Let’s talk about it, Princess Qianchen leaned depressedly on the pillars of the corridor.

She and Miss Jinse were both waiting by the Empress, and they met from time to time, so naturally they got closer.

Outsiders don’t know each other’s thoughts, but the two know each other’s hearts.

Jinse squeezed beside Princess Qianchen and whispered to her: "You are in a daze here again, my princess, look, you have lost a lot."

"You have to care." Princess Qianchen didn't move on the pillar, and her tone was a little cute.

"I don't care about you, who cares about you?"

"If you want me, forget it. I think Lord Dutong is pretty good, tall, strong and handsome, not worse than Lord Su at all. If you follow her, you will definitely be happy in the future."

Princess Qianchen muttered her: "Why don't you give up on my brother Han?"

Jinse curled her lips: "Can we be the same?"

"Why is it different? It's all about love but not getting it."

"Of course it's different. You've been married now, and I haven't."

"So it's different here, so I'll tell my father to let you marry immediately."

"Isn't it okay if I'm wrong?" Jinse hurriedly hugged her arm and begged for mercy. Princess Qianchen snorted pretty: "Forgive you."

"I knew that the princess was the best for me."

In fact, she treats everyone very well and has a good relationship with everyone.

"I'm going to play with the princess. Do you want to go together?"

"I won't go." Jinse felt sad.

"Whatever you do, I'm going anyway."

Princess Qianchen ran away, Miss Jinse watched her leave and stomped her feet silently. What's so proud of? If it weren't for the Queen, she wouldn't be the one.

Even though she knew that she was not right from the Crown Princess, she still had to go to find the Crown Princess. Isn’t it obvious that she couldn’t get along with her?

Jinse was so angry that she grinded her teeth secretly, but she had no choice but to do anything to her.

~

Eastern Palace.

Prince Han was leaning against the couch beside him, looking through the book in his hand expressionlessly.

As for Gu Xiangjun, she has never been idle these days. She has to pay tribute to the queen every day. It would be fine if she listened to her scolding, but she would be troubled by the prince when she came back. Since she made a painting for him last time and was disliked by him, the prince would ask her to make a portrait of him every day. Anyway, he was not satisfied every time, and he looked at him disliked him.

He disliked her, so she had to continue painting.

This afternoon, she spent painting again.

Gu Xiangjun put down his pen and ink again, stood up and stretched his muscles and bones.

Finally, she finished drawing again. She looked at it for a while and felt that nothing was wrong. She didn't believe that the prince could still pick out bones from the eggs.

I looked at the prince leaning on the couch, and even when I looked at the book, my face was tense, but my tight facial features were not at all hostile. I just felt a little serious. Maybe I was handsome in life, even if I had my face tight all day long, my facial features were still delicate and beautiful, especially when I pursed my lips and didn't say anything. The lips seemed to be erotic, and I felt inexplicably delicate.

He is obviously a most powerful man, without any feminine aura on his body.

She walked over and shouted to him, "Your Highness, I've painted it, please take a look."

Hearing her shout, Prince Han raised his eyelids, glanced at her, sat up from the couch, and walked over.

It was about him lying on the couch to read a book. She always painted his expression cold and hard, and it would be fine if he was not serious about laughing, but he looked very fierce.

He frowned slightly and commented: "You can't draw people more flexible?"

Not satisfied yet?

Is it flexible? Gu Xiangjun thought for a while and hurriedly said, "Your Highness, go and sit for a while, I know how to draw it."

Prince Han turned around and left, leaned on the couch and continued to read the book in his hand. Before he could turn the page, he heard Gu Xiangjun call him again.

"Your Highness, I've painted it." This time Gu Xiangjun came over with the drawing directly.

"Look, are you flexible or not?" She smiled and looked like she wanted credit.

Prince Han widened his eyes. What the hell is this painting?

"Gu Xiangjun." He almost gritted his teeth, grabbed the painting, and immediately tore it to pieces. If others saw it, where would she put her face? She would be shameless.

Gu Xiangjun curled his lips secretly and his voice became soft: "Your Highness, I just want to make you happy. Look at you with a stern face every day." She looked at him timidly and explained in a low voice.

Is it a way to make him happy?

It would be fine to draw him, but it would be fine to dare not wear him or wear him, but it would be fine to draw her himself. The posture was that two people hugged each other on the bed to do that. She painted it skillfully and finished it in one go. She did not turn over this page of the book.

Prince Han glared at her again and gave a few words: "You are full of men and women, are you ashamed?" He was so angry that he didn't know what to say to her.

She is simply a natural vixen reincarnation, but she can't be more reserved?

It's really annoying.

Gu Xiangjun looked at him silently and lowered her eyes. She had no way to communicate with the prince.

He is simply, unreasonable and deliberately makes things difficult.

Except at night, I have no idea what to do with him during the day.

Only at night, when he invades her body, will he feel a little gentle, and kiss her over and over again, and when he asks her, he will feel that he may be loved by him.

"Crown Princess, Princess Qianchen is here." The news of her maid came from outside.

When Gu Xiangjun heard this, he hurriedly whispered to Prince Han: "Your Highness, I'll come here, you can rest for a while." Turning around, she ran away, as if this would be the case without being scolded by him.

Gu Xiangjun ran out, and Prince Han squinted his eyes and did not move on the couch.

At that time, Princess Qianchen was led to the palace by a maid to wait. After waiting for a while, she saw the Crown Princess coming slowly.

"Princess, I have been waiting for you for a long time. The prince has insisted on pestering me to paint for him. If you don't come to save me, I can't come out now." Xiangjun explained embarrassedly while coming in.

Princess Qianchen looked at her shy face and her eyes were filled with happiness like honey. She knew that she was really doing well. She envied her in her heart and smiled, "It seems that I was coming at the wrong time."

"Where do you say that, I'm happy to come every day, sit down."

Princess Qianchen smiled: "Then I will come to you every day from now on, I will annoy you so much."

The maid came in and served with a tea, fruit plate, and a fruit kernel.

Xiangjun pulled Qianchen and sat down and talked to her: "After the New Year, you will get married. At that time, we will meet a lot less often. However, Sister Jinsheng can talk to you every day. You should remember to return to the palace to see me often."

When it comes to this, she is most heartbroken.

She was about to get married, and she was going to serve a man she didn't love.

Your body will not belong to you, and you will have to give it to a man you don’t love.

Although he is good, he is not the man she loves after all!

She sighed silently and forced a smile: "Don't worry, I will bring Jin Sheng into the palace to see you in the future."

~

Speaking of Jin Sheng, she has been news about her elder brother, but there is no news.

It has been a few days since then. If there is any result, my elder brother would have told her a long time ago.

When the sun sets west, it is usually when the elder brother is about to return home.

When she was free, she walked to Gu Yanjing. From a distance, she saw Jiang Xiaoshu shooting arrows, most of which were not at the center of the rake, but she also looked very good when she pulled the bow and archery.

She was a little curious and walked over.

"Miss Sheng." Seeing her coming, Jiang Xiaoshu hurriedly saluted.

"Did you ask me to practice arrows?" Jin Sheng asked her.

Jiang Xiaoshu lowered his eyes, feeling a little aggrieved: "Yes."

The elder brother was really making trouble for Jiang Xiaoshu, so he asked her: "What's going on?"

Jiang Xiaoshu told her about what happened that day, stretched out his hand and said, "Miss Sheng, my hands are all grinded into calluses." They are about to turn into calluses.

Originally, there was no need to do anything with the eldest master during this period, just wiped the table and cleaned up his room. She was at the age of growing and developing, and her hands gradually recovered and became tender. However, after practicing for a few days, her little hands immediately became blisters, and now the calluses were all out.

Seeing that she felt a little aggrieved, Jiang Xiaoshu laughed and said to her: "Brother is a value to you. Other servants don't have this opportunity to learn. When you learn archery in the future, you can still use it for your elder brother. Practice well."

Can you still go to the palace to work as an official...

Miss Sheng said this, and she could only respond: "Yes."

"You keep going." Jin Sheng walked aside and looked at her. Jiang Xiaoshu could only continue with his teeth. Three hundred arrows were so tired that she was so tired that her arms were not like hers these two days. It would be better to go and sweep the yard.

Jiang Xiaoshu continued to practice her arrows. Jin Sheng looked at her silently, and had other ideas in his mind.

The eldest brother seemed to punish Jiang Xiaoshu for everything he did to him, but when he looked closely, he was clearly teaching her again.

Punish her for writing and being a female red girl, and now she is shooting archery again.

If the eldest brother asked a maid to do this, what was going to make a fuss?

Jiang Xiaoshu is only eleven years old now, and he is getting more and more handsome. As a child, he is growing up and changing every day.
To be continued...