Concubine to conquer the world

Chapter 18 Horrible
Yao Zhi, who was standing at the door shaking his legs, looked at the distant figure, and then quietly cast a glance towards the study.

The atmosphere in the room was as usual, even a little more dull than usual.

He scratched the back of his head regretfully.

His Highness has never been interested in women.

He once thought that only a certain man could win the heart of His Royal Highness.

Although the little princess had a good background, it was a pity that her appearance was ruined and the engagement was withdrawn by the prince.
Now the shogun's palace is rumored to be full of excitement in Kyoto.

The prince resigned from the marriage to the concubine of the prime minister's mansion, which made the six princes have no choice but to marry the disfigured concubine of his mansion in order to curry favor with Prime Minister Xia.

There are even worse words: a cripple who can't even get on a horse, has never been to a battlefield, and is delusional about using the prime minister's mansion to turn himself around, etc.
Yao Zhi felt distressed for his highness.

It is obvious that the sixth prince is the most outstanding among all the princes, but he is not appreciated by the emperor
The emperor wants to bury talents, and ordinary people can't do anything about it.

I don't know when my Highness will be able to make it through.

He looked at the book again, and shook his head slightly...

As soon as Xia Jianzhao returned to the front hall, he took off the cloak and ordered Xue'er to send it to Nan Xun's study.

The two charcoal fires in the front hall were burning vigorously, she ordered the maid to prepare pens and ink, and then she sat on the low table next to the charcoal fire, opened a book and copied it on the booklet.

Although in the last ten years of her previous life, she had cultivated herself into a talented woman in the palace.

But now she is the 14-year-old with a terrible literary skills.

Imitating the notes she took when she was 14 years old, she wrote the words crookedly.

She had only picked up a pen to write a few words before she stopped writing.

His brows were tightly locked.

Looking back at my 14 years old, I was so incapable of using pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

It just makes me feel terrible now.

Putting his hands on his chin, he let out a moment of godliness.

Picking up the pen again, she flamboyantly danced on the booklet.

After waiting for Xue'er to come back, she put down the pen holder and told Xue'er: "It's almost time for lunch, follow me to the small kitchen to prepare some small dishes, and you will go to the study later to invite His Highness to come back for dinner."

After speaking, he got up from the seat and went to the kitchen with Cher.

Xue'er has complicated emotions in her heart. How could her own princess live the life of a cook since she married into the shogun's mansion?
Those small hands with thin skin and tender flesh could not withstand the caress of daily necessities.

Not daring to say anything more, she silently followed behind.

The cooks and maids in the small kitchen helped with a heart.

The matter of punishing the maid gave Xia Jianzhao a sense of dignity, and every servant in the mansion feared her.

Today, I suddenly got the peanut crisps that she rewarded, which was made by her own hands, and the favor came suddenly again.

The servants were beating drums in their hearts.

as if
The ugly princess that everyone ridiculed had a very unpredictable temper.

During lunch, Xia Jianzhao sat alone at the round mahogany table in the side hall, staring at the food on the table.

She had sent Xue'er to the study three times, the food was almost cold and no one came back to eat.

After waiting for a long time, unable to resist the protest from her stomach, she picked up the chopsticks and started to chop the rice.

Before he had time to wipe off the sauce from the corner of his mouth, he heard Nan Xun's steps in different shades from far to near.

She tidied up the mess after the war in a panic.

The slender body walked into the hall, and she got up to meet her.

The former frowned, looking at the grain of rice hanging from the corner of her mouth, his eyes sank.

Don't have the patience to wait for him to eat?

And kept calling her husband...

After he was seated, Xia Jianzhao's noodle peach blossom served him tenderly.

Nan Xun picked up his chopsticks and started to eat quietly.

(End of this chapter)