Time-traveling hunk as wife

Lu Ming gasped, the Nine Kings, Huangfu Hongsheng, who held the world's seven-tier army, was born of the former emperor and empress.

And the current emperor was born of the late emperor's most beloved concubine, ranking third.

Now that the current emperor is on the decline, the Ninth Prince is indeed half the regent.

There are even many veterans in the court who support the Ninth Prince, thinking that he is the descendant of the late emperor, and he is orthodox.

So in normal times, the front of the table is on, although brothers and friends are respectful.

But secretly, he was fighting like a black-eyed chicken.

This time Lu Ming came here not only for the rice flower fish, but also brought a recipe for boiled fish.

Seeing that autumn is coming and the temperature is getting cooler, this spicy and delicious boiled fish is just right for warming the stomach.

But Lu Ming is strict, Dong Kangrong and Qin Guanghe got a recipe a few days ago.

Steward Wang held the recipe with a smile on his face, and secretly calculated that with this boiled fish, Yayanlou could make a lot of money again.

After bidding farewell to Manager Wang, Lu Ming was carrying a huge sum of 80 taels, and his feet were a little fluttering.

Leave a few taels of silver, and the rest will be exchanged for bank notes at the bank.

Eating alone was boring. Lu Ming bought some cakes that Lin Han loved, and was going to rush back to enjoy them with his wife.

Lu Ming just finished paying, and walked back with a warm pastry in his hand.

Suddenly there was the sound of horseshoes roaring throughout the street, a graceful and luxurious carriage, four hard-earned BMWs, majestic and majestic in twos, slowly driving at the end of the street.

I saw two teams of officers and soldiers in armor, holding spears, sitting on the horses, and shouted sharply: "The Ninth Prince is here, and the idlers quickly avoid it, and you will not kneel down to meet him."

For a moment, the entire street was in chaos, and many vendors on the street were overturned by officers and soldiers.

People fled in all directions, shoulder to shoulder, Lu Ming was accidentally bumped into by a big man.

The paper bag containing the pastry in his hand flew forward.

"Ai! My pastries!"

Startled, Lu Ming subconsciously threw himself forward, trying to catch the pastry.

Before Lu Ming could catch the pastry, he was instantly pushed to the ground by a big man, with a cold short sword placed on the vital part of his neck.

"Who? Dare to offend the Ninth Prince and don't want to live anymore?"

The cold sharp blade made the goosebumps on Lu Ming's neck stand upright.

As a petty citizen in his two lifetimes, it was the first time he was so close to death, so close that he could see his pale face reflected on the sharp blade.

"I... I'm aware of the offense and just... just want to pick something up."

Lu Ming pointed to the pastry that had fallen aside, his voice stuttering.

The burly man who served as a soldier grinned ferociously when he heard the words, and stepped on the pastry. In an instant, the pastry was trampled into a cake, and the ashes were all ashes.

He patted Lu Ming's face with the back of the knife, and said coldly: "Rush against the Ninth Prince, take him down!"

Lu Ming's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he shouted in disbelief: "How could this be, I didn't! I..."

He suddenly discovered that in the face of power, all explanations are so powerless.

At this moment, a lazy male voice suddenly came to mind in the carriage.

"Don't disturb the people, step down!"

As soon as the words fell, the curtain on the carriage was gently lifted, and one saw that the man was dressed in ice blue fine silk, with snow-white trim, embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns.

With a purple gold crown on her head, she is handsome and extraordinary, and her whole body is oppressive.

This person is none other than Ninth Prince Huangfu Hongsheng, he waved his hand slightly and smiled warmly.

"Don't disturb the public, go back to receive the punishment, and move on."

The officers and soldiers who were fierce just now turned pale in an instant, and they should have knelt on one knee.

In an instant, the people around all knelt on the ground and shouted: "The Ninth Prince is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"

"The Ninth Prince is really a virtuous king, he loves the people like a son!"

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Lu Ming stared blankly at the receding carriage. He didn't see any pity in the eyes of the virtuous king just now.

Good skill, buy people's hearts.