After the divorce, the princess was forced to raise a sickly villain

On April 26, the weather that had been gloomy for three consecutive days finally cleared up.

The air is fresh and the sun is shining in the morning.

After Chu Qinghuang got up and washed up, she walked out of the palace wearing a tunic robe and saw five young masters who were as beautiful as flowers and jade waiting in the wide courtyard.

They really all have their own styles, and each one is more handsome than the other.

Chu Qinghuang looked at them in silence. He couldn't say that they were all dressed up. He could only say that the clothes the five of them wore were more expensive and elegant than the last, and they looked like immortals and noble princes.

Of course, it is Hongyu who is still the most conspicuous, dressed in red.

"Greetings to Her Royal Highness, the eldest princess. Her Royal Highness is a thousand years old!" The five people bent down and saluted at the same time, showing elegance, nobility and good demeanor.

Chu Qinghuang said nothing.

Although the original owner was not very bright, she had a good sense of aesthetics. If she could focus her aesthetic energy on other things, she would not have committed suicide early.

"There are rumors outside that you are all Israeli servants and have no shame. It's better for you, as if you are afraid that others will not know your identity, you dress up like this..." Chu Qinghuang coughed lightly and said in a calm tone, "I don't know. I thought you were really going to enter the palace draft."

"If the one sitting firmly in the palace is Her Majesty the Queen, it is not impossible for us to enter the palace for the draft." Chu Lingchuan smiled gracefully, "Your Highness's servants all have a happy-go-lucky temperament. They have food, drink and clothing, so they will I am satisfied, and my life is more leisurely than the koi fish in the lake. Your Highness does not have to worry about their intrigues and intrigues. "

"We are willing to be His Highness's back garden." Hong Yu raised her watch loyally, "When Your Highness has nothing to do, you can sit in the garden and enjoy the scenery. Peonies have the nobility of peonies, plum blossoms have the pride of plum blossoms, and lotus flowers have The holiness of the lotus..."

"Are you a lotus or a plum blossom?" Qi Ling turned his head and asked, "Would you like to write some poems for His Highness?"

Hong Yu frowned: "What I mean is that we are all His Highness's back garden. We each have our own style. We are all loyal to His Highness and have deep admiration for Him. Your Highness can -"

"The rain and dew are all wet?" Qi Ling frowned, "Besides this word, do you have any other words?"

Hong Yu choked: "Even if I change a hundred words, doesn't it still mean the same thing?"

Qi Ling sneered.

"I have no ambitions." Hong Yu firmly identified his goal, "Anyway, I will devote myself to His Highness in this life. I will be His Highness's person when I live, and His Highness's corpse when I die——"

"If you die, drag it to the dogs." Chu Qinghuang said calmly, "What do I want with your body?"

Kureyu looked shocked and hurt: "Your Highness is so heartless."

The other four people held their foreheads and barely looked at them.

Chu Qinghuang stepped down the steps of the palace and walked out, followed by Fu Cang silently.

The five maids turned around and followed them, as if they were participating in a beauty contest. Even the maids and guards passing by the eldest princess's mansion couldn't help but look at them a few more times, secretly saying that Your Highness is really lucky.

Two luxurious and spacious carriages were parked outside the gate of the eldest princess's mansion.

Qi Ling and others walked outside and stood in silence, watching the carriage.

"Two carriages?" Hong Yu was indeed the first to speak, "How do we ride?"

"I will ride with Fucang." Chu Qinghuang's voice was calm, and it was obvious that there was nothing difficult to arrange. "You five will share a ride."

Hong Yu couldn't believe it: "There are five of us?"

Chu Qinghuang frowned: "What are your opinions?"

Hong Yu shrank his neck: "It's not that I have any objections, it's just that I feel like sitting together like this... it looks like pulling a cart of goods..."

They are all lambs waiting to be slaughtered, waiting to be sold into a brothel to receive customers, which greatly affects their demeanor as handsome men.

"Okay, it would be nice to have some seats." Zhong Zhongjin turned around and walked into the second carriage, "If you are dissatisfied, just walk behind the carriage. If there is one less person, we will be less crowded."

Hearing this, Hong Yu frowned immediately: "You were just walking behind me. Walking such a long distance made me sweat -"

"Are you dripping with sweat?" Wen Zhan's mouth twitched, "Hongyu, do you want to read more books?"

Chu Qinghuang ignored the fun of the few people starting to bicker again and stepped onto the first carriage. After Fu Cang also got on the carriage, the carriage started to drive slowly and started heading towards Ling's house.

Seeing this, Hong Yu stood on her toes, fluttering in red clothes and climbed into the carriage. She lifted the curtain and bowed before getting into the carriage.

The interior of the carriage is very spacious and can accommodate five people without feeling crowded. After Hong Yu sat down, Wen Zhan and Chu Lingchuan quickly entered the carriage. After sitting down, Chu Lingchuan hesitated for a moment: "I remembered something. "

Four pairs of eyes stared at him.

"What happened?" Wen Zhan asked with a smile, "Did something fall behind?"

"No." Chu Lingchuan frowned slightly, "The legitimate son of the second wife of the Ling family is called Ling Jing...right?"

All four heads nodded in unison: "That's right."

"My name is Ling Jing."

"I think he doesn't even deserve the name Ling Jing. If he dares to think of our Highness, he should be called Toad instead." Hong Yu snorted coldly, "Don't even look in the mirror to see how virtuous you are."

Chu Lingchuan looked at him thoughtfully: "Young Master Hongyu just showed off his good Qing Kung Fu. I wonder who he can learn from?"

"Qing Kung?" Hong Yu frowned, with a confused and puzzled expression on his face, "What is Qing Kung? How can I have Qing Kung? Mr. Jin must have read it wrong."

Chu Lingchuan's expression paused: "Master Jin?"

Hong Yu coughed: "You heard me wrong, Mr. Chu."

"I'm young, my ears should be fine." Chu Lingchuan turned to look at the other three people, "What do you think?"

Qi Ling calmly said: "Hongyu is talking about Mr. Chu."

Wen Zhan and Shen Chongjin nodded: "It is indeed Mr. Chu who heard wrongly."

"Really?" Chu Lingchuan smiled, "Then just think I heard it wrong."