My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 145

Rong Zhan was dressed in a black brocade robe, with a pattern of silver silk auspicious clouds dotted on the bottom of the robe, with a jade belt around his waist, and walked slowly.

Fengyi is unparalleled, noble and charming.

The silhouette and facial features are exquisitely carved, and the tall and straight figure is tall and straight.

Like a man walking out of a rare scroll, every stroke and every painting is extremely delicate.

There was a hint of evil in his eyebrows and eyes, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and there was a cool aura all over his body.

Shen Qianxia wondered, what is he doing here?
Rong Ye took the lead in bowing his hands to Rong Zhan: "See Seven Emperor Uncle, why are you here?"

The others followed suit, stunned by the aura he carried.

Princess Qingyun had a gossipy expression on her face, and said softly: "Could it be that the Seventh Emperor Uncle has really taken a fancy to someone?"

Wang Xiluo's gaze shifted, and his fingers were tightly grasping the pen. The ink dripped on the rice paper without knowing it, and gradually blurred.

After Rong Zhan stepped into the square, Chao Rongye returned a simple salute: "Prince, you are welcome."

Rong Ye smiled warmly, "I don't know what kind of wind is blowing today?"

"Go to Shouning Palace to say hello, and see the Royal Garden is busy, so come and have a look."

His tone was cool, his eyes swept away, and stayed on Shen Qianxia, ​​his eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with a touch of coldness and evil.

Rong Ye frowned and looked at his expression. When he was suspicious, Rong Zhan had already withdrawn his gaze and returned to his iceberg appearance.

"Is there anything disturbing my king?"

"How could it be? It's my honor that the Seventh Emperor Uncle can come." Rong Ye's attitude was modest and courteous.

The queen, who had been silent all this time, stepped forward gracefully and greeted him decently: "Seventh Prince."

Rong Zhan returned the gift warmly, without saying much.

The atmosphere in the entire imperial garden was very mesmerizing, even more depressing than when Emperor Ming was there just now.

Rong Zhan looked at Master Gao, and asked lightly, "I don't know what question Master asked?"

Master Gao felt flattered, don't ask him anything, it's very difficult to see him normally.

His stern and serious face couldn't hold back for a moment, and he replied cautiously: "Go back to the Seventh Prince, and write an article based on female precepts. I believe it will not trouble the young ladies."

"Female Commandment?"

Rong Zhan smiled faintly, his eyes wandered to Shen Qianxia, ​​and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

Shen Qianxia glanced at him, and cursed inwardly, did he look down on her?
I think she has no talent, no morals, and is extremely vulgar. She must have never learned the female commandments, right?

"That's a good question." Rong Zhan said casually, as if he meant something, with a faint smile hidden in his eyes.

Master Gao smiled, nodded and said, "Thank you, Seventh Prince, for your approval."

Rong Zhan flicked his sleeves: "You guys start, I just sit in the corner and watch."

After saying that, he took a chair and walked back, and sat down in front of a rose plant.

It can be regarded as a corner, quite close to Shen Qianxia, ​​because she is in the last row, she is not conspicuous at all, so everyone didn't think much about it.

Wang Xiluo turned her head and glanced at her, frowning slightly, her eyes gradually froze.

Rong Ye sat down slowly, lowered his eyelids, and curled his fingers tightly.

Master Gao repeated Rong Zhan's words, and everyone began to write.

No matter what thoughts the noble ladies had, they didn't raise their heads at this time, they were rushing towards Rong Ye like Shen Muxue, writing the main text with thoughts springing up.

Those who don't want to enter the East Palace like Xie Shitong are eloquent and have a more casual attitude.

Holding the pen, Shen Qianxia always felt that she was being stared at, with an indescribable feeling, she glanced sideways at Rong Zhan.

He didn't shy away from it, looked at her frankly, and then moved his lips.

Shen Qianxia frowned, what was he talking about?
Don't forget it!
This is really blatant contempt and ridicule...

(End of this chapter)