Overturning the World

Chapter 9

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It was only half a month into winter, and all the plum blossoms in the back garden of the palace were in full bloom. The three wives wore fox furs to keep warm, and sat in the gazebo in the back garden to admire the plum blossoms. The previous scene of choking each other as soon as they met has never happened again. The three of them gathered together and talked with each other with smiles. Looking at them from a distance, they were surprisingly harmonious.

This situation seems to have started since that day when someone lived in the side room next to the prince's master bedroom.

The three wives who are not alike in appearance, when they met in the past, they would either fight each other or sneer at each other, but now they are standing on the same line and unanimously speaking.

Since Rong Shu became king, he has repaired this mansion in the capital. In the magnificent mansion, there are only three masters, one King Jing, and two other wives. Now there is not only one more wife, but also There is also a different existence. Ever since the mansion was fully repaired, the side room next to the master bedroom has been there all the time. Since someone cleans it carefully on weekdays, someone must live in it.

The three ladies were clear in their hearts, but since no one lived in them all the time, they relaxed their hearts, unexpectedly, they relaxed a little too early.

Even the concubine is not registered, and there are people living in that house.

What's even more exasperating is that the lord said he was sick these days and didn't go to court early, and he was at home leisurely, but he was really sick, but he was just to accompany that little coquettish fox.

"Sisters, tell me, that little hoof is really worrying. It's the first time I've seen the prince pampering someone so much."

In this huge mansion, in the eyes and hearts of the three of them, there was only one person, but they never thought that that person would be seduced by a little fox whom they had never even seen.

"Sister's words are wrong, the lord, whoever spoils someone, is that person's blessing."

As soon as these words came out, they immediately provoked a few cold snorts.

Su Xin is a newcomer and has no qualifications to speak, so she can only listen quietly when the two ladies are talking, but when she hears these words, the look in her eyes is a little darker .

"The two elder sisters are both from a high school, how can they teach a servant to compare them to each other? If you swallow this breath, there may no longer be a place for the three of us in this mansion."

This is not a good thing to say, but it is also the truth.

The prince has already stayed in the mansion for several days, he spent the whole day in his study teaching the girl how to read and write, or ordered his mother to teach her etiquette, but when he was teaching etiquette, he had to stand by and watch with his own eyes. No matter who looked at it, they all felt that the prince was in love.

The prince who is the dragon among men, when will he treat a person so well.

At that time, in the study of the palace, Rong Shu was teaching Yao Guang how to read and write. He spread out a piece of white paper on the mahogany desk, swiped a pen, and after a short while, a majestic "banquet" appeared on the paper.

He pointed to the word and said, "This word is called Yan, next, you have to learn this word!"

Yao Guang stared at the pastries on the desk, unable to move his eyes away.

Hearing Rong Shu speak now, he nodded casually.

Rong Shu followed her gaze, his face darkened, and he said sharply, "If you can't learn this word today, throw these pastries out and feed them to rhubarb."

Rhubarb is a dog raised in the backyard of the palace. He likes to chew on bones, and he doesn't even look at food other than bones.

Yaoguang puffed her cheeks and shook her head: "Dahuang doesn't like this!"

She knew that this man treated her well and would never starve her, so she pushed forward.

Yao Guang was about to reach out to grab the pastry, but Rong Shu dropped his pen and walked outside, his back actually looked a bit sad.

She stretched out her hand, but withdrew it abruptly, staring at the huge smudged ink dots on the white paper, she was speechless for a long time, her expression seemed a little helpless.