My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 358
Arguing with Rong Ye about reason and rules is just playing the piano with a cow.

If he had a bottom line in life, he would not have been so indifferent to her in his previous life, and he would not have made Nanjin cholera like that.

In the previous life, she was his legitimate concubine, and they had never had that kind of intersection.

If he succeeds in living a new life, wouldn't it be a waste of time to live again, and the more he lives, the more he will go back? !

She sneered again and again from the bottom of her heart, Rong Ye had already shown her true colors at this time, and she didn't even bother to pretend anymore.

Rong Ye was too close to her, and the violent breath from his whole body hit her heart directly.

She moved back, and he pressed on step by step, reaching out to grab her waist.

Killing intent flashed in Shen Qianxia's eyes, she avoided it cleverly, and her palms began to gather internal strength.

Rong Ye's eyes were extremely displeased, and he grabbed her arm quickly, Shen Qianxia didn't give him a chance, and walked away sideways.

Suddenly, a voice stopped him.

"His Royal Highness, the Empress Dowager invites Miss Shen to Shouning Palace for a gathering."

Nanny Gu's voice was old but somewhat cold.

As expected of a person who has been with the queen mother for many years, even when facing Rong Ye, he has no humble attitude.

Rong Ye's eyes darkened, and he asked, "Why did the imperial grandmother send someone to the East Palace?"

Nanny Gu nodded, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "It was the Seventh Prince who told the servants to let Miss Shen go to Shouning Palace to talk to the Queen Mother after the housewarming banquet."

Rong Ye was completely stunned.

He was really furious by the matter of the Shen residence today, and he even forgot that Uncle Qi Huang had an indistinct relationship with Shen Qianxia.

At Qingxin Lake that day, Uncle Seventh Emperor's words were already so obvious that he felt a little flustered in his heart.

Looking sideways at the culprit, Shen Qianxia, ​​his thoughts were complicated. He only had Qingyun in his heart, and he actually felt possessive of her.

Staring at her charming and colorful eyes, what is flowing is cold and indifferent, and what is at the end is rebellious.

Rong Ye calmed himself down in an instant, and for a moment, he felt that Gu Momo came at the right time.

For Shen Qianxia, ​​he can't be too impulsive, he must take care of Uncle Qihuang, that is the most troublesome thing for him!
He suppressed the hostility all over his body, and said in a calm tone, "In that case, let her go with the nanny."

Nanny Gu nodded in agreement.

Shen Qianxia glanced at her gratefully and breathed a sigh of relief.

But she wondered, Feng Ming was delayed for some reason, or was Mochizuki mistaken?

And Rong Zhan, he seems really busy...

But knowing that he was secretly protecting her still made her heart feel warm.

Shen Qianxia followed Nanny Gu to leave, at the corner of the corridor, Princess Qingyun's eyes were misty, until her figure disappeared, it gradually became clear.

At this time, in the Nuoda hall of the Qianzhulin loft, the atmosphere was extremely low.

After the dozen or so people reported the important information at hand, they were all very nervous.

They always feel that the seventh prince has become colder and colder. In the past, most of these things were handled by Mr. Dongli by his side.

Recently, everything has to be done in person, and the requirements are extremely strict, which makes everyone feel a sense of urgency.

This discussion has lasted for two hours, and now it is dusk, and there is no tendency to adjourn the meeting.

I used to think that the prince on the main seat was evil, indifferent and powerful, which made people afraid, but now I feel that there are more unknown things.

They couldn't figure out what he was thinking, and they were so inexplicably outrageous that they didn't dare to say it.

Everyone was waiting for him to speak, but he lowered his eyelids slightly and his gaze fell on the file.

This feeling of waiting for a judgment was really uncomfortable, and the atmosphere became tense and oppressive again.

(End of this chapter)