Princess Wen Xian, the only surviving daughter of Concubine Yonghe Gongde, is also the half-sister of the fourth master Yinzhen and the fourteenth master Yinzhen.

What's more, Princess Wen Xian was raised by the Queen Mother since she was a child, and she is very intelligent, and she is deeply favored by her grandmother and imperial father, and even has a lot more than other princesses on weekdays.

It's not a good thing to offend her!

The emperor gave her a very high evaluation, and gave Concubine Rong enough face on the spot, but pushed her to the forefront, coupled with the identity of Luo Cha's daughter, I don't know how many people are going to trouble her.

"You're Haiyue?"

When she was taken to the side hall of Cining Palace by the little eunuch, before Haiyue could kneel down and say goodbye, Princess Wen Xian spoke first.

Wen Xian, who is dressed in aqua red clothes, is graceful, and people are deeply attracted at a glance.

Yuan Zhen's "overflowing two bright pupils" is talking about these eyes.

But her face seemed familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

didn't wait for Haiyue to think about it, the housekeeper next to her scolded her: "I didn't ask for peace when I saw the princess, and the princess didn't answer your questions, and I dared to look directly at the princess, there are no rules at all!" Come on, drag it down and fight! ”

"Princess, spare your life! Princess, spare your life! Haiyue hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy, she was about to say goodbye, why did she get into another beating.

Wen Xian raised his hand to stop the person behind him, turned his head and glared at Mama, who was silent and stepped back and didn't say more.

"What does my father-in-law want you to do? Get up and talk back. ”

"Thank you, princess!" Haiyue breathed a sigh of relief and got up numbly, not daring to look up at Wen Xian again.

Wen Xian stood up, pinned his hands behind his back, stepped on the bottom of the flower pot, and circled the sea moon twice: "Huang Amakua you write well, right?" ”

"The slave is terrified." Haiyue replied carefully, Jun has no jokes, the emperor praises her for good words, then she has to write well, otherwise she will be a bully.

But listening to Wen Xian's tone, she didn't seem to be unhappy, and she didn't mention the emperor's original words, so Haiyue didn't say much and waited to see what happened.

"I'm going to challenge you!" As soon as the words changed, Wen Xian suddenly said with a straight face.

"Slave and maid carving insect skills, how dare you make an axe and pollute the princess's eyes? Ask the princess to forgive the slave. ”

At this time, she must be able to push and push, and she didn't dare to act rashly until she couldn't figure out Wen Xian's temper.

But Wen Xian didn't want to listen to her nonsense, so she asked someone to bring a table, prepare the four treasures of the study, and write a "Bamboo Pavilion" smoothly.

"I didn't see the princess who wrote it a while ago, so I'll write it again." Wen Xian's tone makes it impossible to refuse.

"This ...... It's ......"

Under the persecution of Wen Xian, Haiyue had to drive the ducks to the shelves, picked up the pen, and wrote "Bamboo Pavilion" again according to her request.

When Haiyue finished writing and dried the ink, she stepped aside and asked the princess to take a look.

At the end, Wen Xian was silent for about a stick of incense, and the side hall was terrifyingly quiet during the whole process of her silence.

Haiyue was uneasy, not knowing what the little ancestor in front of her was thinking, so she had to wait nervously on the side, like a thorn in her back.

"Huang Ama is right, you won." Wen Xian looked at Haiyue's words steadily, and finally spoke, his serious face turned into a bright smile.

Haiyue Zhang's second head was confused, but he heard Wen Xian say: "Happy, this princess hasn't met an opponent for a long time since the third sister went to Mongolia!" ”

"The princess praised it falsely, and the slave didn't dare to be it." Haiyue's heart fell, and she looked at Wen Xian and felt more and more cute. This lady of the sky, both arrogant and talented, but not stingy, dares to face the shining points of others, how can she not be loved?

Among the princesses who are waiting for the word boudoir, Wen Xian is the elder, because of the Queen Mother, everyone is holding her, even if there is ink in her belly, she is afraid that she is clumsy in front of her, and everyone thinks that she is not tolerated. It turns out that these rumors are all false.

"Why don't I tell Huang Ama and ask you to come to me?" Wen Xian changed the title from "Princess Ben" to "I" at this time, narrowing the distance between him and Haiyue.

Haiyue replied with a smile: "Thank you for the princess's love, but if the slave and maid respond, I will be sorry for the grace of the noble." ”

"You know how to repay the favor, and I am not strong." Wen Xian's eyes became more and more appreciative when he looked at Haiyue, and his smile at her became much closer, "Then I will talk to you more in the future, and I will not object to the nobles." ”

Haiyue responded with a smile, and accompanied Wen Xian to talk before returning to Yanxi Palace.