The princess is coquettish and coquettish, conquering the emperor's master

Chapter 28

Hearing the word "Xiao Taifu", Meng Qing's right hand holding the pen subconsciously shook, and a small piece of a line on the rice paper was smudged.

She raised her head abruptly, hurriedly put away the map of Shu and the rice paper, took out a blank piece of paper from the side of the table, and pretended to practice calligraphy.

"Teacher please come in."

"Yes."

She was panicked, she couldn't hold the pen steadily, and the words she wrote were a little worse than usual, and they were a little crooked.

Xiao Yan walked in through the courtyard with the piano in his arms.

He saw her sitting at the banquet practicing calligraphy, secretly thinking that the sun was rising from the west.

"My minister greets His Highness."

Meng Qing raised her head, pretending to be nonchalant, and said, "Why is the Tai Tuo here? Isn't it time to practice the piano?"

The maid beside her took Xiao Yan's Qin and placed it on the table on the other side.

"His Highness said yesterday that he would present a song to the emperor, and it has only been less than a day, and His Highness has forgotten?"

Meng Qing bit her slightly pale lips, as if there was such a thing!

She sneered and said, "So how long does Taifu plan to teach today?"

On weekdays, she would learn the piano for about two hours, but today he came early, wouldn't it be three or four hours?

No one will live anymore!

Meng Qing waited for his answer.

Xiao Yan said: "Three hours is enough."

Damn it!Why did you owe me so much yesterday that you wanted to present a song to your father without thinking about what you can do?

If she doesn't play well, she will cry and faint in Gong's room!
The sky outside gradually became gloomy and gloomy, just like before, it seemed to be the rhythm of rain.

Meng Qing thought in her heart, it seems that God will not be able to see it!

Reluctantly, she smiled, "Okay, three hours is three hours!"

Why do you look like you're dying?

The sky was getting darker and darker, and from time to time, accompanied by bursts of lightning and thunder, it began to pour down rain quietly.

In Qingluan Palace, there was a burst of empty valley piano sound.

The heavy rain continued for several hours, and the lush flowers and trees outside became wilted after the rain.

Meng Qing was lying on the table tired from practicing the piano, she glanced at Xiao Yan.

He actually sat on the sidelines reading the scriptures as if nothing had happened, holding the teacup in his right hand, leisurely and at ease.

Xiao Yan, who overthrew Great Chu, actually advocated Buddhism, and kept all kinds of scriptures in his hands.

Meng Qing snorted coldly.

Could it be that by reading the scriptures like this every day, he can wash away the sins of his previous life?
Extremely hypocritical.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yan heard her "chi" sound.

He didn't lift his head, "What are you scoffing at?"

"what?"

Meng Qing was at a loss.

The teacup was lightly placed on the table, and the fingertips flicked lightly, turning a page of the scriptures.

"What did you scoff at?"

"..."

She suddenly put her hand over her mouth and pretended to be disbelieving.

"I, what did I just sneer at?"

Xiao Yan was silent.

After a while, he asked again: "How are you practicing?"

"It's okay."

She answered subconsciously.

Then, Xiao Yan closed the yellow leather scripture and looked up at the cold sky outside.

"Your Highness has almost finished training today, and I will come back tomorrow."

"Are you coming tomorrow?"

"Ok?"

"No... nothing..."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Yan stood up with the help of the case, went to Meng Qing's side, put the piano away and fastened it, and carried it on his back.

There was still a hazy drizzle in the sky.

Meng Qing was worried that Xiao Yan would get wet, so she called out: "Yunhe! Give the Grand Tutor an umbrella."

"Yes."

Xiao Yan bowed to thank: "Thank you, Your Highness."

The sound of the rain fluctuated loudly and then softly, hitting the pond in the courtyard noisily, loud and mixed, big and small beads fell on the jade plate.

He just took a few steps out of the threshold when Yunhe brought the umbrella.

Meng Qing was still worried, got up and walked around the desk, and came to Xiao Yan's side.

"Teacher, let me see you off."

Xiao Yan lowered his head, his expression tightened.

"Isn't Your Highness afraid of the dark?"

And Meng Qing stretched out her hand to climb his arm, her smile was bright and bright, just like evergreen pines and cypresses, and the moon is seen through the clouds.

She said softly: "With the Tai Tuo here, Qingqing will not be afraid of the dark!"

Xiao Yan's heartstrings twitched, Ruifeng's eyelids trembled slightly, and it was inevitable that he was touched.

He has been a human being for 24 years and has seen countless people and things. This is the first time he has heard of someone relying on him so much.

The small body leaned against him tightly, and from time to time his robe would scrape against the young girl's fair skin.

For some reason, this action made him possessive, and a fierce and strong evil fire ignited in his heart.

Xiao Yan opened the oil-paper umbrella, which could vaguely cover the two of them from getting wet from the rain.

But after all, Meng Qing is a woman, and the spring is cold, so she can always catch cold inadvertently.

She sneezed involuntarily, shaking all over.

Seeing her sneezing, Xiao Yan looked at him with a smile, and directly pulled his hand from her grasping hand, and put his arm around her shoulder.

"Master?"

Meng Qing was frightened by his actions.

He said: "Your Highness is a body of a thousand pieces of gold, so you must not suffer from the wind and cold."

Under the oil umbrella, two figures, one tall and one short, moved away into the darkness without a trace.

"Teacher, I want to tell you something..."

"Your Highness, please speak."

Meng Qing stopped, and her wide sleeves covered the back of her snow-white neck.

She looked around and dared to face Xiao Yan after confirming that there was no one there.

"I...I want to be the emperor!"

The truth of this sentence made Xiao Yan's heart skip a beat.

His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, dim in the deep night.

"Your Highness, you know that what you said is treasonous!"

Meng Qing's chest rose and fell nervously, and she was extremely flustered.

"I know."

"Then you still..."

She cut him off.

"Teacher! Among the imperial family, there are only six people with orthodox blood! Me, Meng Heng, Meng Yao, Meng Fei, King Jin, and Prince Jiayuan. Everyone knows the heart of King Jin. As the leader of Zhuoliu, after he ascends to the throne, how can there be any way for the Qingliu family who opposes him to survive? Not to mention Prince Jiayuan. He is the son of King Jin. If he becomes the crown prince, how do you know that King Jin will not kill his son to seize the throne?"

Xiao Yan clenched the handle of the umbrella with a calm expression on his face.

These words really surprised him. He always thought that Meng Qing was a pampered little princess who didn't hear anything outside the window. He didn't expect to be able to analyze the situation so clearly.

He said lightly: "But besides you, there are three other princesses. How can you be sure that the minister will choose you?"

"So, what I said to the Taifu today is to hope that the Taifu can help me!"

"Why should I help you?"

Meng Qing's eyes were firm and decisive.

"Didn't the Taifu want a puppet to control the government? And I am a good candidate."

Xiao Yan's pupils dilated dramatically, revealing a look of astonishment.

She actually knew what he wanted to do...

He really didn't expect that among the four daughters of the Emperor Chu, he thought the eldest princess Meng Heng was the smartest, but only after today's encounter did he realize that the smartest one should be the humble little Empress Dowager!
His face suddenly became gloomy and cold, and the big hand wrapped around her shoulder moved slowly and mysteriously towards the girl's fair neck, and squeezed it tightly.

At this moment, he wanted to kill.

As long as his hands are tight, he can easily kill her.

That way, no one will know his secret...

(End of this chapter)