A scholar’s ​​path to becoming a god

Ruan Lu's English is not very good, she can only communicate briefly, which is why she didn't speak much just now.

The aristocratic daughter who spoke to Princess Orillo was Xiang Junyao. Naturally, she wanted to smooth things over for Ruan Lu: "She said that the princess is getting more and more beautiful."

Xiang Junyao is wearing a dark green dress. Her eye color and hair color have not changed, but they are not inconsistent.

Sheng Zhiyu remembered that she seemed to be one-quarter British.

A trace of sadness appeared on Princess Orillo's cheeks, and she sighed softly.

Only then did Sheng Zhiyu have time to look at the legendary sleeping beauty in front of him.

She was very beautiful, with long reddish-brown hair and dark green eyes, like a blooming wild rose.

Sheng Zhiyu stepped forward and sat next to Princess Orillo: "What's wrong with the princess? She's sighing."

Xiang Junyao said: "The princess is about to turn eighteen, and she is worried that the curse will come true."

Sheng Zhiyu said: "As long as the princess doesn't touch the spindle, wouldn't it be enough?"

Princess Orillo was still very anxious: "I'm not worried about this..."

Sheng Zhiyu asked strangely: "What are you worried about?"

Princess Orillo looked at Sheng Zhiyu with her beautiful eyes: "Miss Yuyu, do you have someone you like?"

Sheng Zhiyu instantly thought of Gu Xingzhou and Qin Tian, ​​but in the copy, she couldn't reveal her thoughts, so she just shook her head gently: "Not yet."

Princess Orillo said faintly: "I have someone I particularly like..."

Sheng Zhiyu raised his eyebrows. This plot is wrong. Doesn’t Princess Orillo’s true love have to be born a hundred years later?

Or is this not a traditional script?

But she had no choice but to comfort her with words: "The princess will be an adult soon. Wouldn't it be nice to tell the king and queen and ask them to betroth you to that young man?"

Princess Orillo shook her head: "My father and mother will not agree..."

A good tea party is actually just chatting with Princess Orillo.

But no matter how they tried to enlighten her, Princess Orillo always looked worried.

Ruan Lu complained in a low voice: "This is not Sleeping Beauty, but Sick Beauty."

Soon it was night. Ruan Lu and Xiang Junyao did not go back. Instead, they crowded into a carriage with Sheng Zhiyu.

"This dress is really uncomfortable, it's going to strangle me." Ruan Lu moved her arms, "I feel like a puppet."

Sheng Zhiyu said: "If you bear with it a little longer, you can take it off when you go back."

Ruan Lu curled her lips: "Why did you think of choosing me this time?"

Sheng Zhiyu said: "It's not that I don't worry about you and Junyao."

Ruan Lu then smiled with satisfaction: "That's right. I thought you were going to choose the mentally retarded Qi Heyi again."

Although Sheng Zhiyu chose Ruan Lu and Xiang Junyao, he was also a little worried about Qi Heyi.

Except for Chinese, Qi Heyi's other languages ​​are rubbish, and his English level is not even as good as Ruan Lu.

Not to mention Chi Yan, he doesn't look like he can speak other languages.

If the two of them finish last, they will be eliminated.

But the choice has been made, and it’s useless to think about it anymore: “Don’t you think Princess Orillo is a little strange?”

Xiang Junyao's character is also very direct: "It's quite strange. I don't understand. Are all the princesses in these fairy tales stupid? They are predicted to be stabbed by spindles, so as long as they don't touch the spindles on their birthdays, who can Can she be tricked?"

Sheng Zhiyu shook his head: "The statement I heard was not on the day of her eighteenth birthday, but on the year when she turned eighteen. In other words, even after her eighteenth birthday, the princess will still be in danger.

I'm just curious, since she knew this prophecy, why would she take the initiative to touch the spindle? "

Ruan Lu frowned: "Could someone stab her with a spindle?"

Sheng Zhiyu thought for a while: "It's not impossible."

While he was talking, the carriage had already arrived at the Duke's Villa.

It is normal for noble daughters to have a good relationship with each other and spend the night at each other's homes.

Therefore, there is no problem for Ruan Lu and Xiang Junyao to stay here.

As soon as she entered the room, Ruan Lu took off her skirt and said, "I'm so strangled. I never want to wear this kind of clothes again!"

Sheng Zhiyu was much calmer. He found two sets of dresses from the closet that could be worn at home, and handed one to each of Ruan Lu and Xiang Junyao: "We will have dinner later, so you should change into them first."

Ruan Lu took the beige skirt and put it on: "It's much more comfortable. This is what people wear."

Sheng Zhiyu also untied his waist and took off the heavy petticoat underneath.

Ruan Lu's eyes were fixed on her: "Damn it, Sheng Zhiyu, your figure is too good, you can beat Gu Xingzhou and Qin Tian easily!"

Sheng Zhiyu put on a light green skirt and untied her hair: "Look at Junyao, she has a pretty good figure too."

Ruan Lu glanced at Xiang Junyao, who was bulging forward and backward, and then looked down at her Yima Pingchuan with some difficulty: "Why can you be so round and plump and have such a good figure?"

Sheng Zhiyu joked: "The more you rub it, the bigger it will become."

Ruan Lu expressed disbelief: "I don't know how many men I have slept with over the years. I still don't know if I can get bigger?"

After saying that, she looked at Xiang Junyao again.

Xiang Junyao twitched the corner of his mouth: "Don't look at it, I'm born with it. But Zhiyu's figure is indeed good. My frame is too big. Zhiyu's body proportions and body shape are the most perfect I have ever seen. ”

Ruan Lu was immediately discouraged because at least Xiang Junyao had breasts.

After changing their clothes, the maid came to order them to have dinner.

Sheng Zhiyu and the other three walked through the gorgeous corridor under the guidance of the maid.

The table in the restaurant is rectangular, but there is only one beautiful middle-aged woman sitting here. Judging from her appearance, she must be the duchess.

The Duke was nowhere to be seen.

Sheng Zhiyu was very smart and didn't ask any more questions. He just found a seat with Ruan Lu and Xiang Junyao and sat down.

The food on the table was very boring. Fortunately, they had all gone off grain and didn't need to eat at all.

Sheng Zhiyu pretended to cut the steak in front of him carefully with a knife and fork, but he didn't even take a bite into his mouth.

At this moment, bursts of laughter and laughter came from nowhere, and then it became more and more ambiguous, without any concealment.

Sheng Zhiyu was a little surprised, but seeing the duchess's face turning pale, she had a guess in her mind.

Could it be that the Duke had a lover in the villa and was having sex with her?

It's just that the Duchess didn't say anything, so Sheng Zhiyu naturally wouldn't rush forward and become cannon fodder.

She couldn't help but sigh that although the Duchess had reached middle age, her beauty had not diminished. The Duke went too far.

The meal ended in a strange atmosphere.

Seeing the duchess leave, Sheng Zhiyu and the others got up.

There were constant sounds in the villa. Sheng Zhiyu was a little curious and followed the sounds.