My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 41
The ladies are waiting eagerly, waiting for Princess Qingyun to announce the second mystery.

I haven't waited for it for a long time, and I can't help but feel lost in my heart.

When he was feeling anxious, he saw a group of people come down from the second floor and came to the deck.

Crown Prince Rong Ye and Princess Qingyun walked side by side, the third and fifth princes followed closely behind, and Liu Qilin walked at the end.

Several people were dressed in fine clothes, their appearances and postures were all noble, and they were a beautiful picture in the eyes.

All the noble ladies got up to salute one after another. When they saw Rong Ye, they felt distraught, and a blush crept up on their cheeks.

"Excuse me." Rong Ye's tone was light, and his brows were slightly folded.

After stopping, Rong Ye cupped his hands towards the painting boat: "Uncle Seventh Emperor, can you come to the boat to have a talk?"

The voice is mellow, the tone is quite respectful, and the gestures are all elegant.

Everyone held their breath and did not dare to whisper any more, the ladies' attention was all on Rong Ye at this moment.

The black robe outlines his tall and straight figure, and under the moonlight, there is a mysterious aura all over his body.

Shen Qianxia looked towards the surface of the lake, but there was no response from inside, and the boat swayed with the waves, causing ripples in circles.

Rong Ye nodded again and asked, "Can Seventh Emperor Uncle come to the boat to spend the Shangyuan Festival with us?"

After a moment of silence, two faint words came from the painting boat: "No need."

Rong Ye was stunned, his eyes flashed with inexplicable emotions.

"Brother Prince, I said Uncle Seventh Emperor will not come."

Rong Hao spread his hands, his expression relaxed.

But what he couldn't figure out was that if Uncle Qihuang didn't come on the cruise ship, what would he do in Luohu?
Blowing the lanterns?

Rong Ye withdrew his gaze, and glanced sideways at the noble ladies. Everyone smiled appropriately and stared at him affectionately.

At this time, Shen Muxue was the closest to him, she deliberately covered Shen Qianxia, ​​and stared at Rong Ye affectionately.

In the end, Rong Ye's eyes fixed on Wang Xiluo: "I wonder if there is a chance to hear Miss Wang's piano music tonight?"

Wang Xiluo came back to her senses suddenly, and bowed slightly: "Return to Your Highness, everyone is full of talents, and the daughters of the people can only do their best."

Rong Ye nodded, and said to the people behind him, "Since Uncle Qihuang won't board the boat, let's just sit here."

Rong Hao said with a smile: "Could it be that you still want to have a drink with Seven Emperor Uncle across the lake?"

Rong Ye remained silent, Princess Qingyun hurriedly ordered the maidservant to arrange the tables and chairs, and brought wine pots and snacks.

The noble ladies were heartbroken because of Rong Ye's special attention to Wang Xiluo just now.

Seeing that he was going to sit in front of them now, he instantly swept away the haze in his heart and maintained his best posture.

Shen Muxue sat in a conspicuous position, left Shen Qianxia in the corner, and ignored her.

Both Lu Yingying and Gu Qingru gave her a look of disdain.

"Is this kind of thing still born with a phoenix life?" Gu Qingru's mocking voice was deliberately lowered.

Lu Yingying glanced at her: "Qingru, stop talking nonsense. The matter of Feng's fate was calculated by Qin Tianjian. It would be bad for someone who cares to hear about it."

She kindly reminded her, but her voice was not low.

The noble ladies looked at each other when they heard the words, and after seeing Rong Ye's dignified figure, they all fell silent.

Gu Qingru's heart throbbed, and he glanced at Lu Yingying angrily, seeing that the prince was not far away, he suppressed the emotion of running away.

It's really a wind and a rudder!

Shen Muxue heard them all, and coldly gouged them out, slashing past them fiercely in an instant.

She caught a glimpse of Shen Qianxia's indifferent eyes, and put away the silver needle that was ready to move in her sleeve again.

Shen Qianxia lowered her eyelids slightly.

Their undercurrents are turbulent, and they are confident, all relying on the prominent status of the family.

In front of them, Shen Muxue was really a little immature.

(End of this chapter)