"I don't know why Your Highness is here today?" Xuanyuan snow marks are not ambiguous, straight to the point.

Murong Canghai is too mysterious, obviously with an evil smile on his face, but it always faintly makes the person who fights him nervous and depressed, and he can't guess his true intentions at all, Xuanyuan Snow Mark seems to have the posture of a master, but in fact, he can't understand Murong Canghai's intention today.

"Yesterday, I heard that the right prime minister said that the princess had the whole book of Yan Zhenqing's authentic handwriting in her hand, and she came to visit today, I don't know if the princess can borrow the real handiwork to solve the king's greed."

Xuanyuan Xueji is a good collector of calligraphy and paintings, and in her early years, she set up a large courtyard in the Zuo Xiang's Mansion to collect calligraphy and paintings.

After hearing Murong Canghai's request, there was a slight imperceptible look in her eyes, but her face remained as calm as possible, and said-

"The king of the North Courtyard likes the calligraphy and painting in my house, I feel really honored, but it's a pity, a while ago there was a bad rat infestation in the academy, and many precious calligraphy and paintings were bitten by the damn rats, unfortunately, Yan Zhenqing was in it, I spent a lot of effort, I couldn't restore the original state, and now every time it rings, I still feel very distressed."

"Oh......" Murong Canghai sighed, with a look of disappointment on his face, "That's a pity, princess." ”

Xuanyuan Xueji looked very apologetic and said regretfully-

"It's really scary to let His Highness run away in vain, and I ask Your Highness to atone for your sins."

"The princess doesn't have to apologize, this person and calligraphy and painting are already fateful, and they can't be forced." Murong Canghai picked up the cup next to his hand and took a sip, his slender and clean fingers seemed to be secretly exerting force.

Su Yueming stood behind Murong Canghai, silent, waiting for the news of the "third lady" in the sedan chair.

Seinfeld stood behind the screen, looking out through the gap, and her eyes fell on the man sitting on the carved chair.

He has a face that is simply aggressive, revealing a natural imperial aura in his gestures, his eyes are faintly shiny and flowing, the slightly raised tips of his eyes slightly bring out wisps of charm, and the smile on the corners of his lips reveals a trace of evil charm, like poison, but it makes people fall and intoxicate unconsciously.

Her heart thumped, her face turned red, and her hand was on her face, only feeling so hot and hot.

Pity......

She caressed the scars on her face that had not yet healed, and her eyes were full of anger, it was Su Yueming's slut who ruined her face, otherwise she would be able to go out to receive Murong Canghai with her mother now.

What did he just say?

Want to see Yan Zhenqing's full collection of authentic works by her mother?

Mother weishenme wants to lie, her academy is obviously good, and there are more than 20 minions in charge of guarding it every day, how can she be a rat? If she really suffers from the rats, she is afraid that she will kill all the minions who are in charge of cleaning the academy!

Seinfeld raised her upper lip, her eyes showing dissatisfaction, and she thought to herself, her mother is really very stingy, it's just some calligraphy and paintings, and Weishenme wants to hide it and not show it to others.

Since she is not willing to give, then ......

A bold thought flashed through her mind, a hint of joy appeared on her face, and then she quickly turned around and headed in the direction of the academy.

"Madam, someone from the Right Prime Minister's Mansion has arrived." At this time, the servants of the mansion came to the main hall to report.

Someone from the Right Prime Minister's Mansion? How dare they come? Xuanyuan Xueji's hand gripped the chair bar.