Cute Wife Divorce Husband: Black-bellied Prince and Little Dumb Concubine

Chapter 30 How Can You Compare With Her?

"Learn Guqin? You should give up this idea as soon as possible!"

Qingchuan shook her head, disapproving, "When I was young, Missy was good at playing the piano, and Master Hou also hired a teacher to teach me the piano. You are the only one who can't learn it no matter what. Please don't bother!"

The second young lady was still eloquent in her childhood, and her temperament was unambiguous. She broke the piano, and even the teacher was begged for mercy by her.

Wei Wei smiled embarrassedly, scratched her head: "Maybe if I want her to teach me how to play the piano, I would have learned it a long time ago."

Two days later in the afternoon, Qingqing met the girl Wanqing who was looking forward to in the reflection building.

She was dressed in a light-colored dress, with a graceful figure, gentle and charming, and her voice was soft, "I have seen the princess—"

Because of her good impression of her piano music, Wei Qing spoke quite frankly at this time, "I heard that you are very talented, and now I see that you have a very good temperament, no wonder you are always by the prince's side."

Qing Chuan on the side rolled his eyes, and told Wan Qing what the young lady meant.

Na Wanqing was four years older than Qingqing, twenty years old, and because she had experienced earlier and was more sophisticated than her, she smiled and replied: "The princess has won the award, but it is just a rumor. The prince is always busy with court affairs, and it is all the same. Eunuch Fu and Commander Gao are by his side, so there is no reason for servants to come and disturb him. It’s just that the prince occasionally comes to the reflection building, and servants come to serve him.”

This is really watertight.

In fact, whether it's the study or the dormitory, Wanqing often goes there.After the princess entered the mansion, she deliberately avoided suspicion. Later, the princess moved into the Tingting Pavilion, and she consciously went to Dongyuan to serve again.

Wanqing glanced at Qingchuan who was next to her, and said again: "Princess, actually this servant understands sign language." At this point, Qingchuan was left out in the cold.

"That's great." Gently stepped forward and took her hand, gestured with a smile, "You play the piano at night is really nice. I've never heard such good piano music."

"The princess is absurd. I don't know which song the princess is talking about?"

"It's the song that was played the night before."

"Is the princess talking about "Qin Tao"?"

"So it's called Qintao? No wonder I feel like the waves of the river, sad and desolate."

Na Wanqing couldn't help pursing the corners of her lips, clearly hiding a smirk.

The two walked and talked, and Na Wanqing agreed to teach her how to play the piano, and praised the princess for being unassuming and approachable.For a time, master and servant were in harmony.

The news of the friendship between the two reached King Jin's ears, but King Jin never said anything.But one day, when Wanqing was clearing the table for the prince in the study, he seemed to catch a glimpse of the prince staring at her in a daze from the corner of his eyes.

She looked up more and more embarrassed, and unexpectedly, a big hand quietly caressed her slender hand.

King Jin took her hand.

She was startled, raised her brows slightly, and smiled shyly at the prince.King Jin pulled her along, her waist was soft, and she leaned against the prince, her voice was bewitching, "My lord?"

In this situation, there is another person in the study, Ning Qingqing who is hiding behind the bookshelf.

Ning gently touched his arm, goose bumps all over his body.

"You are quite capable."

The prince pinched her chin, and his usual serious tone was removed, with a bit of wicked playfulness, "The princess doesn't even give me face, so she looks at you differently?"

Ning gritted his teeth gently and involuntarily.The wooden face usually looks like a gentleman, but it turns out that it is just a dignified appearance.

Na Wanqing smiled sweetly, "The prince teased Wanqing, you are the master of the palace, who dares not give you face? The princess has a straightforward temper, but she is not difficult to get along with."

He only heard a wicked laugh, "So——, it was this king who provoked me."

King Jin pinched the hand on her chin, exerted a little force, and Wanqing frowned involuntarily.

The ambiguous tone and actions inevitably make people fantasize.Na Wanqing blushed at this time, although she was a little puzzled, she liked her tightly in her heart.

The prince often treats his staff with singing and dancing girls, but he has always been strict with himself and does not get involved in romance. She, Mu Wanqing, is willing to pay special attention to King Jin. This behavior really surprised her.

She was a little shy and said angrily: "The prince made fun of the servant girl."

The King Jin suddenly restrained his evil smile, and moved towards her neck.

God, it's too unsightly.

Ning, who was hiding behind the bookshelf, closed her eyes softly, it's really hateful!Dirty!In the study room, Wanqing was teased.Although she probably expected the relationship between the two, seeing it with her own eyes was still a little hard to accept.

At this time, someone knocked on the door, and the person who came was Commander Gao. He glanced at Miss Wanqing with a hesitant expression.

"My lord, this is a letter."

Na Wanqing seemed to understand the severity of the matter, and resigned voluntarily.

Just slightly, obviously curious about the letter, she slightly raised her neck.

Xiao Zijun took the letter, frowned slightly, quickly tore open the letter, took out the letter, read it, and packed it again.

"My lord, that woman caught—"

"Gao Ming!" Jin Wang cut off Gao Ming's words in a deep voice before he finished speaking.

He looked gloomy and looked at the stunned Gao Ming, without explaining, he just said lightly: "You go down first—"

After the "crash" sound of the curtain being lifted, the study room was surprisingly dull.

The prince had a cold face, sitting there motionless as if in deep thought.Wei Wei was a little anxious, wondering when this coffin face would leave.

At that time, she sneaked into the study to find some useful medical books to read, and just as she saw one, the prince came in.Then, an embarrassing scene made her see it.At this moment, she could only sigh inwardly about the bad luck, it seemed that King Jin would not leave for a while.

After being dull for a while, his feet were slightly numb, and he moved quietly.

Wow, a scroll above her head was wiped off by her.

I was slightly frightened and my heart lifted.

Fortunately, King Jin in front of the desk was looking at a file, he seemed fascinated by it, and didn't respond.

He gently touched his chest with his hands, calmed down, and put his hands together again, thinking about Amitabha.

"Come out--"

He held his breath lightly and didn't move.

"Come out!" He raised his voice.

Wei Wei came out hesitantly, still holding the book she found in her hand.

He got up and stood up, looking at her with piercing eyes: "Who gave you the courage to enter this king's study?!"

She shook her head slightly, pretending to be disapproving, and signed in sign language, "I'm your concubine, so I can come whenever I want. Any girl Wanqing can come..."

There was something strange on Jin Wang's calm face, and he looked at her. Today, she is wearing a lilac purple narrow-waisted skirt, which has a little freshness.

After a long time, the corners of her lips parted slightly, "How can you compare with her?"

An indifferent sentence made Wei Wei's heart chill.Although I don't care who he likes or who he favors, it's against the rules for him to brazenly praise a concubine to suppress himself as a princess.

Suddenly, she felt so wronged.Back then, Jin Wang Xiao Zijun was hired with a lot of gifts, and a bright matchmaker was marrying him.As soon as he entered the palace, he fully understood that he was just putting on an appearance to himself, and now he doesn't even need to put on an appearance.

(Temporarily, there are about 2000 words, my son’s ability is limited, and I am revising. The writing has the problem of slow plot at the beginning, so it has been rewritten and adjusted several times in the past few months, and there are countless minor revisions.)
　For the time being, there are about 2000 characters, and Qinghan's ability is limited, and it is being revised.The writing has always had the problem of slow plots in the front, so it has been rewritten and adjusted several times in the past few months, and there are countless minor revisions. I hope you will like it more.

　　
　
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