Quick time travel: Did the big villain succeed in chasing his wife today?

"Squeak", the door opened.

A thin man stood there, under the moonlight, he looked even thinner.

"Your Highness..."

"Mr. Xinyuan, happy Mid-Autumn Festival." The woman was dressed in a full dress, and she obviously came down from the banquet. She was standing there with a smile on her face and handed over a food box.

The moonlight sheds a clear brilliance, as if Chang'e of the moon palace has descended to the mortal world.

"Master Aragaki?"

Xin Yuanchen didn't answer, pressed his hands on the door, looked at the floor, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness."

He paused, as if he had made up his mind: "Your Highness, don't come again, it's bad for His Highness's reputation."

The smile on Guan Zhenzhen's face disappeared, and her expression became serious.

"I have a bad reputation."

As a princess, she has the courage to divorce and flaunt herself everywhere. She is truly unprecedented and unprecedented.

She took a step forward, pulled Xin Yuanchen into the room, and closed the door.

Coachman: "..."

He quickly looked around, fortunately, this place is considered remote and there are no people there.

He looked up at the sky, Mid-Autumn Festival, for the sake of His Highness, it's fine that he can't go home, he's still squatting here by the wall.

Dark Guards: Aren't we the same?

In the room, Guan Zhenzhen pulled Xin Yuanchen into the room and pushed him on the chair.

Xin Yuanchen's ear tips were already red, and he was struggling.

"Your Highness..."

Guan Zhenzhen sighed helplessly and let go of him.

"As long as you walk straight and sit upright, why are you afraid of other people's gossip?"

"me……"

Xin Yuanchen watched Zhen Zhen put things on the table.

"It's getting late, you should go to bed early." Guan Zhenzhen finished speaking and left.

Xin Yuanchen was stunned, awakened by Zhen Zhen's door closing.

Why does Her Highness the Princess treat herself so well?

……

When Feng Luo heard this question, the corners of his mouth twitched: "You can't fail to see that she likes you, right?"

Guan Fengluo's grandfather was the former prince. He was just a concubine. Although he was of royal blood, he was no different from ordinary people.

In addition to having a good skin.

A young man ostentatiously passing through the market, with handkerchiefs and sachets piled up in his arms.

"How, how is it possible?" Xin Yuanchen muttered.

"How is it impossible?" Guan Fengluo drank a bowl of wine, wiped the wine stains with his sleeve casually, his clothes were half open, looking suave and suave.

"Feel with your heart and don't be afraid of losing."

Those who have nothing are not afraid of losing.

Xin Yuanchen lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time.

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【Zhenzhen, why didn't you go to find Xin Yuanchen? 】

[Going too often is counterproductive. 】

Guan Zhenzhen is drawing with charcoal, which is different from the traditional Chinese paintings of this era, this is a comic book.

In addition to teahouse storytelling, she hopes to open up another way of publicity.

If you want to popularize comics to the public, you must first reduce the price of paper and printing.

"Your Highness, Mr. Zhao has arrived."

Guan Zhenzhen put down the brush: "Let him in."

"Grassman Zhao Lin pays homage to Her Highness the Princess!" Zhao Lin knelt down and kowtowed to Zhen Zhen.

"Get up."

In Zhao Lin's heart, it was a lie to say that he was not worried. He didn't know why this beautiful princess summoned him, a small person.

"Young Master Zhao's family makes paper?"

"Back to Your Highness, yes."

"Ben Gong accidentally learned of several methods of making paper." Guan Zhenzhen took out a piece of paper, snow-white paper, with a warm touch, and the ink marks on it were clear.

"What do Mr. Zhao think?"

"This paper is very suitable for printing books!" Zhao Lin was very excited, "If the price is not too expensive, it will definitely attract students!"

"It's good enough." Guan Zhenzhen nodded with a smile on her face.

Zhao Lin realized that this was in front of the princess, and instantly calmed down: "Your Highness, forgive me, the grass people lost their composure in a moment of excitement."

"It's okay."