Princess, the lord has come to beg for marriage again!

Chapter 885 You can only be mine.

Chapter 885 You can only be mine.

Zhan Siqi lay quietly on the soft bed, beautiful with crescent eyebrows, almond eyes like stars, lips like cherries, waist like willow, quite seductive, making people blush and heartbeat if they take a second look.

Shen Huaixi was painting while watching her, but seeing the beauty drooping her eyes shyly, even the tips of her ears had a shy pink color, but her heart beat faster and faster.

There is an incense burner in the corner of the room, the incense is lightly burned, the green smoke curls up, and the atmosphere is a bit charming.

Just when both of them were about to evaporate into smoke shyly, the painting was finally completed.

Shen Huaixi took the picture of the beauty lying on the couch that he had drawn in his hand, and quickly ran to Zhan Siqi, with tiny stars shining in his eyes, like a child who was expecting to be praised by adults, with a pure and shy smile on his face.

"Sister Siqi, look, this is the beauty picture I made for you."

Zhan Siqi's body was already a little stiff, but her heart was bubbling sweetly. Hearing this, she quickly got up and stretched her head to look over.

"Ah, it's so beautiful, Brother Huaixi, are you sure this is me?"

When Shen Huaixi was praised by his sweetheart, he was both happy and proud. If there was a tail behind him, he would already be wagging it to the sky.

"No way, sister Siqi is even more beautiful than this. In my heart, you are a heavenly girl, like a little fairy."

A young man who is just in love, reads all kinds of books all day long, learns some shy words from the books, just wants to show in front of the person he likes, childish like a child.

Feeling his enthusiasm, Zhan Siqi's face suddenly became hot, and with a oops, she covered her face with her hands.

The two of them sat together on the bench, talking love words to a painting that made people blush and heartbeat, as if as long as they stayed like this, they could last forever.

But at this time, Jun Zitong, who had just left the Imperial Academy, was in a much worse situation. There was no harm without comparison.

Jun Zitong was still in the pain of the betrayal of his beloved, and he just walked with his head depressed. If it wasn't for Chunhua and Qiuyu's sharp eyesight and quick hands, he would have fallen many times.

The three master and servant had just passed through the corridor of the Hanlin Academy and turned a corner when they felt a gust of wind pass by before them. Before they could react, a black shadow rushed over and hugged Jun Zitong's waist!

Chunhua and Qiuyu felt like they were facing a formidable enemy, and immediately they were like cats with fried hair. They were about to step forward to scold the Deng disciple who suddenly came out, when they heard a low shout.

"Bai, stop for me!"

"If you damn dare to complain to Taifu, see if I don't beat you into meatloaf!"

"Stinky boy, it's a rabbit who can't do it, running so fast!"

Jun Zitong was still in a daze, looking down at the thin arms around her waist, perhaps she was running too fast, her clothes were torn up, and the bruises on her forearms were faintly visible.

Because the skin is too white, the scars look even more dazzling.

Go up along the thin arms, slowly turn your head, go up, and suddenly meet a pair of clear eyes.

The young man was a bit thin, with a face as big as a palm, but his jawline was neat and clean, his nose was straight, his facial contours were three-dimensional and handsome, and his skin was clean and fair.

He was raising his head, his crow-green eyelashes trembling uncomfortably, covering up the panic in his eyes.

"Sister, help me."

Even though it was just a few short words, Jun Zitong seemed to be overwhelmed, and it was rare for him to appear absent-minded.

She twisted her neck stiffly and looked at the few people who had just been chasing after her. Only then did she realize that the boy was being chased.

Chunhua and Qiuyu stepped forward one from the left and the other from the right, trying to tear apart Deng Tuzi who was hugging the princess's slender waist.

But the young man looked skinny, but his hands were very strong. Perhaps the desire to survive was too strong.

He tightly encircled Jun Zitong with both arms, like vines growing on a rock, entangled her and would not let go.

"Help me, sister."

As he asked, the Adam's apple slid slightly, but it swayed in a seductive arc.

Jun Zitong seemed to be scalded, raised her head with red ears, no longer looked at him, but turned to those people.

In an instant, the Eldest Princess was in full swing.

I was already depressed, but these people undoubtedly ran into the muzzle of the gun.

"What's going on? Is the Imperial Academy a place where you fight and fight! How dare you bully the weak in broad daylight, don't you want to live!"

The four men chasing the boy regretted it the moment they saw Jun Zitong.

Just from her clothes and jewelry, it can be seen that she is the little master of Jingui in the palace.

All were stunned, petrified.

Chunhua glared at them and gave a cold drink.

"When you see the eldest princess, hurry up and say hello!"

The four of them reacted extremely quickly, and they knelt on the ground together like dumplings.

Just now, he was swearing arrogantly, but now his head is on the ground, and he hasn't uttered a few words for a long time.

"Princess Wanfu Jinan."

Jun Zitong looked down at the few people kneeling on the ground, her voice was still cold, and her eyes seemed to be looking at ants, and she had long since returned to her usual coldness.

"What's going on, tell me clearly, otherwise no one will think about it."

The four of them knelt in unison, greeting the eighteen generations of the boy's ancestors in their hearts, but they could only show miserable expressions on their faces.

"Princess, you have misunderstood. We are just joking with Brother Bai. We are all colleagues. How could we be rough?"

Brother Bai?

There are not many people with the surname Bai in the imperial court, only the Taifu's family. Could it be that they are from the Taifu's residence?

Judging by his age, he might not be the son of Taifu, but his grandson.

Jun Zitong followed the little emperor all day long, and the Taifu was the little emperor's teacher, so naturally they met often, and knew the Taifu very well.

Taifu Bai is old-fashioned, honest and upright, he has no concubines, only married a regular wife, and gave birth to two sons and a daughter.

The eldest son, Bai Zhengqing, was relegated to Shangluo in the northwest because he doted on his concubine and killed his wife. He is no longer in Liangjing.

The eldest daughter, Bai Mengshang, has also married far away, and only the second son is left, but he doesn't live up to expectations.

Fortunately, the second son gave birth to an amazingly talented grandson named Bai Mosheng.

The reason why I remember it so clearly is mainly because the Tai Tuo whispered in his ear every day, wishing to praise his grandson to the sky.

The two sons are both incompetent, and Taifu Bai devoted all his energy to training his grandson. He has been disciplined since he was five years old. He has already entered high school at a young age, and entered the Imperial Academy at the age of 15.

Thinking of this, Jun Zitong lowered his head again, turned his face away, and looked at the young man with his head protruding from his side.

Bai Mosheng was against the light, and the dazzling sunlight behind him dyed his face into a slightly drunken warm color.

Although I've heard of Bai Mosheng's name all the time, it's the first time I've seen her. I never thought that it's fine to be smart and knowledgeable, but she's so good-looking!
It's no wonder that Mrs. Bai would talk about him, every time he mentioned it, his mouth would grin to the ear.

If he had such a beautiful, well-behaved and amazingly talented son, he would definitely praise him every day.

Heck, think too much.

The skinny one, no matter how you look at it, is a small radish pulled out of the ground.

Jun Zitong shook her head, and was about to look away when the boy opened his mouth and looked at her pitifully.

"Sister, they lie, they are jealous of me, they always find trouble with me, and sometimes they even do it."

Who is your sister!This palace is the eldest princess!
Chunhua seemed to understand her expression, stood up immediately, and pulled Bai Mosheng again.

"My son, please pay attention to your words and deeds. My master is the eldest princess, not your sister!"

Jun Zitong put on a cold face at the right time, but in Bai Mosheng's eyes, it was so beautiful that people couldn't open their eyes.

Fair skin, blue hair like mist, slender neck, star eyes lacquer, sandalwood mouth incense, especially a pair of beautiful eyes that seem to hang down, facial features have the tenderness of a girl, but are mixed with the charm of a mature woman.

She just stood there quietly, but her whole body seemed to be shrouded in golden light, exquisite, quiet and luxurious.

Bai Mosheng stood there blankly, and in an instant, all the flowers in her inner world bloomed.

Jun Zitong noticed that the young man was staring at him straight, and his face turned red, so he immediately gave him a look.

"Let go of your hand now."

Only then did Bai Mosheng come back to his senses, he loosened his paws a little too slowly, and knelt down as well.

"His Majesty the Princess, may you be safe and blessed."

Jun Zitong coughed lightly, and looked at the four men again, with an indifferent and arrogant attitude as if pitying the humble crowd.

"Did you hear that, he said that you guys are bullying people, even my palace dares to fool me, I really can't see the coffin without crying!"

The four of them were sweating coldly on their foreheads, and their bodies were shaking like chaff. They wished they could pull the eighteenth generation of Bai Mosheng's ancestors out of the coffin and beat them violently.

This little vixen even dares to hook up with the eldest princess!
"Princess, princess, you, you, listen to our explanation, it's really not what he said, he bullies us on weekdays because he is the grandson of the Taifu.

Even though we have a lot of people, we are not his opponent at all, even if, even if we hit him, he will pay back twice every time..."

Before finishing the rest of the sentence, Bai Mosheng interrupted him cruelly.

(End of this chapter)