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

The men on the corridor walked into the flower hall one by one. The first one to come in was Wen Zhan, who was dressed in a cloud-colored robe that was elegant and outstanding. After entering the flower hall, he bowed respectfully again: "Wen Zhan, the bastard of the Wen family, greets Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Chu Qinghuang's eyes fell on his face and she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

Bastard of the Wen family?

With such a demeanor, she really didn't believe that he was the bastard of the Wen family.

After bowing, Wen Zhan lowered his eyes and stood aside. He was respectful and noble. He didn't seem to notice Chu Qinghuang's scrutiny of him - well, even if he noticed, he just pretended not to know.

"I heard that you are well-educated?"

Wen Zhan was slightly stunned. Her Royal Highness the Princess cared about his knowledge?

Shouldn't she be most concerned about what he wore today and whether his appearance suited her eyes?

Chu Qinghuang's mouth twitched, and she took a sip of the teacup. Sorry, she had no interest in his appearance or dress.

"My knowledge is OK." Wen Zhan was as humble as possible, even with a cautious attitude, "Thank you for the compliment, Princess."

"I didn't compliment you." Chu Qinghuang said, "Next."

This tone is like an emperor selecting a beauty...

Qi Ling silently complained in his heart. Qi Ling, dressed in a flowing white robe, seemed a little bolder than Wen Zhan. After entering the flower hall, he dared to look up, but when his eyes met Chu Qinghuang's, he quickly lowered his eyes and said respectfully: "Qi Ling, the bastard of the Qi family, greets the Princess."

Bastard of the Qi family?

Chu Qinghuang paused, wondering if the original owner particularly loved the bastard, or because the bastard was easy to bully and could not resist being abducted into the mansion?

It took a very short time to recall it in his mind.

Qi Ling was originally a bastard of the Zhenbei Palace, and the Zhenbei King was one of the kings of different surnames in Xiqi. He once held military power and was very popular. The title of king was hereditary. However, when the emperor ascended the throne and Lin Ao became the regent, the power and status of the Zhenbei Palace were not as good as before. It was severely weakened by the Lin family, and this generation has long lost its former glory.

However, a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

The Zhenbei King still has the power of 100,000 soldiers and horses in his hands. He is comfortable with his fiefdom. The Zhenbei King is a romantic figure with seven or eight legitimate and illegitimate sons. Among them, the eldest legitimate son Qi Yun will undoubtedly be the new king in the future, and Qi Ling is the most outstanding one among the illegitimate sons, which naturally caused Qi Yun's dissatisfaction and fear.

When Chu Qinghuang forced Wen Zhan into the palace, Qi Yun saw that she liked handsome men, so in order to please her, he took the initiative to send Qi Ling to Beijing.

At this time, Chu Qinghuang looked at Qi Ling's handsome face and always felt that there was something strange.

In the original owner's impression, the illegitimate son of the Zhenbei Palace is better at martial arts and strategy than the legitimate son. The legitimate son Qi Yun was afraid of him, so he tried every means to send him to the capital, and managed to let Chu Qinghuang see him, and then he was naturally brought to the princess's mansion. At this time, looking at Qi Ling's demeanor, it is indeed easy to arouse fear.

Chu Qinghuang twisted her eyebrows and said lightly: "Next."

The third person who came in was a young man in a blue satin robe. His facial features were relatively plain, not as elegant as Wen Zhan, nor as handsome as Qi Ling, but he looked quite comfortable. He looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, indifferent and restrained, not too ostentatious.

"Shen Chongjin, the illegitimate son of the Shen family, greets Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Another illegitimate son?

Chu Qinghuang took a sip of tea: "Next."

The last boy who came in was so beautiful that it was unbelievable. He was wearing a red dress that was eye-catching. His eyes were clear and bright, hiding a bit of arrogance. His skin was white and smooth, and his figure was slender and tall. He was obviously the youngest among the four. He was definitely a beautiful boy.

This boy was bought by Chu Qinghuang at the auction. His name was Hongyu.

Although he was young, his temper was obviously not very good. Even if he deliberately made an expression of lowering his eyebrows and eyes at this time, he could not hide the rebelliousness that flashed across his face.

It was quite interesting.

Chu Qinghuang secretly thought that the original owner was very lucky.

The servants who were forced into the mansion not only had outstanding looks and demeanor, but also had powerful abilities... In comparison, Feng Jinzhi, who was once the only favorite, had some advantages in status, but was completely outdone in other aspects.

If it was not arranged by someone with a purpose, she would not believe such a coincidence.

Just as he was thinking, a respectful voice came from the corridor outside: "Prince Consort, please be careful and walk slowly."

Chu Qinghuang raised his eyes slightly and saw Feng Jinzhi walking with the help of a servant. His steps were unsteady, sweat rolled down his pale face, and his eyebrows were tightly knitted, looking particularly painful.

The four servants obviously saw Feng Jinzhi's white face, and their expressions were all subtle.

Chu Qinghuang called the Prince Consort over today. Was it to torture him intentionally, or did he want to continue to acknowledge his identity, or... just beat him and give him a sweet date?

Is this abuse or sweet love?

Feng Jinzhi walked step by step. He was sweating all over after walking a short distance. He really suffered a lot in the past two days. His face was pale. Not only did he hurt badly in his back, but his knees also hurt. At this time, he was just holding on and didn't let himself fall down. He had already scolded Chu Qinghuang in his heart.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he resisted the urge to walk into the flower hall, suppressed the urge to yell at Chu Qinghuang, and saluted stiffly towards Chu Qinghuang: "I greet Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"My Lord." Hong Yu lazily reminded, "Her Royal Highness the Princess has been canonized as the eldest princess by the Emperor, so you should say 'I greet Her Royal Highness the eldest princess'."

Feng Jinzhi's face darkened, and he had to repeat: "I greet Her Royal Highness the eldest princess."

"No need to be polite." Chu Qinghuang said indifferently, "Everyone, please sit down."

As soon as the voice fell, Hongyu chuckled.

Everyone's eyes turned to him at once.

Chu Qinghuang also looked at him expressionlessly.

Hongyu pursed her lips and held back her smile: "Sorry, I just think that the situation of the Prince Consort is really miserable now, and it may be a bit difficult for him to sit down."

Feng Jinzhi's face was extremely ugly in an instant: "You are so presumptuous!"

This young man is not afraid of death.

Chu Qinghuang thought calmly, but couldn't help but raised her lips.

Fighting for favor in the backyard might be a very interesting drama, which can make this cold mansion more lively, although she knew that these servants were probably not ordinary characters.

But it doesn't matter, she can wait slowly, waiting for them to show their true colors one by one.

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