Chapter Seventy-One: The Object of Love

"Huh? Miss, are you really going to go? ”

Xuezhu instantly made a bitter face when she heard this, and looked at Xuan Mobao, feeling a little apprehensive in her heart.

That Fan Li is now the crown princess, a royal person, who knows if that woman will secretly think of some crooked ideas!

"Go! Why not go? If the county lord doesn't go, I'm afraid that in a few days, the reputation of our Xuanwang Mansion will stink! ”

What kind of calculation Fan Li made, she still guessed a little!

It's just that he wants to rely on his current identity to exert power on himself, and by the way, smear Xuanwangfu!

Although she said she didn't care, it didn't mean that Xuan Chengyu was not there, their Xuanwang Mansion was just a knife and fish meat that could be slaughtered!

With a sneer, Xuan Mobao threw the invitation to Xuezhu, "Put it away, and go and see when the time comes, what does our Donglin crown princess want to do?" ”

Those bright eyes flashed with a cold glow at this time, making people unable to see the look at the bottom of their eyes, a little solemn.

"Yes!"

Xuezhu saw that Xuan Mobao's expression was a little cold, and she was a little cautious in her heart, and hurriedly put away the invitation card in her hand.

East Palace.

Fan Li was dressed in a pale yellow shirt that wrapped around his body, and he was draped in a pink mink coat.

The pink and fair face appeared with a layer of soft light at this time, and during this time, it was moisturized with Xiao Xiaoye.

Looking at the people who came to invite merit, Fan Li didn't raise his eyebrows, indifferently picked up the tea on the side, and took a sip gently.

"Sister Li......"

Chen Xue'er looked at her cautiously, her tone flattering and courteous.

Fan Li narrowed his eyes slightly, and put the teacup in his hand heavily on the table.

"Swing!"

There was a sound that was neither light nor heavy, but a little tea splashed out, which scared Chen Xue'er a little.

"What are you calling me?"

Fan Li's voice was a little indifferent, looking at Chen Xue'er, her brows furrowed slightly.

"Li...... Li...... Too much, too ...... Crown Princess. ”

Chen Xue'er touched Fan Li's cold and angry eyes, woke up instantly, and spoke respectfully and apprehensively.

"Xue'er, although this palace is like a sister to you, and you have a good relationship in private, now ...... I am already a royal person, representing the royal meeting, the prince, you meet, this rule, but it must not be abolished. ”

Fan Li glanced at Chen Xue'er lightly, and a hint of mockery and disdain appeared in her eyes.

"Yes, Cher...... Cher got it. ”

Chen Xue'er lowered her head and shrank her head like a quail.

"Well, in the future, you have to remember the identity of this palace, this palace is the crown princess of the crown prince, you can't abolish the rules and let people take control."

He smiled softly, with a smile on his face, and he lost the swagger and spirit he had just now.

"Xue'er knows, don't worry, the crown princess."

Chen Xue'er grabbed the hem of her clothes, and at this time, she was even more humble in front of Fan Li.

"How did the palace let you do?"

Fan Li straightened his body, looked at Chen Xue'er, and spoke casually.

"The people have already sent invitations to all the people who should be invited, and when the time comes, the women of the whole Kyoto will come, and Xuan Mobao will not come."

"Okay, you've done a good job! In the future, if this palace sees which son is suitable for you, he will definitely let the prince ask the emperor to call the shots and let you marry in style! ”

"Thank you, Crown Princess!"

Chen Xue'er stood up happily when she heard this, her face full of joy and excitement.

"Folk Girl...... Folk Girl ...... The folk girl wants to ...... Want to ......"

Chen Xue'er looked like a spring heart, and her crimson face made Fan Li squint.

"It seems that Cher has a favorite object?"

couldn't hear Fan Li's emotions when he teased him, and Chen Xue'er wouldn't notice it.

"Folk Girl...... Folk Girl ......"

Chen Xue'er bit her lower lip gently, looking shy and excited, and the little woman who couldn't hide her admiration.