Chapter 73: Accompanied to the couch
Xiao Ce took a deep look at Qin Zhao: "Do you think you can be a lonely daughter at your age?" ”
I don't know what kind of brain structure she has, thinking about strange things.
"But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince thinks like that. My father doesn't care about my life or death, after I got married, Zhao Yu's negative man also treated me as air, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince hated me to learn the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I didn't have that kind of talent, and I didn't have that kind of time. If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is free, find someone else to cultivate, I really am not this material. When Qin Zhao saw that he had said this, he simply said it clearly.
"How do you know if you don't learn? Lone will find you the best teacher, and there are cabinet scholars and Zhan Shi ...... in the palace."
Qin Zhao saw that the more Xiao Ce said, the more outrageous it became, and he hurriedly stopped: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince loves to laugh and laugh." How can a big man like a cabinet bachelor have time to guide a small man like me? By the way, the folk girl forgot to tell His Royal Highness the Prince, and when the Dragon Boat Festival passed, the folk girl planned to leave the palace. In such a short period of time, the folk girl can't learn what piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. ”
"Your body is not well maintained, so you can't leave the palace easily. Leave the palace, wait until you are completely well before making plans. Xiao Ce rejected Qin Zhao's proposal without saying a word.
As soon as Qin Zhao heard this, he became even more depressed.
How can she be like this, she has to go through Xiao Ce's permission to leave the palace? She's not his backyard woman.
"The people's body is much better." Qin Zhao said weakly.
She hadn't forgotten that she was still faking her illness, and that argument didn't seem convincing.
"Every once in a while, that's a lot better?" Xiao Ce's expression was serious, and he didn't dare to look at Qin Zhao's "sick face" in disagreement.
Qin Zhao was speechless again, he would have known that he would not pretend to be sick.
"You are in poor health, your foundation is weak, and the toxins in your body have not been completely removed, so you might as well recuperate in the palace for a few days. Wait until you're completely well, and then it's not too late to leave the palace. Xiao Ce said, his attitude gradually hardened: "This is Lone's order, you have to obey!" ”
Qin Zhao pursed his lips, at this time, he knew the shelf of the Duan Prince.
And his words are reasonable, and she can't refute them yet.
She realized that a few of the attendants were too quiet, and when she looked around, she found that several of them had strange expressions.
She looked at herself and Xiao Ce again, and this chat was indeed a little ...... when it came to the couch Overdone......
As an old antique, Xiao Ce has always been a rule-abiding, why doesn't he know how to avoid it at all now?
She secretly looked at Xiao Ce, Xiao Ce turned his eyes to look at her, and the eyes of the two were facing each other. She suddenly blushed a little, and asked in a low voice, "Don't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince think it's strange for us to lie on the couch like this?" ”
After all, there is a difference between men and women, he is still the crown prince of the dynasty, and he does not accompany a bunch of women in the East Palace, but accompanies her to the bed, she feels embarrassed.
"What's so strange? Didn't Lone and you meet on the couch early in the morning? Xiao Ce disagreed.
Qin Zhao chose to keep his mouth shut silently.
It's also ha, I can only blame them for knowing each other on the couch, and the two continue to deal with each other on the couch, which is just an ordinary thing, if you want to blame it, she has a starting point too high.
Zhang Jixiang was too impacted, he went out of the inner room, and he needed a little time to slow down.
When Baoyu came out, she saw Zhang Jixiang pounding the wall, and she asked puzzledly, "Doesn't Zhang's hand hurt?" ”