The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

   Chapter 111 Live Face Slap 6

   Following a sharp message, the girls turned around subconsciously.

   The prince wearing a black golden robe appeared in everyone's sight.

  A sixteen-year-old boy, tall and tall, with a face like a crown jade, three-dimensional features, and a deep outline, like a knife sharpening an axe, and extraordinary handsome.

  Although he is still young, he has the prestige of the crown prince, his chin is slightly raised, and his expression is indifferent and indifferent.

   Song Zhao clenched the tea bowl in his hand.

  The back of the slender white hand is full of blue veins.

   In the previous life, in order to save the whole family, my father surrendered to the prince with full sincerity.

   The battle for the reserve, **** and bloody.

   If it wasn't for the Song family's best efforts, the crown prince would never have been able to safely sit on the throne of the emperor.

   At the beginning, the prince had doubts about the Song family's surrender, and Song Bin had the idea of ​​betrothing his youngest daughter to the prince as a concubine.

  Marriage event, the life of the parents.

   At that time, Song Zhao didn't know what liking was, but only knew that His Royal Highness would be the person she was going to marry.

   He is very considerate and responsive to his needs.

  The prince coped with it on the surface, but in fact he hated and looked down on her.

   Song Zhao at that time was too stupid, watching his father try to hold the prince on the dragon chair, but the prince did not obey the agreement to marry Song Zhao.

  Song Bin knew that he had been fooled and argued with the prince many times.

  In a fit of rage, the prince took Song Zhao as a hostage, framed the Song family for treason, and executed the entire Song family.

  Song Zhao watched the prince destroy the Song family, and watched him force his father to death, filled with regret and anger.

When    died, she was only eighteen years old...

   "Your Highness the Crown Prince, I wish you all the best." The girls came over and bowed their knees in a proper manner.

   During the process, all faces are pink and their minds are active.

   Not to mention that the prince is powerful, who doesn't like the prince's handsomeness?

   If he can be favored by the prince, even if he is a concubine, he will be able to enter the East Palace in the future.

   In the blink of an eye, Song Zhao had returned to his natural state, and he saluted as usual.

   The blood feud in the past life is revenge in this life.

   In this life, she will no longer let the prince count the Song family.

  If you want to keep the family safe, you must first get rid of this wolf-hearted prince.

   She was a little curious, without the help of the Song family, would the crown prince still be able to successfully ascend the throne?

   Facing the crowd of slender girls, the arrogant and indifferent prince was unmoved.

   He glanced indifferently, and swept across the girls one by one. When passing over Song Zhao's face, he paused for a few seconds, and said rather indifferently, "Pingshen."

  Yin Wanyang's fair and pretty face was dyed red, and she looked at the prince softly like water, "His Royal Highness has worked hard, why don't you go to sit in the pavilion and have a rest."

  The prince was still indifferent, "I just come here to have a look and leave in a while, you don't have to take care of me."

   His Royal Highness is notoriously indifferent, and the girls only dare to look from a distance.

  Yin Wanyang can talk to the prince, which is really enviable.

  Yin Wanyang was excited, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and then turned to speak softly, "Prince has a lot of schedules, and it is rare to have a leisurely time. Why don't we practice calligraphy together to show the prince?"

  The prince likes to copy copybooks the most. If he can appreciate it, he will have a lot of face.

  The girls readily agreed.

  The maids brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and everyone picked up the pen and licked the ink.

  The most popular style for women nowadays is to write hairpins in small script.

   He gave the practiced calligraphy to the prince, and the prince glanced at him casually, staring at Yin Wanyang who had written the best writing and nodding, "Shang Ke."

   "Prince Miaozan."

  Yin Wanyang almost jumped up excitedly.

  Prince has a critical eye, and a good sentence is excellent.

   The other girls gritted their teeth and were jealous.

   Co-authored Yin Wanyang using them as a springboard?

  Yin Wanyang smiled shyly. Seeing that the prince was going to leave, he wanted to stay for a while, so he set his eyes on the quiet Song Zhao,

   "Second Lady Song, why don't you write it? His Royal Highness is looking at it, you can't ligature or write it, right?"

  In an instant, Song Zhao was pushed to the forefront.

  The prince was tall and tall, and his dark eyes were fixed on Song Zhao's beautiful and charming face.

   He had seen many beauties, but none of them were as beautiful as Song Zhao.

   He had met Song Zhao several times at the palace banquet before, when Song Zhao was just a little girl, he didn't care.

  I never thought about it, after a few months, the changes have been quite big.

  The queen had long instructed him to win over the Song family, and he had to be kind to the Song family's daughter, but thinking of Song Zhao's stupid straw bag, the crown prince was really not interested.

   looked back lightly.

  Song Zhao's face was flat, and he glanced at Yin Wanyang with a little sympathy.

  It's a pity that you are so affectionate, even if you marry the prince later, isn't it the result of a tragic death after being used?

   (end of this chapter)