Before Zhao Ning could speak, Chen Shimei walked in quickly, his eyes full of disbelief.

Seeing him entering the room, Zhao An panicked for a moment, but seeing Chen Shimei's expression, the panic quickly disappeared without a trace. She looked at Chen Shimei, raised her eyebrows, and said sarcastically, "What?"

"Are you distressed?"

Zhao An walked up to Chen Shimei step by step, stared into his eyes, and said domineeringly: "I am a princess of a country, so what if I kill a woman?"

The veins on Chen Shimei's forehead were throbbing, and the tenderness of the newlywed Yaner was completely blown away by Zhao An's words.

Qin Xianglian was his original wife, who gave birth to his children and supported his parents. Now that he has remarried the princess, his relationship with Qin Xianglian for more than ten years has been broken with a letter of divorce.

Ask yourself, he feels guilty towards Qin Xianglian, otherwise he wouldn't have given her so much money to make her life less sad in the future.

He feels guilty towards Qin Xianglian, why not towards the princess?

So he persuaded the princess gently these few days, so as to teach the princess to calm down a bit.

Unexpectedly, the princess not only did not calm down, but became more and more violent as he retreated step by step.

Chen Shimei looked at Zhao An, who was dressed in brocade clothes, and his eyes gradually turned cold.

Seeing that he was silent, Zhao An thought he was still guilty, his face changed, and the words he said became harder to hear.

The atmosphere in the room was almost stagnant, Zhao Ning quickly pulled Zhao An, and stood between the two.

She smiled apologetically at Chen Shimei, and said, "I'm getting mad at the imperial sister, and I hope the son-in-law will forgive me."

She didn't call Chen Shimei's name directly, but called her son-in-law.

Chen Shimei looked at Zhao An as if she hadn't heard it, and said without any warmth in her tone, "You sent someone to kill Xianglian?"

Zhao Ning frowned slightly, Zhao An heard the sound of Xianglian, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, shook off Zhao Ning's hand, pointed at Chen Shimei and said, "So what if it's someone from my palace? I can't wait She dies!"

"And you, Chen Shimei, don't forget, without Ben Gong, you are nothing!"

"Sister Huang!" Zhao Ning pressed Zhao An's hand, and before he could speak, he heard Chen Shimei's voice laughing angrily: "Without you, I would still be the champion of the new department handpicked by His Majesty."

Zhao Ning finally turned around, looked at Chen Shimei and said, "Chen Shimei, can't you say a few words less?"

Chen Shimei said: "A'Ning, Xianglian and I have been husband and wife for more than ten years. We have no grievances or enmity with the princess, but the princess wants her life. If you..."

"You also know that Qin Xianglian and you have been married for more than ten years. Why didn't you think of the relationship between her and you for many years when you wrote the divorce letter?"

Zhao Ning interrupted him, his eyes were calm: "After marrying the imperial sister, you broke up with Qin Xianglian again, where do you put the imperial sister?"

"Chen Shimei, do you know that Qin Xianglian is now suing my imperial sister for robbing her husband and killing her! The world only thinks that the royal princess is powerful and oppressive. Who would think that my imperial sister is also a miserable person. Qin Xianglian is pitiful, isn't my imperial sister pitiful? ? Throughout the ages, which generation of princess married a scholar to be a child?"

"Chen Shimei, have you ever been in awe of the royal family!"

Chen Shimei's face turned pale.

There were two or three applause outside the house.

Zhao Ning was startled, and glanced outside, Empress Dowager Liu came to the courtyard at some point, surrounded by palace eunuchs and eunuchs.

"Ning girl is right."

Empress Dowager Liu said indifferently, her voice was the majesty of someone who has been in high position for a long time.

Zhao Ning saluted quickly, and Zhao An ran over crying.

"Queen, you have to make the decision for my son."

Zhao Andao.

Empress Dowager Liu touched Zhao An's face, noncommittal, and squinted at Chen Shimei, who was kneeling on the ground with her shoulders trembling imperceptibly.

Empress Dowager Liu withdrew her gaze and waved at Zhao Ning: "Ms. Ning, why don't you come over? Is it possible that you want Ai's family to help you in person?"

Zhao Ning got up, and Zhao An was next to Empress Dowager Liu on the left and right.

After entering the room and sitting down, Empress Dowager Liu patted Zhao Ning's hand and said, "Your imperial sister is reckless, but fortunately you are by her side."

Zhao Ning smiled, and Empress Dowager Liu said again: "You did a good job."

Zhao Ning was about to speak, but the attendants came back and forth: Eight Sage Kings and Bao Zheng visited.

Empress Dowager Liu narrowed her eyes: "It came so fast."

Empress Dowager Liu said to Zhao Ning again: "Ning girl, you haven't left the cabinet yet."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Chen Shimei and continued: "Don't listen to these dirty things."

Zhao Ning retreated obediently.

Empress Dowager Liu has been in power for many years, and Yu Wei is still there. Even if the emperor Zhao Zhen comes, he will give her a three-pointer, and no one will play tricks in front of her.

With her here, Zhao An would restrain his temper to some extent and listen to the persuasion of his servants.

Zhao Ning felt at ease.

As soon as he left the house and walked to the garden, he saw Zhan Zhao was also left outside by Bao Zheng, standing in the peach grove with his sword in his arms.

The maids in the Princess Mansion always have their eyes above their heads, and today there is Empress Dowager Liu in the house, they ran to show their courtesy in front of Empress Dowager Liu, and no one went to greet Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao stood under the shade of the flowers, and the sun shone down. He was dressed in red and had black hair. He was in the same scene as a courtyard full of flowers, and he didn't look abrupt at all.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhan Zhao turned around, the sunlight hit his face through the flower branches, and his outline turned into a faint golden color.

"Princess." He said.

It is not surprising that Zhao Ning will appear here.

Zhao Ning covered his chest, the person in front of him couldn't be more beautiful.

The cumbersome skirt was quite large, spreading all over the floor, and the flower branches were entangled in the phoenix tail skirt embroidered with peony flowers. Zhao Ning stopped in her tracks.

Zhao Ning tugged the hem of the skirt lightly, and the flower branch pulled out the gold embroidery thread.

Zhao Ning's face was reddish, Zhan Zhao had always been careful, noticed the clue, and walked over.

Zhan Zhao squatted on the ground, looked at the flower branches, and commented honestly: "The skirt of the princess is too long."

The blush spread from the side of the face to the earlobe, Zhao Ning responded vaguely, Zhan Zhao pulled out the Juque sword, and bit by bit removed the flowers and branches that caught the golden thread.

Looking up at Zhao Ning again, her pink cheeks are rosy, her eyes are full of beauty, she is in her prime, the most beautiful appearance of her daughter's family.

Rao is that Zhan Zhao is not a person who admires beauty, and he has to admit that she is indeed the most beautiful woman he has ever seen.

It's a pity that flowers are easy to lose when they bloom, and beauties are easy to die.

Thinking of this, Zhan Zhao frowned almost subconsciously.

Under the sun, Zhao Ning smiled lightly: "I have Lao Zhan to protect me."

Zhan Zhao closed his eyes, stood up, pointed to the bamboo pavilion in the garden and said, "Go there."

Zhao Ning nodded.

The two walked one after the other, and Zhan Zhao realized how careful Pang Yu was.

Zhan Zhao has long been used to walking at a fast pace when he travels in the Jianghu. After entering the officialdom, he also walks at a fast pace when patrolling the streets.

And Zhao Ning lived in the palace for a long time, the noble daughter of the royal family is dignified and virtuous, but she is not in good health, and her actions are half a point slower than others.

Zhan Zhao, who is used to walking fast, was not used to the two of them walking together.

But this situation didn't last long. When Zhao Ning noticed Zhan Zhao's unnaturalness, he speeded up. When he raised his head to talk to him, he raised his toes slightly so that he didn't have to keep his head down.

Suddenly, Zhan Zhao noticed that Zhao Ning seemed to be a little taller than before, and he couldn't help feeling a little puzzled, and heard that her footsteps were flimsy, not as light as the wind in the past.

After a little thought, he knew what Zhao Ning had done.

Zhan Zhao frowned again.

In all fairness, Zhao Ning is indeed different from other royal women, she does not bully others with power, nor is she extravagant, even for thousands of years, she has not been contaminated by the bad habit of raising face heads that royal women have not been famous for.

Except for physical reasons, spending some money on nourishing medicine every year is really a princess who saves too much trouble.

It's just that this trouble-free princess seems to be different to everyone?

Zhan Zhao is not a stupid person. He has seen Zhao Ning and Bao Zheng having a good conversation, but in the conversation, she maintains a proper royal demeanor, not superior, but also has a slight distance, so that people will not think that she is weak and can be bullied .

But Zhao Ning treated him more cordially and familiarly than Mr. Waiting Bao.

Zhan Zhao asked himself, once the reckless people in the rivers and lakes joined the officialdom, Yu Guo had no merit, Zhao Ning's inexplicable familiarity and consideration made him a little puzzled.

Arriving at the Nanzhu Pavilion, Zhao Ning rang the wind chime in the pavilion with ease, and the little maid who heard the sound came over unhurriedly, and when she saw that the person in the pavilion was Zhao Ning, she ran over in a hurry, A face full of smiles: "Princess."

Zhan Zhao and Bao Zheng were in a hurry to leave the house, they hurried to the Princess Mansion without even taking a sip of water.Just now, wandering around the garden for half a day, I wanted to ask the maid to pour a cup of tea. When the maid saw him, she snorted and left, let alone bring tea and water.

Looking at the maid who is constantly courting Zhao Ning, Zhan Zhao's eyelids twitched unconsciously.

It turned out that this was the difference between a fourth-rank guard with a knife and a super-rank princess.

Zhao Ning looked at Zhan Zhao with gentle eyes: "What would Guard Zhan want to drink? The Yangxian tea here by Miss Huang is pretty good."

Before Zhan Zhao could answer, the maid smiled and said, "My lord, Yangxian tea is a tribute tea. This year is no different than in previous years. There is less tea from the local government, and the princess only got a small pot."

The implication is that Zhao Ning can drink it well, but Zhan Zhaoyijie's fourth-rank guards can't drink it.

Zhan Zhao couldn't help laughing, Zhao Ning glanced at the maid, and said in a tone of joy and anger, "I want to drink."

That was Zhao Ning, whom Zhan Zhao had never seen before. His brows were stretched, his eyes were vaguely majestic, and his voice was undeniably decisive.

Zhao Ning's finger wearing the gemstone bracelet clasped the tabletop once and for all, and the gemstone collided with the tabletop, making a crisp sound.

Zhao Ning raised his eyebrows and said to the maid, "Yangxian tea, four-season hazelnuts, and lotus leaf dew."

A thought suddenly came to Zhan Zhao's heart: This is the real Princess Shouning.

The author has something to say: Ah Ning: Why did you tear down my desk when I was dating a man?

It's hard to tear down the people who agreed ╭(╯^╰)╮

Zhan Zhao: So...to a man?

Aren’t we talking about making tea?⊙ω⊙

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