"Who is Ling'er's mentor? Are you studying a summoner or a illusionist?" The queen asked her question, all eyes focused on her.
In the Red Flame Continent, people with a small family background will find a mentor for their children.
You don’t have to be personally taught, you just need to have a title. Therefore, those with a little strength have several or even dozens of apprentices under their names.
"What does the summoner do? What is the instructor?" When Gong Lingye said this, the expressions of the upper two changed slightly, but Beicheng Jue did not seem surprised.
"It's really a legendary waste, I don't even know this." A slightly soft voice came from the entrance of the hall, and it was an eleven or twelve-year-old boy with a delicate appearance and luxurious clothes.
Being bluntly spoken of as a waste, Gong Lingye didn't intend to swallow his anger.
"What is waste? Do you have to know everything to not be regarded as waste? Then I want to ask you, did the world first have chickens or eggs?"
The young man looked at his brows for a while, and finally glared at the person who asked the question.
"Make Xuan, don't mess around, this is your nine-sister-in-law." Even if the emperor spoke, he didn't see this kid giving her a good face.
Bei Nong Xuan, the current eighteen princes, is also the youngest prince, titled Xuanzang.
Seeing him sitting down next to Bei Chenjue, Gong Lingye guessed that their brotherly relationship was not shallow.
"Nine brothers, since the marriage has been decided, I won't leave you more for my brother, and Saibei can't be left without an owner. When do you plan to leave?"
Want to catch him so soon? That won't work.
She still has a lot of things left to do. Isn’t it too cheap to leave like this because of the “great love” that the group of people in the palace have for her
"Didn't you promise me to live for three years before going back? I'm still young, so you have the heart to let me leave my hometown?" She always does things that are beyond everyone's expectations.
"If you marry your husband, don't Miss Gong even understand this truth?" The emperor was angry.
Let alone three years, he would not agree for three months.
Gong Lingye looked at Bei Chenjue with an innocent look on his cheeks, and suddenly said, "Marriage requires parents to match me. He is not my husband now, and who knows whether I will regret the marriage."
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Bei Lin Ji slapped her palm on the table, shaking over several pots of dim sum.
It was not only the emperor who stared at her angrily, but also the eighteen princes.
"Gong Lingye, this is the palace, this is the prince, not a place where you can frolic!"
Gong Lingye took it without thinking, "I can't, then you can? You are so anxious to drive us away, are you worried that I don't want your brother, he will become an old bachelor? Don't worry, I won't want him. of."
"..." Everyone's thinking was messy at this time.
"Brother emperor forgive me. Ling'er is still young and doesn't understand the severity, so she must be taught strictly when his subjects return. Moreover, in the world, the master of Saibei is the emperor. How dare the ministers claim to be the emperor. It's nothing more than to protect the peace of one party." Bei Chenyu lowered his head and looked over from Gong Lingye's line of sight, just to see the arc of his lips that seemed to be non-existent.
She is not for him, but for herself.
"Three years won't work, then three months. The prince taught me that it will take time. This cake is so beautiful, I want to take it home and eat it slowly, can you empress?"
Gong Lingye's speed of changing the subject was amazing, and even the emperor couldn't even intervene.
She carefully took a piece of each pastry, wrapped it in silk and put it away.
"Bei Chenjue, I'm sleepy, let's go back." She stretched her hands, walked to him and pulled his sleeves.
All this looks so natural and so weird.
"Brother Nine, you really are leaving, wait for me, Brother Nine!" Bei Nongxuan followed and chased out.
"Brother Nine, are you confused and want to marry this kind of woman..." Before he finished speaking, he received a cold look. Why does she seem to be different from just now
"What kind of woman? You don't even know whether there is a chicken or an egg first, and you are ashamed to say me!"
Bei Nongxuan couldn't say a complete sentence for'you' for a long time, but seeing him squeezed his hands into fists, it was obvious that he was very angry.
Riding on the carriage back home, Gong Lingye spread out the silk and arranged all the cakes in a straight line.
Then, under Bei Chenyu's surprised eyes, they tried them one by one. She ate very slowly, as if she was tasting, but she ate very little, almost just dipped in bits and pieces.
"It's not poisonous." After eating all the cakes, Gong Lingye muttered to himself.
"Why do you think this is poisonous?" Bei Chenyu slowly approached, and Gong Lingye raised his head, the distance between the two was only one finger.
"Yes, how could he be so stupid to kill you directly with poison. Your brother is so strange, a stupid like a pig, and a shrewd like a fox." Gong Lingye finished speaking, leaning on the cowl and closing his eyes to rest.
If there was a slight chuckle, it ended the conversation.
In the next three days, Gong Lingye never saw Bei Chenjue again, and she was happy too.
Xiaoyao Palace is different from other mansions, with ordinary decoration and mediocre design. It cannot be compared with other mansions at all.
Moreover, except for her, all men in the palace are all men.
"Steward." Gong Lingye shouted at the door when he ran out of breakfast.
"What's the princess' order?" The steward Li Fu was forty, well-proportioned, and steady on his feet.
"Who is in charge of the moon silver in your mansion, when can I get it?" At the palace house, she can still receive such a small amount of moon silver. She should be able to get a very rich moon silver in the palace.
After all, it's hard to move without money. This point is the same whether it is in the previous life or in this life.
Li Fuqing cleared his throat and took out a bunch of keys. "This is the key to the accounts of the palace. The old slave is in charge of all the income and expenditure of the palace. Princess, although you live in the palace, you cannot take over the accounts before you get married, so you don't have any money."
Gong Lingye's eyebrows jumped sharply and went around a big circle, just to say that she is an outsider who is not qualified to control money, and she can't
She is not rare!
"In that case, I want to go out. There should be no regulations in the palace that the future princess cannot enter or leave the palace."
Without waiting for the steward to answer, Gong Lingye crossed him and walked straight to the corridor.
"Wang Hao, wait a minute!"
"Why, do you want to stop me?" Gong Lingye put his hands behind his back, his fingertips jumping with green light. She doesn't mind teaching the housekeeper, what to do and what not to do.
"No, no, the old slave just wanted to tell you that the door is here and you are going in the wrong direction."
Cough~ Gong Lingye's eyebrows twitched, and he quickly changed direction.
Looking at her back, Li Fu grinned.
This little princess is very interesting, maybe she can really walk with his master.
On the streets of the capital, Gong Lingye walked and watched, looking for a place to make money.
She laughed out loud, she was dignified and happy, and she still needs to come out to make money.
"Little brother, do you want to make money? I have an admission card for Fengyun Tower. Will you help me return it?"
Gong Lingye glanced at himself, then at the bearded man in front of him, accepting an ingot of broken silver and the bronze medal blankly.
The sign is engraved with the word Fengyun, and there is a number on the corner, five.
When she found Fengyun Tower, her eyes lit up.
The sign at the door reads Fengyunlou's rules, accepting tasks to make money, which she likes.