Princess stop acting!Your Majesty, he has the ability to read minds

Chapter 42 The Young Daoist of Junruo Mountain
Seeing Qinghehou's foolish expression, Song Chongxuan sighed lightly.

Forget it, if Qingqing hadn't discussed this matter, Qingqing would probably blame him, and he didn't want to be hated by Qingqing.

"I see that Qing is tired, let's do this for today. Oh, by the way, Qing just forget what I said just now."

Qing Hehou: "...hehe."

"My minister retire."

Looking at Qinghehou's back, what Song Chongxuan thought in his heart was that it would be great if his baby never married.

"Damn it, why don't you kill Fu Daochang, and pretend that I have never heard that sentence before."

When Song Chongxuan's servant heard his words, he was so frightened that a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

"His Majesty……"

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Song Chongxuan raised his eyes indifferently, and saw an unusually tangled face.

"...Speak quickly if you have something to say."

The servant was tearful, "Your Majesty, don't let Daoist Fu hear what you just said..."

Song Chongxuan snorted, he was not that stupid, of course he knew, he just said it casually because he was upset.

"Your Majesty...you can't say this casually..."

Song Chongxuan smiled lightly, feeling even more upset, "I am happy."

The attendant is suffering and can't tell.

After Qinghe Hou returned to his residence, he sat in the yard drinking tea with a complicated mood.

"Hey……"

"Why did father sigh? Did His Majesty punish you?"

Qing Hehou's eyelids trembled, and he said in a calm voice, "Little brat, in your heart, is your father so untrustworthy?"

Xiao Zeyuan smiled and didn't speak, and sat in front of him.

"So, what did father and His Majesty talk about?"

Looking at his son's serious face, Qing Hehou suddenly wanted to tease him, but Xiao Zeyuan soon saw through.

"If my father looks at me like this again, he won't even think about drinking this month."

Hou Qinghe has several major hobbies in his life, one is loving his wife, and the other is drinking.But his body was injured a few years ago, and the imperial doctor specifically asked him to drink less alcohol.

But Qinghehou often couldn't control himself, and Qinghehou's wife died of illness early, so the job of supervision fell to Xiao Zeyuan.

Xiao Zeyuan is a man of one word and one word, and he has strict requirements for everything he has said and done, so Qinghehou has often fallen on him.

Qing Hehou muttered, "I really don't know how you can grow up like this, so old-fashioned, meaningless at all, if I were a princess, I wouldn't even like you."

Hearing the word "princess", Xiao Zeyuan suddenly seemed to be a different person. He took a sip of tea with a light smile, and tapped his fingers on the table a few times.

"If father can tell me what His Majesty said to you, I will allow you to have a few drinks."

Hearing that there was a play, Qing Hehou said everything Song Chongxuan said word for word, and naturally forgot what Song Chongxuan said that made him forget.

After Xiao Zeyuan finished listening, a smile gradually appeared in his eyes. It seemed that the emperor had this intention, but the princess was still so young, why she was so anxious, maybe it was Jun Ruoshan who said something.

After Qing Hehou finished speaking, he walked into the house with the wine in his hands. Xiao Zeyuan walked up to him while thinking, and snatched the wine jug.

"Didn't you agree to let me drink?!"

Xiao Zeyuan was still thinking about something, murmured back, "The drink is over" and left with the wine jug.

Palace——

Everyone in the palace who knew about this incident felt sorry for Song Zhiyi, but the protagonist seemed to be fine, but it was her appearance that made people in the palaces feel even more uncomfortable.

Song Zhiyi was lying on the table bored, and everyone was watching her expression, as if they were afraid that she would be upset.

[It's so boring... By the way, what does the rumored Taoist priest look like? 】

Song Zhiyi learned from the queen that the priest was discussing matters with Song Chongxuan in the palace today, so he rushed there without stopping.

Walking to a palace road, she saw a young man in white walking towards her in front of her, and she glanced curiously.

[Hmm... where did this little boy come from?It looks pretty good. 】

Sensing Song Zhiyi's unclear eyes, Fu Lanting stopped in front of her, cupped his hands and said, "Pindao has met Her Royal Highness."

poor way?

It was only then that Song Zhiyi realized that this little boy was the Taoist priest of Jun Ruoshan, he did not expect to be so young.

"Hello Daoist, Daoist is really... young and promising!"

Fu Lanting was taken aback for a moment, and then he laughed a few times, quite hearty, but Song Zhiyi was a little puzzled by his laughing.

[Isn't it just a compliment to him, as for laughing like this? 】

Fu Lanting wiped away the tears from laughing, and saluted again after regaining consciousness, "Your Highness is very interesting, and your Highness's temper is very suitable for poor people."

For some reason, Song Zhiyi felt that it was so strange that such words came out of this person's mouth.

However, before she went to find the Taoist priest, he bumped into him by himself, which is a bit interesting.

"I heard that you and the emperor are discussing matters, is the discussion over?"

"If you go back to His Highness, the discussion is over."

"Okay then, let's ask the Taoist priest to go over there and talk about it. I have something to discuss with the Taoist priest."

Fu Lanting was still smiling, but didn't say much, and obediently followed behind Song Zhiyi.

After arriving at the gazebo, Song Zhiyi asked Qianxiao to go to the imperial dining room to get some snacks. Qianxiao insisted on staying with her, but under the hint of Song Zhiyi's eyes, she obediently went to the imperial dining room.

Fu Lanting saw that the little princess made it clear that she had something to say to him, and his interest in her increased even more.

"I don't know what His Highness wants to say to Pindao?"

Song Zhiyi didn't rush to speak, and looked at him for a few minutes. Do Taoists have to look at their faces now?

Of course Fu Lanting didn't know what Song Zhiyi was thinking, seeing her sizing him up, he continued to look at her with a smile.

Song Zhiyi was a little hairy under his stare, and always felt that the person in front of him was like a fox, making it impossible to see what was going on in his heart.

"I heard that the Taoist priest has a message, and this news is related to this palace."

Fu Lanting knew in his heart that it was because of that.

"Since His Highness has asked this question, he must already know it, so why bother to ask the poor Taoist again?"

Song Zhiyi snorted, of course she had more to say than that.

"I heard that if you come down from Junruo Mountain, it will come true in the end, right?"

Fu Lanting nodded, and Song Zhiyi continued, "Then if I say that the prophecy against me will not come true, what should you do?"

Fu Lanting didn't expect that a girl like her could say such a thing, and he was even more interested in her, thinking that this trip down the mountain was not in vain.

"Why does Your Highness say that? Everyone in the world believes in Jun Ruoshan, and His Highness is the first person to question us."

Song Zhiyi may know Jun Ruoshan's reputation, but so what, she has a golden finger, she has Xiaozuo, does Jun Ruoshan have it?no.

(End of this chapter)