Being a Lady of an Influential Family

  Chapter 123 Royal Gossip (two more)

   "Naga next year, are you going?" Long Yue who was sitting on the side suddenly asked. The others calmed down immediately and looked at Fu Fengcheng together. Naturally, they have all received news from their homes a long time ago, and there must be one of them among the people visiting Naga next year. But I didn't expect that Long Yue would actually ask Fu Fengcheng.

  Xiao Yiran frowned, feeling that Long Yue was a bit too much.

  It’s fine to compete with Fu Fengcheng in the past, but now he is still targeting Fu Fengcheng everywhere, and he even pokes people’s wounds.

   "Dragon..." Xiao Yiran was interrupted by Fu Fengcheng before he finished speaking, and Fu Fengcheng said flatly: "Go."

  Long Yue nodded, and no longer said anything, and sat back in a somewhat lazy posture leaning on the back of the chair. It seemed that he was really just asking Fu Fengcheng for this sentence, without any other meaning, since he got the answer, he naturally stopped saying anything.

  Xiao Yiran was a little surprised, "Fu Fengcheng, are you going to Naga?"

Zhang Jingzhi smiled and said, "I heard that Chief Lu and Prince Mu had visited Governor Fu before returning to Beijing two days ago. It should be just to talk about this? I remember that Brother Fengcheng graduated from Saides Royal Academy, Naga That second prince also graduated there."

  Xiao Yiran rolled his eyes, "I also graduated there, and I have been classmates with Carlos for a few more years."

  He is different from Fu Fengcheng, who went abroad since he was a child. He went to university directly, although the age of admission is much younger than ordinary people. After all, the royal elite education is still somewhat useful. But he entered school at the age of fifteen, and Fu Fengcheng had already graduated after finishing the first grade.

  The most depressing thing is that Fu Fengcheng returned to China for his master's degree at the age of 16, and he returned to China for his bachelor's degree at the age of 20.

  Sure enough, it is better to shop around, and people are more deadly than people.

   "Hey, the three princes and Carlos are real classmates. The two are about the same age, and should both be princes familiar?" Shen Sinian was a little curious.

  Xiao Yiran said in an unpleasant manner: "I'm not familiar with that guy, and in our class...it's not uncommon to have seven or eight princes if you take it seriously, okay?"

  That is to say, the Anxia royal family is not very keen on childbirth, but there are still many royal families in this world who are still keen on childbirth. Take Carlos's father, for example, in addition to Carlos, the second prince, there are seventeen or eight sons. It is said that the youngest of them has not yet been breastfeeding.

  "..." Everyone felt that Xiao Yiran shouldn't be expected to know anything useful.

  Zhang Jingzhi looked at Fu Fengcheng, "Brother Fengcheng, what kind of person is Carlos?"

  Fu Fengcheng squinted his eyes slightly, thinking for a moment before speaking, “If he can succeed to the throne, he may be the most outstanding king of Naga in the past five hundred years.”

  "So amazing?" The others couldn't help but startled, this evaluation is really too high.

  "What if?" Zhang Jingzhi had some special opinions, "Brother Fengcheng is not optimistic that he can succeed to the throne?"

Fu Fengcheng glanced at him, "The current Queen Naga is the cousin of Arsino II. She has given birth to three princes and two princesses for the king. As far as I know, Arsino dotes on this queen very much. Carlos's My mother was so angry that she died of miscarriage because he insisted on taking his cousin as his concubine."

   "Hey." Xiao Yiran couldn't help but sighed, "You and Carlos have never seen it a few times, you know so much?"

  As for the grievances and grievances of the two queens before and after King Azino, Xiao Yiran, who was in the imperial family, has long since been surprised. Where is there any emotion?

  Long Yue frowned, "In that case, why did Arsino make Carlos the crown prince?"

Zhang Jingzhi laughed and said, "I know a little bit about this. Carlos's mother clan is also a very powerful family in Naga. Over the years, they have been seeking to make Asinoli Carlos the crown prince. But it should have been kept by Asino. There is no news. This time Carlos’s contribution... it is not an exaggeration to say that it saved the danger of subjugation. Such a great contribution, besides the crown prince, can I commend it? Even if Arsino is more favored The new queen must also take into account the thoughts of his subjects. Moreover, the eldest son of the new queen is only fifteen years old this year, and it will take several years to compete with Carlos."

  Shen Sinian looked at a few people, "So, do you want Carlos to inherit the throne?"

  Zhang Jingzhi smiled and did not answer this question. Naturally, the others did not answer his will. The neglected Shen Sinian had to silently look at the sky and roll his eyes.

  Xiao Yiran patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "Cheer up, I have been used to it in Beijing these years."

  "..." Just get used to it yourself, thank you.

  In the stable on the other side, the Leng Sa three were watching the horses in the stable carefully selecting.

  Yongcheng is the capital of the six southern provinces. There are countless powerful and wealthy people gathered here. The horses in the horse farm are naturally selected by thousands of horses.

   But even so, Song Lang still thinks it is very ordinary, far inferior to the horses raised in their family.

  "This one looks pretty good and has a gentle temperament. Why don't you try?" Song Lang pointed to a gentle white horse.

   Leng Sa reached out and touched the horse. It turned out to be a good, docile horse.

  Xiao Nanjia stood aside and watched, and suddenly said, "I also think this horse is good. How about letting it be, Madam Young?"

  Song Lang glanced at Xiao Nanjia, "Don’t you already have a princess?"

Xiao Nanjia didn't care, "I was a little uncomfortable riding the horse just now, and I was about to change it. I like this horse. Does Song Shao think this horse matches my clothes well? "

  Song Lang glanced at Xiao Nanjia, who was wearing a white coat, disapprovingly. Good horse is the most important thing, and it doesn’t matter whether the clothes are good or not. What's more... white clothes with white horses, who knows whether to look at you or the horse?

   Lengsa smiled, "If the princess likes it, let it to the princess. I'll pick another one."

Seeing Leng Sa’s unremarkable appearance, Xiao Nanjia felt even more suffocated. Just about to speak, Leng Sa had already walked past her and walked directly to a black horse, "Song Shao, What do you think of this horse?"

  Song Lang’s eyes lit up. The horse is full and graceful, with strong muscles and slender limbs. It looks like a good horse. But... "This horse, temper seems to be a little bit fierce. Why don't you think about other things, Madam Young?"

Leng Sa stretched out his hand and touched the horse. The horse was really not as obedient as the white horse just now. Although it was not violent to kick people, it also walked around the place violently. Obviously, he wanted to avoid Leng Sa’s hand. .

   Lengsa smiled, "No, that's it. I think it looks good to me when I see it."

   Seeing that she insisted that Song Lang didn’t have much to say, she nodded and said: "The young lady be careful. If the young lady has time to go to the northwest, I will give her a good horse."

   Leng Sha said with a smile, "Song Shao has said so, then I have to go to the northwest anyway, otherwise, thanks?"

  Song Lang couldn't help but laughed out loud, thinking that the young lady of the Fu family was very interesting. Not quite like a girl who can be raised by the water and soil in the south of the Yangtze River, but more like their northwest girl.

   "Madame would like it very much if she went to the northwest."

  The three of Song Lang went to choose the horse, but only Song Lang returned.

   Seeing Song Lang coming back slowly, Shen Sinian couldn’t help asking, “Where are Princess Chaoyang and Madam Fu Shao?”

Song Lang shrugged, "Ms. Fu Shao said that she wants to cultivate and cultivate feelings with the horse. Princess Chaoyang chose a new horse. Maybe...you also want to cultivate and cultivate feelings?" Xiao Yiran took a look.

  Xiao Yiran immediately yelled in his heart: It's worse!

  Xiao Yiran simply regretted that he had promised to bring Xiao Nanjia to Yongcheng. His half-sister didn't know what was going on. She was so clever that she was dizzy when she encountered things related to Fu Fengcheng.

  You have the ability to marry someone alive? Now that everyone is married, you are still haunting you reluctantly, and you have lost your royal face.

  The most important thing is...Xiao Yiran glanced at Zhang Jing who was sitting aside without a trace.

  The Zhang family and the royal family intend to marry, but Zhang Jingzhi obviously has no interest in Xiao Nanjia.

  That’s it. Xiao Nanjia is still acting as a demon. Is it possible that she thinks that the son of the cabinet prime minister is not married to her?

   "Why don't we go and have a look? We should go out for a run after taking a rest for so long." Shen Sinian said.

  The others had no opinion, and stood up one after another.

   was about to head in the direction Song Lang pointed, and saw two people and two horses running towards this side on the racetrack not far away.

  Sure enough, Xiao Nanjia changed to a white horse, but Lengsa was riding a black horse.

  Shen Sinian said, "I remember that horse, as if it had a bad temper." He originally wanted to choose that horse, but the horse had a bad temper. The point is, that horse's name... is actually called Black Rose? ! He is a big man riding a black rose, is it fair?

   "Didn't you say that they went to cultivate feelings with horses? Why are they so fast?" Xiao Yiran squinted Song Lang.

  Song Lang also thinks it's fast, but he won't show it. Shrugged and calmly said, "It's so fast. It seems that Mrs. Fu Shao is predestined with this horse."

  "..." Everyone was speechless.

  Zhang Jingzhi glanced at Fu Fengcheng with some worry, "Brother Fengcheng, will you be okay?"

   Fu Fengcheng said lightly: "Nothing will happen." At least, it won't be anything cold.

  In the racecourse, the two people who were still riding horses unhurriedly didn't know what they said. Xiao Nanjia suddenly started to speed up, and the white horse instantly surpassed the black horse and ran forward.

  Leng Sa didn't worry, he reached out and touched the horse and bowed his head and said a few words.

  I don’t know if it was her words that irritated the horse, or whether the pride of a BMW could not tolerate other horses running in front of him, and the dark horse suddenly started to accelerate and chased after Xiao Nanjia in front.

  In an instant, Leng Sa had surpassed Xiao Nanjia and rushed forward.

  Xiao Nanjia snorted, and once again the horse speeded up and rushed forward, and the two horses were chasing me in the racecourse and rushed forward.

  (End of this chapter)