Jun Mowen has been learning art in the mountains since she was a child, and is different from the pampered and well-known lady, because she is talented, there is a natural arrogance hidden in her eyebrows.

{We don't write novels, we're just online text porters - and because she hasn't been raised in the boudoir, her personality is more bold and open-minded than the average girl, and even if she encounters something out of the ordinary, she rarely feels as shy and uneasy as the average boudoir woman.}

But when she suddenly heard Chu Lige's direct and serious words, her beautiful face was inevitably slightly embarrassed and slightly crimson.

Unexpectedly, His Royal Highness Liwang, who was blind, actually listened to what she said at the palace banquet that day.

The blush flashed, Jun Mowen stiffened his pretty face, and said solemnly, "Your Highness, I am serious about seeking a solution from you, can you not have such a perfunctory attitude?" ”

With a move in her heart, she said quickly, "Or, have you remembered the past and are willing to keep your promise to marry me?" ”

The corners of Chu Lige's eyes slanted away, and there was a shallow mockery hanging at the end of his eyebrows, which seemed to be like a feather.

He still pursed his beautiful thin lips as straight as a line, like a 10,000-year-old clam shell, and there was no sign of opening up to speak.

But his deep and cold pupils seemed to be able to speak, and they turned slightly, and then turned into a vivid look of speech.

Really speaking, Jun Mowen is not familiar with him, let alone understands.

But this will touch his cold eyes, but he can understand the deep meaning strangely.

Agitation is useless for me!

The girl was stunned and spoke, slightly annoyed with a hint of anger and ruin, "Then you can say something useful." ”

Chu Lige still glanced at her indifferently and calmly, his slow gaze seemed to be a little colder, staring at her face of hidden anger, thinking for a while, and said in a rare voice, "Simple." ”

Jun Mo was stunned for a moment, and then showed a look of deferential listening, just waiting for him to "teach." ”

Chu Lige glanced at her calmly, his eyebrows frowned slightly, but he said in a light tone, "Raw rice is cooked and cooked." ”

Jun Mowen stared at him dumbfounded, and after a while, his pretty face was sluggish and red like a ripe shrimp.

She grimaced, glared at her viciously, annoyed and ashamed, "What a bad idea." ”

Even if she doesn't want to be famous or embarrassed, she can't be ridiculed by the world because of her alone; What's more, she likes that person...... Even if she really wants to cook raw rice without caring about anything, that person may not be willing!

As soon as the thought turned to this, the corners of Jun Mowen's lips curled slightly into a faint helpless and bitter smile.

Chu Lige lowered his eyes, and a little bit of cold light leaked out of his thick long eyelashes, seemingly inadvertently swept towards her, still shocking Jun Mowen's heart trembling.

The natural and wonderful corners of the lips seemed to be faintly hooked, but the faint cold snort sounded in the girl's ears like thunder.

However, the advantage of His Highness Iceberg's disregard for people is that apart from this almost hallucinatory cold snort, he has not spoken a word of ridicule.

Jun Mowen saw that he was completely selfless and immersed in the book, so he gritted his teeth, got up and walked out of the pavilion stupidly.

She shouldn't have come to leave the palace today, expecting this sick "ghost to see sorrow"

Give her trouble, she might as well work hard and think of a way to solve the trouble.

What will cook raw rice into a mature sheet?

Listen, he can say such words to her without blushing or panting, what else can she expect from him?

When Jun Mo asked and exhaled out of the palace, he was really impulsive in his heart, and he wanted to directly ask the coachman to drive the horse to the Big Buddha Temple outside the city.

His Highness Bingshan can't count on it, and Mu Xiaofeng shouldn't be so unreliable.

Fortunately, Jun Mowen's self-control has always been good, and this thought was only extinguished by her calmness the moment it surfaced.

She was sure that if she really dared to go to the Big Buddha Temple to bother Mu Xiaofeng about this, the one in the palace would definitely pick her skin.

Even if he didn't do it directly, just swept her coldly with those deep and cold eyes, which was enough for her.

When he went outside, the smile on Jun Mowen's face fell, and the corners of his mouth pulled a deep bitter smile.

Shaking her head, she couldn't hide her frustration and got into the carriage.

Soon after Jun Mo asked, His Royal Highness left the king like an indifferent iceberg, and suddenly ordered to the garden, "Prepare the car." ”

Regarding the matter of marriage, Chu Lige resolutely did not take it seriously.

However, the arrival of Jun Mowen today reminded him of some things.

After a while, Zhang Hua smiled and probed his head towards the garden pavilion, "Master, the carriage is ready and ready to set off at any time." ”

Chu Lige strode out of the pavilion, and when he passed him, he actually changed his good habit of not squinting on weekdays, and glanced at him indifferently.

This glance seems to be ordinary and cold, but the cold momentum contained in it is unbearable.

Zhang Huagang was so flattered by this unexpected glimpse that he was overjoyed, and his heart suddenly shuddered.

"Master, my subordinates are wrong."

He chased after him with a wry smile, hanging his head and admitting his mistake, "Subordinates shouldn't speculate randomly. ”

Chu Lige didn't look back, only the corner of his eyes flashed and the afterglow of ridicule fell on Zhang Hua.

After leaving the mansion, Chu Lige naturally did not go to the Big Buddha Temple as the round-faced guard Zhang Hua guessed, but went straight to the palace.

It is now the beginning of the afternoon Shen Shi, and Emperor Chu usually deals with political affairs in the imperial study at this hour.

"Your Highness, please wait outside the door for a while, and then allow the slave to go in and report to Your Majesty."

When Emperor Chu was immersed in concentrating on political affairs, a suppressed sound of panic and pleading suddenly came from outside the door of the imperial study.

The voice was not high, but the tone sounded extremely anxious, and in this pleading, there was a steady and swift footstep that came from far and near very quickly.

Emperor Chu, who was interrupted by the noise outside the door, raised his eyebrows, then raised his head and glared angrily at the door, and shouted loudly, "Little Dezi, who is making noise outside?" ”

"Your Majesty......"

The voice of the waiter almost came in with a crying voice, and before Emperor Chu could get angry, he saw the waiter who called Xiao Dezi stumbling in.

And the tall and tall figure who strode proudly in front of Xiao Dezi was outside the door and heard from a distance that His Royal Highness Chu Li, who did not listen to persuasion.

"Your Majesty's forgiveness, minions...... The minions can't stop ....... ”

Emperor Chu stared at the handsome and long figure, his temples jumping suddenly.

He frowned, pinched his eyebrows, and waved his hand at Xiao Dezi forbearingly.

Xiao Dezi bowed respectfully and answered softly, "Yes"

, and then quickly tiptoed back softly.

Only then did Emperor Chu raise his head and stare coldly at the figure standing three feet away, staring at him angrily like a thrush, and reprimanded, "What do you want to do when you break in like this?" ”

Chu Lige stood tall and straight, standing in the imperial study against the backlight, and the dim light could not hide his peerless graceful appearance.

Emperor Chu looked at his skin, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were instantly confused and trance.

This stinky boy is full of appearance and inherited his mother's concubine, but this character is .......

He naturally thought of the woman who had been dead for more than ten years, and couldn't help but cherish the past together.

However, he lost his mind for only a moment, and when he saw the faint mockery on Chu Lige's lips out of the corner of his eye, he immediately returned to his senses and his face was gloomy.

"The minister is here, I specially inform Your Majesty of something."

Chu Lige opened his mouth coldly, and the tone of his voice was always so straightforward, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

When Emperor Chu saw his solemn appearance, he was unexpectedly stunned, "What's the matter?" ”

Unexpectedly, he even lost two points of anger.

But as soon as he blurted out this, he was secretly annoyed in his heart.

When will this stinky boy be able to lead him by the heart?

"Minister, I am terminally ill and my days are numbered."

Chu Lige's expression was very flat, except for his eyes that were half-drooping, it was difficult to find a trace of strangeness from his thrush-like eyes.

These words made the listener's heart tremble, but he, the client, was like a completely unrelated outsider bystander.

Calm, self-contained, even indifferent to the point of indifference or in other words, completely indifferent attitude.

Emperor Chu's eyes jumped rapidly, but he only frowned and did not rush to ask.

"Your Majesty loves the people like a son, will you watch your people die?"

He raised his eyebrows indifferently, his cold eyes swept across Emperor Chu fearlessly, and he faintly mocked, "Even if Your Majesty bears it, the minister will not dare to delay Miss Zhang." ”

So, what the hell is a ridiculous marriage, it's best to stop it immediately.

Emperor Chu endured and endured, this kid didn't put him in his eyes, and he endured this arrogant attitude.

However, in order to disobey his marriage, he dared to talk about life and death.

When Emperor Chu thought of this, he instantly felt that his lungs were almost blown up, and he stared at the figure three feet away, where could he continue to endure it.

"Smack"

, the long case made of golden silk nanmu actually cracked under his heavy beat.

"Bastard thing."

Emperor Chu stared at his graceful face with cracked teeth, and squeezed out an angry reprimand from between his teeth, "Don't think that I don't know what your idea is, I don't know what your idea is, I have a marriage that I give in public, and you can refuse if you want to." ”

Emperor Chu's eyes glared fiercely, and the overwhelming imperial coercion approached Chu Li's face door.

But the tall, handsome and straight figure seemed to be unoppressed, and it was always upright and straight.

Even, in this boundless and almost suffocating coercion, Chu Lige still opened his mouth coldly as usual, and implicitly sneered, "What does the marriage given by Your Majesty have to do with the ministers? ”

Since it has nothing to do with him, what refusal or not refusal to go back on his word has nothing to do with him.

"The minister came today, just to tell Your Majesty honestly,"

Chu Lige was suddenly silent, his eyes stared at Emperor Chu for a while with unknown emotions, and then he said meaninglessly, "The most correct thing my mother has done in her life is to plant a cup of children and mothers on the minister. ”

Back then, in order to protect him, his mother made painstaking plans and arrangements, and finally succeeded in planting a cup of children and mothers in his body and the man in front of him.

Thinking of this, Chu Lige's cold face suddenly swelled with a faint hatred