Various lives in fast time travel

Chapter 760 The Little Princess of the National Teacher 9
Aoyama has automatically made up a bunch of messy things in his brain.

Nothing!

Qingshan quickly put away all the messy thoughts in his mind, put the letter back into the envelope and took it to someone who was waiting anxiously.

Meng Gui paced back and forth in the study room, and all he could see in his mind was the figure of Susu lying on the recliner.

The waiting time is always difficult, in order not to think too much, Meng Gui took out a brush and drew something.

The colors slowly dotted on the drawing paper, and the picture of the beauty lying under the peach tree was completed.

Meticulous lines, just the right color, it would be even better if the peach blossoms are in full bloom.

Meng Gui could imagine that the pink peach petals were falling on her body, and the face, embellished with that beautiful face, was even more eye-catching.

Meng Gui simply painted the peach tree as if it were in full bloom, with petals flying in the air. There was an extra petal on that pretty and gentle face, making it look much more lively.

Meng Gui hung up in satisfaction, admiring.

At this time, Qingshan finally came back, and there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Master, master."

Meng Gui turned the painting around to make sure that Qingshan would not be seen when he came in, and he stood in front of the desk, "Come in."

He was calm, as if the person who was obsessed with painting just now was not him.

Calm, calm, calm.

Qingshan opened the door and saw Meng Gui like this, as always.

It's just that there are traces of painting left on this table, including the pink color that was mixed, and I don't know what the master painted.

Meng Gui looked up at Qingshan, "Is there any news?"

"Yes." Qing Shan replied respectfully, and took out the envelope in his arms and handed it to Meng Gui.

There was a flash of joy in Meng Gui's eyes, and he was afraid.

The joy is that I finally know who she is, and the fear is that she belongs to someone else.

"Go back."

"Yes."

After Qing Shan left, he closed the door, and he was the only one left in the study.

He just wanted to experience this nervous feeling by himself.

Meng Gui stared at the envelope. He had always been calm and composed. Nothing could make his calm heart waver.

Meng Gui put the envelope on the desk, looked around, landed on the painting, and looked at the little face.

Meng Gui had the courage to pick up the envelope again.

turn on.

Take out the letter paper.

After rubbing it with both fingers for a few times, it finally opened.

After a few seconds.

'Meng Gui's strategy value +3, the current strategy value is 11. '

Meng Gui's mood eased down.

She is the third princess, not a concubine...

But after seeing what happened next, Meng Gui's heart tightened again.

No wonder looking at his thin body, he must have suffered a lot.

Having seen Susu's face, Meng Gui thought more, because with such a beautiful face, living with a little girl must be more difficult than ordinary people.

If she accidentally ran into a local ruffian again, how could this delicate and weak girl resist.

Meng Gui couldn't imagine how they lived...

An emotion called distress spread in Meng Gui's heart.

'Meng Gui's strategy value +2, the current strategy value is 13. '

It's all that old emperor!
This petite and cute little girl can be so cruel!
Especially this noble concubine, who actually wanted her to replace her stupid daughter in marriage!
How does this work!
Meng Gui's intention to bring down the old emperor became even more serious.

He thinks the prince is good, as for the second prince, don't mention it!

What is the meaning of the imperial concubine?

Meng Gui read the contents of this letter several times, and he had already memorized the contents.

'Meng Gui's strategy value +1, the current strategy value is 14. '

Finally put the stationery away and put it in the box.

He called Qingshan again and asked him to investigate more carefully, he didn't want to miss anything about her.

(End of this chapter)