The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

Xiao Yurong's acquiescence attitude made Zhao Xuanjing still a little unaccustomed.

"The teacher said that Sister Mo is different from ordinary people. She was not healthy since she was a child, but she was very strong. She never bowed her head to anyone. She didn't seem to be of high background, but she lived arbitrarily. She was extremely talented and no matter what she learned. It’s extremely fast, such a genius, yet I haven’t been able to see one side, which is a shame.

Zhao Xuanjing's eyelids twitched.

"I think you'd better find a daughter-in-law early." Zhao Xuanjing glanced at him deeply, showing sympathy.

"What's this? Is it because the senior sister is not in good health? Although the teacher said a few years ago, she also said that she can still support it?" Xiao Yurong was immediately very excited.

Under tension, he directly grabbed Zhao Xuanjing's wrist.

Zhao Xuanjing frowned and glanced at his wrist, and then squeezed it aside in disgust: "If you are suitable, the teacher would have matched it for a long time. How can there be no movement for so many years? Since the teacher does not speak, he even prevents me from waiting to meet with him. It’s the heart that made you die."

The teacher was very fond of Mo Chusheng.

When I taught them in the early years, I didn't want to mention a few words in my mouth.

But every time Xiao Yurong said that he would invite the master sister to come to the capital for a gathering, the teacher's face changed.

Obviously, in the teacher's mind, Xiao Yurong is not a good match for Mo Chusheng at all.

Besides, the mahogany sword...

Zhao Xuanjing thought of the surprise when he received the gift, and felt incredible.

The sword blade was so skillful and even a bit pierced, and the things carved on it were not very smooth, like a toy made by a child.

He has always wondered if this item was accidentally delivered by mistake.

Or, Sister Mo has already married, and this peach wood sword is a plaything made by the children in the family, for them to have fun with?

How could Xiao Yurong give up so easily.

"I want to hear Senior Sister Mo say this in person." Xiao Yurong was still very persistent, "Besides, I wanted to learn from a teacher in my life, teach and educate talents, and travel the world. Don't worry, if Senior Sister Mo doesn't look down on me. , I will not pester her either."

Zhao Xuanjing snorted, he didn't worry at all, so how could he be relieved?

"But you, as the prince, should have made the prince's concubine early. Now that you have been delayed for so many years, the emperor has allowed you to stay here. If you really want to stay in this position, shouldn’t you also have something to inherit from your heirs? Xiao Yurong frowned and began to preach again.

Zhao Xuanjing leaned back and looked a little more casual.

"No hurry." Zhao Xuanjing said.

Xiao Yurong glanced at the prince's arm subconsciously.

Zhao Xuanjing is particularly keen on this kind of gaze.

It’s just that sometimes, he was too lazy to care, and at this moment he knew that Xiao Yurong was not malicious, but his interest was still missing a bit, he put the chess piece back into the box, and his slender posture stood up. For a moment, he was a little bit more oppressive. atmosphere of.

Xiao Yurong couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If the prince's hand is good, why worry that there are not many eternal kings in this world?

I think that when the prince was eleven years old when he was a teacher, he learned Yanyan, no one can compare him, he can speak well, and he can both ride and shoot. Even the teacher said that in this world, except for Mo Chusheng, the prince is the most favored by him.

It's a pity that God is jealous of the wizards.

When Xiao Yurong thought about it this way, he felt His Highness glanced at him.

In an instant, my heart felt cold: "I'm thinking of my Sister Mo..."

There is no silver three hundred taels here.

"Don't forget, that is also the lonely senior sister. Senior Brother Xiao still accepts this idea. Otherwise, the teacher will have to write a letter from thousands of miles to let Gu clean the door for him."