A tragic death in his previous life! Reborn to marry a stupid king and seize your kingdom

Chapter 47 Repeating the mistakes of the previous life

After saying these words, Jiang Fenghua still leaned forward to salute, lowered her eyes and bit her lower lip, looking extremely aggrieved.

Seeing Jiang Fenghua being so delicate and pretentious, Jiang Fengqing's lips twitched. She had come to the academy to study so diligently recently, which made it easier for Jiang Fenghua to follow her to the academy.

But now she doesn't feel very sad, and she even feels that the opera is pretty good.

But Jiang Fengqing really doesn't know how Jiang Fenghua entered the academy in her previous life. She probably studied hard like she does now, so that the ladies in the academy will be impressed by her 'sincerity'. However, this kind of advanced strategy... is definitely not Jiang Fenghua's. If you can figure it out by yourself, there will definitely be guidance from an expert behind it.

She moved her eyebrows, her pupils flickered, and she curled her lips into a smile, which was actually more interesting.

Nan Huaichang looked at the girl who suddenly appeared in front of him and was obviously stunned for a moment. This girl Fenghua had been so wronged and had such a miserable life experience, but she could still be so polite. He felt sorry for her and saw her again. The tears hanging on her eyelashes slipped down, and she subconsciously raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face with her fingertips.

"Master Huaichang?" Feeling the cold touch on his face, Jiang Fenghua suddenly raised his head, frowning and looking at Nan Huaichang in disbelief.

Nan Huaichang quickly retracted his finger and coughed slightly in embarrassment, "Miss Fenghua is so brave in order to study. She is already more than most girls in the world. Master is right. We really want to show you to the girl." study."

"Hmph!" Hu Xianyun crossed his arms in front of his chest disdainfully, "What can we learn from her? Ask her if she can read and use a writing brush?"

As he said that, he even gouged out Nan Huaichang and said, "I think you are stunned by beauty, right? As soon as you see a girl, you can't turn your head."

Before Nan Huaichang could speak, Jiang Fenghua turned around, looked directly at Hu Xianyun, and wiped away her tears in a delicate tone: "I don't know where I offended Mr. Xianyun, but he actually targeted me like this?"

Immediately, she stood up straight and said very definitely, "Although I dare not say that I am well-read, I can also read a little."

"Oh?" The people watching nearby looked Jiang Fenghua up and down and exclaimed: "This is quite unexpected."

Jiang Fenghua straightened her back when she heard this, showing her confidence.

"So that's it!" Jiang Fengqing, who was sitting at the back of the crowd, nodded with understanding. No wonder Nan Huaichang became Nangong Zhuo's staff so decisively in his previous life. It turned out that he fell in love with Jiang Fenghua.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengqing gradually frowned. If he thought about it this way, it should be that after Jiang Fenghua married Nangong Zhuo, he still had trouble with Nan Huaichang.

Therefore, in the previous life, Nan Huaichang was cut in half by Nangong Zhuo in the court hall. Not only was Nangong Zhuo afraid that he could see through the situation in the court and figure out the thoughts of the emperor's brothers, but it also had another purpose.

Nangong Zhuo used such cruel and disgusting methods to kill his love rival Nan Huaichang.

No!

Jiang Fengqing's eyes flashed. She must not let Nan Huaichang fall in love with Jiang Fenghua again. Now she just wants Jiang Fenghua and Nangong Zhuo to stick together and become a pair of desperate mandarin ducks, but if Nan Huaichang is involved, they might make the same mistakes as in their previous life. She stood up suddenly and wanted to go forward and say a few words, but she felt the skirt of her clothes tightened. Looking back, Nangong Li carefully pulled a little bit of her clothes, and looked at her with flickering eyes. His voice was already rich. , now she felt aggrieved and soft: "Sister Fengqing, where are you going? They are so noisy, this prince is afraid..."

Nangong Li made an innocent and pitiful expression on this handsome face. Jiang Fengqing's heart was shocked, and it was beating faster and faster. She reached out and pinched Nangong Li's face twice, and whispered unconsciously: "Six Prince, please sit here by yourself for a while. I’ll be back when I go, so be good~”

"Well, I will definitely not move around." Nangong Li nodded heavily, with a bit of cunning flashing in his eyes. The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and his smile gradually widened. Looking at Jiang Fengqing's back, he had an attitude of determined to win.

Then he noticed that Nangong Zhuo's eyes were looking towards him through the crowd, and Nangong Li immediately smiled stupidly and ignorantly again.

Jiang Fengqing quickly walked up to Jiang Fenghua, gently held her hand, cleverly blocked Nan Huaichang's sight of her, and said with a hint of concern: "I know you are sincerely studying and don't care what others think, but I don't care either. Is it necessary to hurt your body like this?"

As she said that, Jiang Fengqing looked specifically at her injured hands and sighed sadly, "Fortunately, I know some riding skills. If I hadn't been able to save you in time, you don't know what you would have been trampled by that crazy horse." Look! Look at how injured your hands are. You can't even pick up a brush. This makes me, a weird sister, feel very distressed."

She really sounded like a real sister when she spoke, and her tone was full of concern. It also directly solved the rumors that the two sisters had a quarrel in the palace because of Concubine Yuan's drowning.

I also specially reminded everyone that Jiang Fenghua was unable to write because her hand was injured, but I found a good excuse for her.

But everyone has a different understanding of this meaning.

Jiang Fenghua couldn't help but was stunned. She really didn't expect that this vicious and jealous cousin would actually speak for her. She felt that this cousin had no good intentions. She looked down at Jiang Fengqing and gently stroked her gauze-wrapped hand. I couldn't help but feel terrified in my heart, but I couldn't just take my hand back in front of a large crowd, so I could only grit my teeth and endure it.

"What Miss Fengqing said makes sense."

Nan Huaichang nodded quickly and looked at Jiang Fenghua with some disapproval in his eyes. He put his hands behind his back and preached: "The body is shaped by the parents. Today, Miss Fenghua was dragged by that crazy horse and ran wildly across the racecourse. , this is really too dangerous, if there is a slight mistake, Miss Fenghua will not be able to stand here and talk to me now, and I will be very worried waiting outside the racecourse to watch!"

Jiang Fenghua choked in her throat. She couldn't go up or down. She lowered her head slightly, and there was a trace of resentment in her eyes. It was all Jiang Fengqing's fault. Why did she mention her injury? Is it embarrassing for her to be in front of so many people?

"That's right." Hu Xianyun suddenly noticed that Nan Huaichang was talking to him. He laughed, walked up to him, patted his shoulder, and asked Jiang Fenghua: "If you really want to study, you can buy some books and sit at home. Why should I come to Hanchen Academy to embarrass myself?"

"You!" Jiang Fenghua's eyes were scarlet with anger. She subconsciously stepped forward and pointed at Hu Xianyun, almost yelling. Fortunately, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Prince Rong still standing beside him, and remembered that her mother had asked her to be gentle and virtuous in her actions in the future. Then he took a deep breath and swallowed the dirty words in his stomach.

Hu Xianyun knocked off her arm and said, "What are you, look at you like a market woman, do you still want to curse me out loud?"

"It's really time to say that your hands were injured. You said you were literate, but now you can't show your calligraphy because your hands are injured. Isn't this just empty talk?"

(End of this chapter)