coobybook Chapter 551: Fighting together
Chapter 551: Fighting together
The Sixth Prince's Mansion.
"This year has passed, and I always feel like something is missing."
Stealing a half-day of leisure, the Sixth Prince Qin Mingjun rested his head on the legs of the Sixth Prince's Consort Lu Qingran on the beauty couch in the bedroom. He held her soft hand, lowered his eyes, and played with it. Suddenly, his fingertips caressed the mutton-fat jade bracelet on her wrist again.
"That's too few." Just talking about the princes, there are several who are not in Beijing.
Lu Qingran's eyes fell gently on Qin Mingjun's face with a smile.
When their eyes met, the affection in their eyes flowed with the light, lingering.
"You're going to the Second Princess' banquet the day after tomorrow. Do you want me to take you there?"
"Your Highness, are you free?"
"I can still find some free time."
Lu Qingran bit his lip, thought for a moment, and shook his head. "Forget it, Your Highness should go to the government office early the day after tomorrow. It's a new year, a new atmosphere, and business is more important. I think this task for you and mother is not that easy to handle."
When Lu Liniang came to talk to the Sixth Prince about the bank matter, Lu Qingran was also there and overheard it.
Almost all of it is my mother's grand vision.
A big round and fragrant pancake.
To make pancakes, you must have a big pot.
The Sixth Prince is only eighteen years old this year. No matter how precocious he is, he does not have the prestige to gather people with just a wave of his hand. Even with the full support of Your Majesty, it may not be easy.
Setting up a new institution means reform, and no matter how the reform is carried out, it will definitely offend a group of people.
Whether it is making the cake or distributing the cake, there will always be someone who is dissatisfied and will always have to cut someone's flesh.
"If you want to eat the best piece of meat, you have to take a knife." Qin Mingjun understood his wife's unfinished words and the implicit meaning with just one look. The corners of his lips curved slightly and he said slowly.
"Your Highness, it's good that you know this. Your Highness is away, and I will take care of the family matters."
"My dear love, I understand me."
"Okay, Your Highness, get up quickly. My legs are numb from resting my head on them!" Lu Qingran pushed him gently and said angrily.
"Let me massage you, the princess?" Qin Mingjun immediately stood up and sat up, putting his arm around Lu Qingran's shoulders. The young couple was very intimate.
Lu Qingran smiled with curved eyebrows, raised her chin slightly, and gently rubbed him, "Thank you, Your Highness."
Qin Mingjun placed her legs on his own and kneaded them gently, without any dissatisfaction, only pride. "If someone saw this, what would we say?"
"What does the pleasure of the boudoir have to do with outsiders? If someone really criticizes me..." Lu Qingran raised his eyes to look at Qin Mingjun, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, have you come up with any crooked ideas?"
"It's harmless for a couple to sit, lie down, play and laugh in the inner room, but how can we allow someone else to sleep soundly beside the bed? This trick may come in handy sometimes."
Such a private place, such secret news - the whispers between husband and wife in the boudoir, you can't find out about it unless you are the emperor.
If you are not the emperor and have no authorization from the emperor, but your surveillance of others has reached the point where you are in an unmanned environment, do you want to be the emperor?
It doesn't matter that my father is still in good health now. People will always grow old. The emperors in history books once they are old, they will be blamed by villains for the slightest disturbance.
"I just like your meticulous and careful nature."
"You're even criticizing my husband. Watch out!" Qin Mingjun pressed the man down on the couch and played with him, making him blush and gasp for breath.
"Your Highness!"
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