Chen Xing'er grabbed Qianya'er's arm and said, "Calm down! Sigh!"

When Bao Zheng saw the visitor, he stood up and saluted, "Prince."

"Bao Xiang, it's considered back." The man smiled very well.

Bai Yutang looked at Zhan Zhao, and Zhan Zhao's hand placed under the table gestured to him with the word "eight".

Bai Yutang knew in his heart that this person was the legendary handsome and beautiful king Zhao Defang.

As soon as the Eighth Prince arrived, many people came over to say hello.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked at the Eighth Prince’s reply and talk. The two looked at each other silently - Did this prince come out of the ancient painting? Every move has the legendary elegance, so classical... It’s really not easy to keep it so beautiful!

The two were in a daze, and the Eighth Prince smiled at Zhan Zhao, "Guard Zhan, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Zhan Zhao came to his senses and stood up to repay the honor to the Eighth Prince. He also wondered, in fact, he had seen him a few times before, and every time he saw him, he felt that he was a little more handsome than before...

Bao Zheng introduced everyone to the Eighth Prince one by one.

The Eighth Prince seemed humble and gentle... or to be more gentle, even his voice had a quiet feeling, and he put a wide-sleeved robe into the style of the Wei and Jin dynasties and the manner of a famous official in Gu Kaizhi's paintings.

The little Sizi held a pomegranate with her expression almost as surprised as the Crescent Yaer.

The Eighth Prince had seen him a long time ago and praised him for being cute.

Gongsun picked up Xiao Sizi and said to Xiao Sizi, "Call me."

The little fourth son came to his senses, "What's the name?"

The Eighth Prince reached out to hug him.

Yueyaer covered her heart, and Chen Xing'er kept fanning her and letting her hold on to her and not dizzy!

When the Eighth Prince held Xiao Sizi, his wrist was exposed. Bai Yutang looked at Zhan Zhao - very thin.

Zhan Zhao felt helpless - after all, he was a civil servant?

The fourth son touched the eighth prince's arm and felt guilty about whether he was too fat. This handsome uncle was a little thinner than his father.

The little fourth son also had his hands, and subconsciously touched the eighth prince's beard.

Gongsun poked his butt behind, "You are not allowed to be rude, call him the Eighth Prince."

The little fourth son turned around and asked the Eighth Prince curiously, "Are you ranked eighth? Is he the brother of Jiujiu?"

"Ninety-nine? Are you talking about Zhao Pu?" The Eighth Prince made him amused, "Yes, I am his brother."

"I'm ranked fourth." When Xiao Sizi heard about this, Zhao Pu's brother's favor became more and more favorable. "My nickname is Xiao Sizi, is your nickname Xiao Bazi?"

Gongsun supports his forehead.

The Eighth Prince was naturally not angry. He was about to say something to Xiao Sizi, but Zhao Pu in the inner courtyard leaned out, as if he was waiting for him, and rushed out in three or two steps, "Brother!"

The Eight Kings saw Zhao Pu at first sight and were surprised.

Zhao Pu rushed to the nearest place and frowned, "Why don't you grow a fat and beard?" While saying that, he took the little Sizi with one hand and touched the prince's arm with the other, "I'm thin!"

The Eighth Prince doesn't care about this. He hasn't seen Zhao Pu for a long time. "I just sent people everywhere to look for you, but you ran over as soon as I left and asked me to take a look."

Gongsun took over the fourth son, the eighth prince pulled Zhao Pu to look carefully, reached out and patted his shoulder, "It became more powerful."

While speaking, an old eunuch with white hair walked to the gate of the courtyard and said, "Please go to the table with all the adults."

The civil and military officials who were waiting in the courtyard stood up one after another and entered the inner courtyard in groups of three or three.

Bao Zheng also stood up with everyone.

Bai Yutang intentionally walked behind, Zhan Zhao and he asked in a low voice, "How is it? How does it feel?"

Bai Yutang glanced around, "The guards are stricter than imagined, and there are more masters than imagined." As he said that, he looked back at Yueyaer and Chen Xing'er.

Chen Xing'er is fine, and Yue Ya'er is a little dazed... Bai Yutang is helpless. This girl has always been smart. The first time I saw a fool committing such a fucking fanatic.

Zhan Zhao was funny and asked Bai Yutang, "It doesn't matter?"

"I guess I'll fall in love with you." Bai Yutang raised his eyebrows, "My master was squeezed down by the Eighth Prince."

"without."

Unexpectedly, Yueyaer suddenly came back to her senses and shook her head firmly, "The Heavenly Lord is still the first!"

Zhan Zhaohe Bai Yutang looked at her in confusion, "Can you still keep the first place?"

"That's right, is the fault of Tianzun, is it not a beard? It's wonderful if it's left!" Yueyaer touched her chin and looked at the Eighth Prince who was walking forward by Zhao Pu on his shoulder. She sighed, "This... everything is good, it's just a little too weak!"

As we were discussing, a large number of people came from another Jiuqu Bridge and walked to Zhan Zhao and the others.

These people were not wearing Han costumes, but they should be envoys from vassal states.

Zhan Zhao glanced roughly, Bai Yutang didn't have any interest, so he didn't look at it, but he felt that Yueyaer and Chen Xing'er behind him reached out to grab his sleeves at the same time.

Bai Yutang looked back at the two of them, and the two girls kept winking at him, "Look at him, that's Xing'er!"
Chapter completed!