You break off my engagement and I dig your ancestral graves

After nightfall, Xiao Su returned.

In the past few days, he had been leaving early and returning late. The Wu family suddenly came to Yecheng, so he naturally had to be fully prepared to deal with it.

After that incident happened that year, out of filial piety, my father failed to kill the Queen Mother and just sent her to Jinling.

Firstly, it was his father's desire to take revenge for killing him, and secondly, the Wu family behind the old woman was really a headache.

Although they have become more law-abiding over the years, rats are just rats, so how can they remain calm and not steal things?

As soon as he stepped into the study room, he heard a burst of sighs and admiration.

When Wu Xu heard the noise, he stood up hurriedly and danced the object in front of Xiao Su without fear of death. His expression was astonishing and he was full of praise.

"The princess's painting skills are unique. Although he is different from ordinary painters, he has his own style, which can be said to be unique."

"It's such a pity that His Highness was not here that night."

Xiao Su glanced at the end of his eyes, with a cold wind, and said with a sneer, "Sir, are you very free?"

As he spoke, his hand reached out involuntarily, and Wu Xu immediately protected it like a treasure, with a look of reluctance on his face, "It was a gift from the princess, so it is inconvenient to give it to your highness."

"Sir, must you have forgotten that this is the Prince's Mansion, and everything here is alone." Obviously, his words had no effect on Xiao Su, and the other party directly used his identity to suppress him.

Wu Xu: "..."

Tang Yang, who was standing outside the door, glanced back furtively, clicked his tongue, and shook his head in sympathy.

simple.

What do you think of His Highness?

gentleman? Isn’t this a lame person who has the best legs? Whimsical.

Tang Yang lowered his head and smelled his own scent, then stood up straight and continued to guard the door very well.

Wu Xu was surprised by the way he took things by force, and what he said was reasonable. When he was in a trance, the things were taken away.

Cui Yingying and Han Jie worked another night shift this time, and the topic of discussion was not Dudou, but the matter of leaving Yangxian County after the end of the month.

It is urgent to catch the flower picker.

But when she went to Yang County, she had to dig up the ancestral graves of Wei Shuyan's family along the way.

"Brother Han, do you have anything else to add?" The girl stepped on the bench, holding the pen in her mouth, and asked with raised eyebrows.

Han Jing frowned and had a deep expression, as if he was thinking about something important. He stared intently at what the girl had drawn on the rice paper and the densely written plans.

After a long time, with her expectant eyes, she pointed to that place and asked, "What is this word?"

"..." Cui Yingying stumbled and almost knocked over the stool. She knew that Han Ji was illiterate, but she didn't expect that he was so illiterate.

It seems that Dachu’s literacy work is still not done well enough.

"This...this is your name!" Cui Yingying said stumblingly.

Han Jing looked like he was overjoyed to see his wife. He picked up the rice paper and looked at it carefully, with an unstoppable smile on his face. "What does my name look like?"

"Jun, right?" Cui Yingying is also very receptive, and she quickly got together with him.

"Handsome, these two words are domineering, just like me, majestic, not bad." Han Ji was full of praise.

"Brother, didn't you ever know that your name was written like this?"

"I can't even read, how can I write my own name?" Han Jing said confidently and without any shame.

His brothers did not dare to write his name.

"Then how did you take orders when you were doing business before?" Cui Yingying asked curiously.

Han Jing was immersed in his domineering and mighty name and said without raising his head: "It's organized!"

Later, he went on his own, and the younger brothers he recruited were all literate.

Cui Yingying rolled up her sleeves and patted her chest, "Then I will teach my eldest brother to write his own name in the future."

The two hit it off immediately.

Zhao Chou, who passed by the two people's earth-shattering conversations countless times outside the door, was refreshed with new knowledge every time. She poked inside in disbelief, and the corners of her mouth twitched fiercely.

The princess herself is still half-assed, but one dares to teach and the other dares to learn!