do you mean by that?"

Murong Yun's eyes were full of smiles. He would only show gentleness when he looked at Luo Jianjian. "Of course, it's the betrothal gift."

"A betrothal gift?"

The next second, Luo Jianjian was completely dumbfounded!

He saw Feng Qing carry the things in the carriage one by one. Luo Jianjian's vision turned green with each load.

Lil 'White also saw the scene and said in shock, "Master, Eighth Prince is so rich. If you just take these things out, you can trade them for a city! Yet, he's moving boxes after boxes? "

"What the f * ck!" How could Luo Jianjian bear it? She struggled to let go when she heard Murong Yun say with a chuckle, "Don't worry, there's more to come."

How was she nervous?

She was envious! You want to hide them all, okay?

Seeing that the Luo's Pavilion warehouse was almost full and Xiao Yue was about to cry, Eighth Prince … Why did he send so many betrothal gifts over?

If the prime minister and the madams knew about it, would she be able to deal with it?

Luo Jianjian, who was already so agitated, had her brain emptied, "Murong Yun, let go of me, I want to see the betrothal gift, okay?"

Looking at her eager look, Murong Yun's heart softened. This is good as well. If she loves money, then just give it to her.

"I'll accompany you." Murong Yun did not let go the whole time. Luo Jianjian did not bother about him anymore, "Good, good, good!"

She had never been able to hold so many treasures in her life!

Although there were more treasures in those spaces, they all needed to be bought with points. They could only look on with envy. This was different, this was her betrothal gift! Prime Minister Luo said it himself, it was all hers!

In the study.

Prime Minister Luo was reading a book and wondering when Eighth Prince would come over.

He did not know that Eighth Prince had already abandoned him and went to find his future wife.

"Prime Minister, it's bad!" Outside the door, a middle-aged man who looked like a butler hurriedly pushed open the door. He was so anxious that he forgot to wait outside the door.

Being disturbed while reading and the servant coming in uninvited, Prime Minister Luo glared at the servant unhappily, "Butler, why are you so unruly? This Prime Minister allowed you to enter? "

The steward knelt to the ground with a plop of fear. He anxiously wiped away the sweat on his forehead, "Prime minister, the situation is urgent. Prime minister, please quickly go and take a look at the Luo's Pavilion!"

Pow!

Prime Minister Luo slammed the book on the table, "What happened to Luo's Pavilion?"

That was her favorite yard!

The steward paused for a moment before taking a deep breath, "To reply Prime Minister, Eighth Prince …" Eighth Prince has sent his betrothal gifts, and all of the betrothal gifts have been placed in Luo's Pavilion! "

So it was this matter. Prime Minister Luo feigned generosity as he waved his hand, "This Prime Minister knows about the betrothal gift. Alright, there's no need to say anymore. Since Wu Tie has come, Butler, please pay your respects with this Prime Minister."

The steward kept many words in his heart as he quietly replied, "Yes, Prime Minister …"

Would he really not regret it when Prime Minister passed by?

There were so many betrothal gifts. Even when the Emperor married the Empress, he had never had one!

They rushed towards the Luo's Pavilion, and from afar, they could see a long line of carriages, all the way from the Luo's Pavilion to the entrance.

Prime Minister Luo's eyes were wide open. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and asked in a stern voice: "What's going on?"

The housekeeper bowed and said, "Reporting to Prime Minister, this old servant has just counted the carriages. There are twenty-five of them. It was all Eighth Prince's and Fourth Miss's bridal gift! "

At this moment, the steward was extremely glad that he hadn't personally bullied Fourth Miss. As expected, Fourth Miss was able to turn the tables!

"Rumble ~ ~ ~ ~"

Prime Minister Luo had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat. The sweet taste in his mouth evaporated. He just happened to see Eighth Prince's men moving things. With just a glance, Prime Minister Luo's intestines were about to turn green from regret!

So many treasures... How could he just say that he would let Luo Jianjian be the mastermind?

If so many treasures were to enter the treasury, his position would only be more stable in the future!

"Quick, quickly go over …" Prime Minister Luo's face was livid as he clenched his hands tightly.

He had thought that even though Eighth Prince had an honorable identity, he couldn't be humane. Marrying Luo Jianjian was just him taking care of his work, so he didn't expect Eighth Prince to put so much thought into it.

Even the Emperor had never had such a large quantity of these things, right?

On the other side, First Madam was no longer calm.

"Is that true?!" First Madam's chest heaved up and down. Her shrill voice almost broke one's eardrums.

"It's the real lady. Prime Minister has already rushed over." Red Jade lowered her head.

Anger appeared on Luo Yuyan's face, she threw the vase on the cabinet onto the ground, "Mother, didn't you say that Eighth Prince was just playing with Luo Jianjian? How can he give so many betrothal gifts to that little slut? "

"Yuyan, calm down!" First Madam's mind was spinning fast, as if things were getting out of her control.

This girl, Luo Jianjian, was getting harder and harder to control!

Luo Yuyan rushed out while pointing at the door, cursing loudly, "How am I supposed to calm down? The outstanding Eighth Prince, such a perfect man, he belongs to me! The betrothal gift is also mine! "

"Yuyan, did you forget that Eighth Prince will not have a son? This also means that it's impossible for him to inherit the throne. As an outstanding lady, how could we only lower ourselves to be Eighth Princess? "

As First Madam spoke, Luo Yuyan gradually calmed down. However, jealousy still made her want to go crazy!

She sat on the chair, feeling wronged. "Mother … I know what you said, but that little bitch Luo Jianjian is about to step on my head.

First Madam looked outside the window with her deep gaze as she smiled enigmatically, "How could Mother allow that? Stupid Yuyan, come, let's go take a look as well. "