shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 23 Practicing calligraphy, you must be good and don't eat

On the little guy's white and delicate smiling face, the pink cheeks suddenly puffed up slightly, and the smile disappeared.

"What are you doing here?" She asked Sizheng.

Sizheng bowed her head to pay her respects with the two maids behind her.

After raising her head, she smiled dutifully: "Your Highness, the servants have followed the emperor's instructions and picked two maids to serve Mo to relieve your boredom. Spring is red and willows are green."

Two court ladies stepped forward.

Chunhong said: "The maidservant and Liu Lu have been in charge of copying books in the Department of Palace Affairs, and have been able to read and read some books. Does Your Highness want to practice calligraphy while eating cakes made by Liu Lu?"

Bai Zhi'er blinked her black round eyes, and replied honestly: "I don't want to. Mother said, when you practice calligraphy, you have to be good, and you can't eat."

A trace of unnaturalness flashed across Chunhong's face.

Seeing this, Liu Lu hurriedly stepped forward with a smile to smooth things over: "My servant is tired from playing with the princess, why don't you eat some cakes to relieve fatigue, and then talk about calligraphy practice later."

Bai Zhi'er shook her little head.

"Wo wants to paint now, and I don't want to eat pastries." As she spoke, she walked into the hall with her little feet.

Sizheng took a look at Chunhong Liulu, and the latter two quickly caught up.

A flattering voice came: "Drawing is good, the servants can draw plums, which one does the princess want to draw?"

Looking at the figure of spring red willow green chasing Bai Zhi'er.

Qingmei pursed her lips and stared at Sizheng seriously: "What exactly does the aunt in charge want to do?"

Sizheng's solemn and dignified smile had disappeared.

She looked at Qingmei unceremoniously: "Naturally, it is to share the worries of Her Royal Highness. Is it possible that I really feel relieved to let you take care of the princess alone? Qingmei, the princess is young and doesn't know good or bad. Don't think that you have won the princess's favor. Everything will be fine!"

Qingmei was annoyed.

She was about to speak when Bai Zhi'er softly called from inside the hall: "Sister Qingmei, why don't you come in."

Qingmei responded: "Come."

She looked back at the silk kite, raised her head and straightened her back.

"Whether the princess knows good or bad, I really don't know, but I, Qingmei, can sit upright, unlike some people who play tricks! That kind of person is only dangerous around the princess!"

After finishing speaking, Qingmei directly pushed away Sizheng's shoulder: "Auntie, please, don't let the princess find me!"

Looking at the back of Qingmei leaving with high spirits.

Sizheng gritted her teeth with hatred.

This sunny eyebrow, show her color sooner or later!

Bai Zhi'er was lying on the table, drawing with a brush.

Chun Hong and Liu Lu stood aside, full of praise.

"Her Royal Highness draws cats, so cute and lifelike."

"The princess is still very young, so she has excellent drawing skills. Could it be inherited from your majesty?"

Bai Zhi'er ignored them for a long time, and only raised her soft and tender face when she heard this sentence.

She said childishly, "It was taught by Wo Niang."

Chunhong, Liulu and Lu were all taken aback for a moment, and then laughed dryly: "I see."

Liu Lu tentatively asked: "Presumably that empress must be a wonderful person who knows everything?"

Otherwise, how could the emperor miss it so far!

Bai Zhi'er finished drawing the big flower, and nodded her head: "Mother knows a lot, and there are many things that Daddy can't compare to her."

Sizheng stood not far away and heard it, so she stepped forward with a smile, and Chun Hong Liu Lu consciously stepped back a few steps to get out of the way.

"Your Highness, the servant has also learned some painting skills from the painters in the palace. This cat still has a little tail to draw. Why don't you ask the servant to help you?"

Bai Zhi'er puffed up her pink cheeks, a little reluctant.

"If you want to draw, pull a piece of paper and do it yourself. I don't like others to help me."

Listening to the words, Sizheng was suffocated.

This hard-to-please little fellow!

(End of this chapter)