Tyrant father's group pet little princess

Chapter 591

Xia Baoer took the handkerchief, smiled sweetly and said obediently: "Thank you brothers."

However, she didn't turn around and go to rest in the carriage, but walked to Gong Yufei's side and wiped his sweat with a handkerchief.

The two looked at each other and smiled. Although they didn't speak, it seemed that words were worth a thousand words.

The fourth prince Xia Yuantong pinched his chin, thinking to himself: "Hiss...why do I feel that the relationship between Jiumei and the national teacher is a bit strange?"

The prince glanced at him: "It's strange."

"Does Jiumei rely too much on the national teacher, and look at her smile, so bright like the sun, I have seen the prince's brother look at Miss Chang with this look."

Xia Yuantong pondered and concluded: "There must be something tricky!"

The prince's complexion changed, he pretended to be serious, and reprimanded: "There is a fart, you are the only one who thinks too much all day long, so hurry up and move things."

After all, the prince bent down first to get busy.

The fourth prince was still puzzled, he turned his head and asked the sixth prince: "Sixth brother, do you think what I said makes sense? Is Jiumei very different to the national teacher!"

As he said that, he looked at the eyes of the sixth prince Xia Yuanlin who were ancient and calm.

The fourth prince waved his hand: "Forget it, you're just a martial arts idiot, I guess you can't see anything, so it's useless to ask."

After finishing speaking, he also joined the prince's busy work.

The sixth remaining prince, Xia Yuanlin, blinked on the spot alone.

His face was pale, but he was thinking in his heart that both the crown prince and the fourth prince knew it too late.

The younger sister treats Gong Yufei differently, he has seen it three years ago.

However, Xia Yuanlin had never been a talkative person, so he didn't say anything at all, and just buried himself in his work.

After being so busy for two or three days, the enthusiasm of the people receded.

……

Xia Bao'er was leaving school today, but was stopped by a lady.

The other party's name was Yu Xiuxiu, and she was the daughter of a third-rank governor.

She is famous for her spoiled personality, but because she knows how to behave, there are many little girls in the college she coaxed are her supporters.

Yu Xiuxiu knew that Xia Bao'er was favored and also a princess with a noble status.

After she failed to win over Xia Baoer at first, she no longer took the initiative to approach Xia Baoer.

She pampered her, just don't offend the princess, the two of them have always been in harmony with each other.

So this time, she took the initiative to stop Xia Baoer, which surprised Xia Baoer.

"Princess," Yu Xiuxiu smiled lightly, her almond eyes were curved, her oval face was pink and tender: "The Flower Festival is coming soon, will you go to the Yulou Embroidery Competition?"

Yulou is a small two-story building built on the riverside. Every Flower Festival and Shangyuan Festival, women's activities will be held.

At that time, there are endless fragrances and crowds.

Xia Baoer seldom participated in such festivals, and usually just went with Gong Yufei or her brothers and sisters.

Hearing this, she waved her hand: "No, I have to review my book recently, and I don't have much time."

Yu Xiuxiu seemed a little disappointed: "You are so good at studying, your master often praises you, do you still want to study?"

She was not discouraged, and brought up the prize again: "I heard that the winner can get a peerless picture of the Dragon Palace. It was Wu Mengxian who once dreamed, went to the Dragon Palace, and picked up his brush when he woke up!"

When Xia Baoer heard about Dragon Palace, he hesitated for a moment.

If Yu Xiuxiu didn't know Gong Yufei's real identity, she would almost think that the other party was using this to seduce her.

In the end, Xia Baoer shook her head: "I don't want to go."

Yu Xiuxiu had no choice but to leave resentfully.

After she left, Gu Xueyu came forward with the book in her arms: "It's a good thing you don't go, Bao'er, I heard that she is planning something."

(End of this chapter)