There are always bad guys trying to rob my husband

Chapter 576 Very Loving 21
"It's called caring, so let him care and try. Now I'm afraid that if I make a wrong step, there will be a landmine explosion around me."

"Did you tell him something you shouldn't have said, which made the emperor so angry?"

"How can I. I asked him why he regretted the marriage, and he insisted on calling me a vain woman. In a fit of anger, I brought up King Yu, and he was so angry that he almost killed me."

"You mentioned King Yu in front of him, aren't you courting death?"

Chu Chengen patted his head desperately, why the difference in IQ between products produced in the same place on different dates is so big, he really wanted to bump his head to death.

"I'm not wrong, why are you all so afraid of him? The emperor should be Yuwang."

He hastily covered her mouth: "Don't say it so loudly, it will be terrible for others to hear it. Although King Yu is good, he lacks a bit of arrogance..."

"I don't want to discuss this with you. Throw me in the imperial garden and leave. I haven't settled this account with you yet."

"You didn't object at the time. I didn't blame you for forgetting me as soon as you saw your lover, which made me worry about you all the time."

"What are you worried about? Yongde Palace is not near the Imperial Garden at all. You came back leisurely early in the morning."

To let her expose it face to face, without giving any face.Chu Chengen smiled unnaturally.

From the moment the emperor threatened his sister, he knew that he was still nervous about her.Although the younger sister didn't admit it, the look in her eyes when she mentioned him was enough to prove that she still loved him.

Since this is the case, why not take advantage of the situation to help them fan the flames and add some fuel.

Chu Chengen sighed suddenly: "I'm going to see Prince Yu in a while, and I don't know how his injury is doing! From the prince to the prince, Emperor Daxing has just been buried, so he must be in a bad mood .”

Thinking of the man who always had a kind smile, Chu Mengni suddenly wanted to see how he was doing.

The last time I saw him in the womb, I didn't even have time to say a word.

Both she and Ouyang Shaogong are ashamed of him!

Chu Mengni and Meng Chengenyu waited for a while, and the prince brought them into the mansion.

Prince Yu's Mansion looks very simple, which is very suitable for Chu Mengni's aesthetics.

The bare new soil and a few newly planted grasses sway in the breeze, which is a brand new scene.

All the way from the front garden, the road is quiet, and I don't even see a servant.

The prince did not take them to the hall, but took them to the back garden.

On the kiosk by the lake, Chu Mengni saw Ouyang Shaoqian who was concentrating on ink.

The prince wanted to go forward to report, but Chu Mengni patted him on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "Don't disturb him."

She walked lightly and walked slowly behind Ouyang Shaoqian.

Ouyang Shaoqian concentrated on running calligraphy on the paper, finishing the pen in one go.

There are several sheets with dry ink on the side, including both characters and paintings.

Chu Mengni clapped her hands lightly: "Unexpectedly, Prince Yu wrote good calligraphy and a good poem. Once the sea was too difficult for water, except that Wushan is not a cloud. Take the time to look back lazily, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king."

"It's just arty, I made Miss laugh." Ouyang Shaoqian stood up, cupped his fists and said politely.

"Isn't the prince's mood this time a reflection of this poem?"

"How can I compare with Master Wuzhen, but I see that Miss is very knowledgeable, so I wonder if you can show me my vision."

"I..." Her calligraphy has already been returned to the teacher.

Ouyang Shaoqian couldn't hide his disappointment, and said with a smile: "It's okay if it's inconvenient."

"Since the prince doesn't mind, then I'll make a fool of myself. But first of all, I declare that if I don't write well, don't laugh."

Ouyang Shaoqian made a gesture of invitation and asked Chu Mengni to sit down.

She began to imitate the way of the ancients, dipping the pen in the ink, writing the pen and unfolding the scroll, impromptu...

(End of this chapter)