Early in the morning, accompanied by the crisp cry of the birds in the trees, Xue'er's long eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly woke up, opened her eyes, and what came into her eyes was the table, Xue'er sat up in a daze, and the "click" door was opened, and as soon as Yimeng entered the door, she saw Xue'er sitting on the ground, so she hurriedly helped her up: "Princess Niangniang, how can you sit on the ground, it will catch a cold." Xue'er racked her brains to recall, and suddenly said angrily: "Isn't it the good prince who "loves the people like a son" in your mouth." ”

Yimeng asked while dressing up Xue'er, "What about ...... Then last night, the prince ...... Did you stay here? ”

Xue'er said disdainfully: "That kind of man, how far and how far to roll!" As soon as these words came out, Yimeng was frightened and said, "You can't say this, the princess is not the Prime Minister's Mansion!" looked at Cher with a sad face. Xue'er also knows that after all, it is on someone else's territory, and if she says the wrong thing, she may even take her life. He said embarrassedly: "Ahem, I was a little out of shape just now." Is there any point in whether the prince has it or not? ”

Yimeng's little face twisted into a ball, and she almost knelt down without crying, she said: "Princess Niangniang, whether the prince stays overnight proves whether you are favored or not, and it is directly related to your status in the palace in the future!"

Xue'er smiled bitterly: "That's the point? Well, it might be about to disappoint you. "What's so good about the iceberg man, why did you stick it on him one by one? Hot face sticks to cold ass. Hmph, I haven't settled accounts with him yet! Soon, Xue'er finished dressing up, because she was already *, so Yimeng combed Xue'er with a cloud bun. Even if it is *, combing different buns can't hide Cher's beauty.

I saw that she was wearing a light green robe, with a string of pearls hanging around her neck, her face was extremely white and tender, like cream, as if she was about to drip water, her eyes flowed, and her eyebrows were slender. Her voice is soft and tactful, her demeanor is charming, coupled with her bright eyes and bright teeth, and her complexion is fair, she is really an outstanding beauty.

After dressing up, Xue'er calmly asked, "Where is the prince?" Don't tell me that guy is in court, I don't believe it if he kills me. Yimeng hurriedly replied: "Back to the princess, the prince is in the study." Xue'er frowned: "Don't call me princess, I can't afford it." Not used to it. Who knows, Yimeng panicked and knelt down: "Don't do it, this is not etiquette." Xue'er held her forehead and waved her hand: "That's it, get up!" Hearing Xue'er's words, Yimeng dared to stand up and asked Steward Zhou to take Xue'er to the study.

There are white marble pillars in the four corners of the room, the walls around are all carved from white stone bricks, the blue curtains ripple with the wind, and the blue marks stand in this ten-meter-high building.

Xue'er scolded secretly: "Loser." There is such a big treatment if you don't go to court. ”

Xue'er asked, "This palace is quite big!" Steward Zhou said respectfully: "Back to the princess, this palace was prepared by the emperor and the queen for the eighth prince." Xue'er raised her eyebrows and said secretly: "This guy is quite favored, no wonder he can't go to the early court." This time, Xue'er was energetic, and she was too curious, so she asked the identity of the eighth prince thoroughly, and Steward Zhou didn't tire of talking.

It turned out that the eighth prince, the ninth prince and the eleventh prince were born to the emperor and the queen. Xue'er gave each of the three of them four words, the eighth prince is as cold as an iceberg, the ninth prince is suave, and the eleventh prince is talented, but he feels his conscience and speaks, Mo Zixuan is eight buckets high, can be literary and martial, and can be called the first beautiful man in Xuanyue, he takes advantage of it and sells well. I despise myself a little, my temper is so "stinky", and then the housekeeper's words made Xue'er's thoughts change greatly!

Steward Zhou said that his prince did not understand martial arts. Xue'er scolded secretly: "Go and what nonsense are you talking about, who believes it, that guy doesn't know martial arts, and he doesn't believe it when he killed his sister, he doesn't know martial arts?" His cold aura and eyes full of evil aura and momentum? It's a good reason to deceive! Are you all blind? Don't know martial arts, but can also point points? Butler, dare to love your prince and even lie to you! I despise him, I despise him, so hateful, I have stood for so long, my feet are almost numb. Xue'er quietly listened to the housekeeper's "deeds" about a certain master, who knew that Xue'er had scolded Mo Zixuan seven or eight hundred times since she knew that Mo Zixuan "couldn't" martial arts. In this way, Xue'er scolded all the way to the door of the study.

Steward Zhou said respectfully: "Back to the princess, the prince is inside." Xue'er nodded, exhaled like an orchid, and said lightly: "Thank you for the housekeeper leading the way, I know, you can go and get busy." The housekeeper kindly reminded: "That, princess, you have to call yourself "Bengong" in front of our subordinates, and you have to call yourself "concubine" in front of the prince...... Who knew that the housekeeper had not finished speaking, Xue'er said politely: "Steward Zhou, it's okay, I have never regarded you as subordinates, to be precise, I will never treat people as subordinates, unless I despise them the most, despise the most, and hate them, I will treat them as subordinates, okay, I will ...... your words Root...... Hongu will pay attention. Sure enough, the self-proclaimed "Bengong" Xue'er felt awkward. The butler was deeply moved by Cher's words, and no one had ever thought of a subordinate like them. Then he silently retreated.

Xue'er stood at the door, calmed down, couldn't help but rush in and scold Mo Zixuan for being bloody, pretending to be a lady, and said secretly: "The hateful Mo Zixuan......"