DipNovel Chapter 227 His Royal Highness is Happy 11
Chapter 227 His Royal Highness is Happy 11
Chapter 227 His Royal Highness is Happy 11
Si Ling put down his pen, his dark eyes moved slightly, and looked opposite.
The prince's handwriting is really ugly, so he makes her practice handwriting every day.
On the piece of rice paper opposite, there was a discussion on national policy that she copied.
At such a young age, she looks docile, but is actually very stubborn.
He is also more persistent than he imagined. In just a few days, the crooked melon and cracked date font has been practiced to look good.
On the contrary, the words are really like the person.
"My lord."
A woman's voice sounded, his face was calm, and he stretched out his hands to gather up the rice paper on both sides.
Then he raised his eyes, there was no emotion in his eyes:
"Where's your father?"
Xue Manrong is the eldest daughter of Xue Taishou's family, she looks quite pretty.
The woman has a graceful figure, with light walking steps, and her skirt swaying gently like a lotus flower, her elegant posture is pleasing to the eye.
Her father, Taishou Xue, has always been a supporter of the Prince Regent. In the past, he had personally entered the government to discuss matters.
I didn't want to send my daughter over this time.
"Father is sick and has something to report, so Manrong came here on behalf of father, and I hope the prince will forgive me."
She bowed her knees, her back straight, her slender neck white.She has a pretty face with a little makeup on, and her expression is neither humble nor overbearing, which can arouse a man's desire to conquer.
Si Ling was busy clearing the table, his expression remained unchanged, whether it was Taishou Xue or Xue Manrong who came, it made no difference to him.
Ask directly: "What's the matter?"
The attitude is extremely indifferent.
Xue Manrong is still magnanimous and calm, with submissive eyes and soft voice:
"Father said that His Majesty's ascension is imminent, and the crown prince is weak and incompetent. Right now, it is time for the prince to step forward and take on the great responsibility of the country. He has already expressed his heart, and I hope the prince will accept it."
A slight disgust flashed in Si Ling's eyes, he didn't like this polite way of speaking.
To win the throne is to win the throne, whether it is the princes fighting each other, or him fighting against them, it is a contest of life and death, there is no need to say it in a high-sounding manner.
He stared at the top piece of rice paper, and for some reason, the killing characters written in ink turned into a young and handsome face.
His complexion darkened, Si Ling put his hands on the word "killing" to block it, and said lightly:
"Go back and tell your father that the king has already seen the things. There are still some problems in it, and he will talk to the king after he recovers."
Xue Taishou's intention is a careful plan to seize the throne.
Xue Manrong smiled, and his father said, the plan is perfect, as long as the prince thinks about that seat, he will definitely agree.
She didn't leave immediately, and continued to say humbly:
"The courtiers are not talented, but they know a thing or two about the strategy of governing the country. If the prince doesn't dislike it, can you talk to Man Rong?"
I was bored for five days, as if I had returned to the days when I went to work. After five days of work, I was looking forward to the next two days of weekend.
She has been staying in the palace, really bored, and wants to go out for a walk.
However, she didn't leave the house immediately.
The Prince Regent has been suffering from endocrine disorders and emotional disturbances recently, staring at her neck from time to time, wondering what he was thinking.
It's a pity that he is now a man, and his appearance is also a porridge and side dish, so it is difficult to use beauties, so he can only think of other ways.
She went to the kitchen, ordered a bowl of Qingxin lotus seed soup, and brought it to the study herself.
"Meet the prince."
The guard at the door saluted as usual, but the voice was much louder than usual.
Shi Huan was so frightened that he almost dropped the bowl, pursed his lips and looked into the study.
The door of the study was open, and she went in directly.
At a glance, I saw the beautiful woman with her eyes slightly lowered, with a smile on her lips, an expression of being molested by her sweetheart.
(End of this chapter)