Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

It rained heavily all night.

The next day, the rain still hadn't stopped, Song Le took a look at the rain, and ordered someone to push the sedan chair into the palace, and stay in the mansion to rest.

Unexpectedly, this rest is not the other rest, and finally sneaked a little lazy in the afternoon, but was carried by the woman to the study to practice calligraphy.

"Mother, if Le'er doesn't practice well, her hands will hurt." Song Le had a bitter face and forced her to act coquettishly.

Just kidding, the ancient characters are really complicated and difficult to write, a densely packed book can take half of her life!

The woman smiled helplessly, and was about to speak, but was suppressed by a majestic voice at the door: "It's no use acting like a baby, I have to correct your dog crawling word today!"

Song Le was shocked.Is it too much, Dad?

However, less than two seconds after the cheeks puffed up, Song Le froze as soon as the tall and serious man walked in, shut up resentfully, obediently asked A Bao to grind the ink, and pretended to pick up the brush.

The man just came back from the palace, walked over quickly, glanced at the words she wrote just now, and snorted coldly, he really hated iron and steel.

The woman also shook her head and smiled helplessly, and said earnestly: "Le'er...you will be a princess in the future, how can you not even write well, don't you think so?"

Lu Zhizhi laughed when he heard the words, heaved a sigh of relief, rubbed her head, and said helplessly, "Don't do this next time."

The gentle young man who was happily called was startled, then couldn't help showing a joyful and doting smile, walked over quickly, touched her forehead worriedly, and asked, "Why did Le'er suddenly have a headache?"

Song Le wanted to say no.

And when did it become popular to read characters but not people?She, she has a charismatic personality!

Her father is really a roaring emperor!

Obviously he is not a small prime minister, but he doesn't have too much heart, he only cares about his family, country and world.

After all, Haiyan and Heqing are now, the world is peaceful, and the emperor is a Mingjun, who can listen to advice and make decisions.

……

However, it is also excusable.

——Ah, yes, the excuse for her resignation today is that she has a headache.

All these make the ministers in the court mostly capable people who only care about state affairs.

It's a pity that no one knows at this time that the national teacher had arbitrarily calculated disasters for Lu Xing, but he couldn't say it - he couldn't kill him, but fate destined him to turn this country upside down sooner or later, shrouded in darkness and restless.

"Brother Zhizhi!" She had never been so happy to see Lu Zhizhi.

I endured it, but I couldn't hold it back, and muttered in a low voice: "What's the use of writing the words?"

Among them, there is no shortage of her father, who sat in the current position all by virtue of ability and patriotic enthusiasm, not by roaring.

A man's growling voice immediately came from the top of his head: "What's the use of asking?! Even a word is written as if this dog gnawed it. How can His Royal Highness like you?"

It was Lu Zhizhi.

While practicing calligraphy in pain, Song Le sighed with emotion.

Then it's best not to look at it.

Song Le felt guilty: "Actually, I just saw that the rain was too heavy, so..."

Song Le practiced calligraphy all afternoon with kidney deficiency, and when she was about to pass out, someone finally came to rescue her.

"..." Song Le felt aggrieved.

"How?"

Such a simple dynasty background is really rare.

"Don't make me worry for nothing."

Song Le was stunned.

Then he looked away uncomfortably, tried his best to return the atmosphere to the normal channel, and said with a playful smile: "Okay, I understand, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

As soon as the words fell, the tip of the nose was scraped lightly again: "Don't call me that either."

"..."