My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 146 Much more interesting
For some unknown reason, Shen Qianxia began to immerse herself in writing.

Rong Zhan stared at her profile, thoughtful.

He was not far away from her, and he could even see her trembling long eyelashes clearly, and the corners of her slightly raised mouth were full of confidence.

The sun gradually climbed overhead.

The sun hit her body, smudged with a layer of dazzling brilliance.

At this moment, the imperial garden is silent.

When the breeze blows, the rice paper is lifted up, making a little noise.

Probably because of this scholarly atmosphere, although they have different thoughts, they all write seriously.

The queen sat in the first place, sipping tea carefully, her eyes flicked over Rong Zhan and Wang Xiluo from time to time.

Rong Ye was calm and calm, and Princess Qingyun was pouring tea for him, muttering in a low voice: "This is like an imperial examination, it is indeed much more interesting than playing the piano and dancing."

Rong Ye smiled gently, and said in a low voice, "You just like to watch life, and the scientific examination is the most intense, so it's nothing."

Qing Yun nodded and lowered her voice very low: "But they all want to be favored by you, this feeling is very strange."

Rong Ye was slightly stunned, and his tone was gentle: "But some people don't need to fight."

Qingyun smiled without saying a word, and made a booing gesture.

Rong Ye glanced at Rong Zhan, who looked comfortable, and didn't make a sound.

The queen put down the teacup and looked around, as if she had discovered many subtle things, her gentle face was covered with a very faint coolness.

Master Gao patrolled back and forth, and when he passed by Shen Qianxia, ​​he stopped suddenly.

Miss Shen San, who is ignorant and inexperienced, can write well.

The pen is written with spirit, running like flowing water, clean and neat.

Mrs. Gao's eyes lit up. He had seen countless words, many of which were top-notch, but Shen Qianxia's words were comfortable and pleasing to the eye.

On the other hand, Shen Muxue, who was born with a phoenix and was known as a talented woman in Yecheng, seemed to be unsatisfactory, not as good as the concubine in front of her.

Master Gao was watching vividly, when a shadow fell, he turned his head quickly, and saw Rong Zhan walking over.

Rong Zhan said lightly: "My master blocked the sun, and this king suddenly felt cold."

Master Gao was dumbfounded, and quickly stepped aside.

But he reacted belatedly, now that the sun is shining brightly, at that angle, even if he is a few widths thicker, he can't cover the light of the Seventh Prince...

Rong Zhan bowed his head, and Shen Qianxia's good handwriting caught his eye.

He stood beside him, keeping his expression on his face, and he couldn't help being amused when he was amazed.

After all, the little girl was young and energetic, unable to withstand his aggressive methods, her sharpness was revealed.

She should have had a well-thought-out plan, so she dared to shine like this.

But this kind of her is even more dazzling, and an inexplicable strange feeling quietly sprouts.

After standing for a while, Rong Zhan sat back beside Rose, leaning lazily and sinisterly on the chair.

Shen Qianxia closed the pen, then put it down lightly, and glanced at Rong Zhan indifferently.

She suddenly felt that she was confused.

Why bother to write out what's in your heart?
Or because of the grievance and hatred in the previous life, she wants to trample Shen Muxue under her feet in this life, and she doesn't want to be so wronged that she will restrain her edge.

Or sitting there with him, who is extremely leisurely, gave her an extremely delicate view.

Whether it is an opponent or a friend, it is more interesting to be evenly matched, at least you have to work hard to close the gap.

This kind of thinking made her feel a bit out of control.

She looked back and found that Rong Ye was looking at her, his eyes full of doubt and inquiry.

After a long time, Master Gao glanced at the hourglass, "It's time, let's write!"

Everyone put down their pens one after another, with relaxed expressions on their faces.

(End of this chapter)