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Chapter 57: That girl is not good at cherishing youth

The year of marriage.

In Princess Gaoyang's eyes, Fang Ying is a coward.

On weekdays, when he saw his stupid appearance and vulgar martial arts figure, Li Shu felt disgusted and wanted to vomit!

But she has no choice.

This marriage was arranged by the emperor.

But for some reason, Fang Ying suddenly changed... He broke into the thatched cottage and criticized the monk of the machine. The domineering and calmness he showed at that time, Li Shu was still shocked when he thought about it...

As for Master Bian Ji.

Who doesn’t want to make friends with such gentle and elegant monks?

Especially when he entered the thatched cottage, smelled the faint sandalwood and tasted the thick fragrant tea, Master Bian Ji's already handsome face became more attractive...

Li Shu felt that his face became hotter and hotter.

My head was dizzy.

Master Bian Ji loomed in the smoke, making her approach involuntarily. Even if Qingye moved her bed tent into the thatched cottage...

Until Fang Ying broke in.

She woke up suddenly when the cold wind blew.

...

Princess Gaoyang stroked her forehead gently.

The shadow of Monk Bianji is blurred in memory, but Fang Ying's image becomes clearer...

He entered the poetry meeting and played the flute.

He drank fine wine and recited crazy poems.

The boring elm lump suddenly became vivid.

Not only that, he also became invincible, killing several Turkic assassins in one fell swoop, shocking everyone.

"House wins! Why?"

Princess Gaoyang's eyes were red, and complexity and resentment flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"I just changed my mind about you, but you ignored me..."

"Why!"

"This palace has a noble status and is even more favored by saints... Who dares to disrespect me in the entire Tang Dynasty?"

"Why do you dare to treat me like this!"

The more Li Shu thought about it, the more angry he became.

Fang Ying used to be timid and timid, and she felt annoyed.

Now Fang Ying has changed his cowardice in the past and has become tough, and even moved out of the princess's mansion. In theory, it is not easy to see or be upset...

But why is my heart always empty?

This anger of worrying about gains and losses made Princess Gaoyang feel extremely unfamiliar and at a loss.

"Princess, are you okay?"

Xiangling also saw something wrong with her and asked carefully.

"What can I do with this palace?"

Li Shu said with a cold face and disdainfully: "You still praise Fang Ying. Isn't he just writing two sour poems? What's so great about it?"

"Princess, not two songs..."

Xiangling whispered.

"Hmm?" Li Shu was stunned for a moment, raised his head and asked, "What does it mean? Tell me more clearly."

"Princess, the entire Chang'an City has spread today..."

Xiangling paused for a moment and said carefully: "Last night, the courtesan of Mengchun Tower, Miss Shishi combed her out of the house, made friends with poetry, and recruited guests who came into the curtain... The prince-in-law..."

Having said that.

The little maid dared not say anything.

She found that Princess Gaoyang's face was so gloomy that it was a little scary.

"Summary!"

Li Shu gritted his silver teeth and squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "What did Fang Ying that waste?!"

"The prince consort...he wrote a poem..."

Xiangling said with a tough forehead: "The name of the poem is called "The Gift of Shishi", which shocked the audience directly and was recruited into the boudoir by the courtesan lady..."

Bang--!

Princess Gao Yang slapped the table in anger and stood up.

"House win!"

Her eyes widened, and her anger changed: "He...he dared to carry me on his back and be romantic and happy with the brothel woman!"

"I'm so angry!"

"I'm so angry!"

While angry, there was a hint of grievance in his voice.

Xiangling, the eldest maid who knew the truth, could not guess what her princess was thinking, so she hurried forward to comfort her.

"Princess, don't be angry."

"Or... let's take the prince-consort back!"

"Come back?" Princess Gao Yang was stunned for a moment, then shouted angrily: "Xiangling! Are you crazy? Why are you taking that cowardly back?"

"Oh, princess!"

Xiangling stomped her feet and said anxiously: "Now the prince-consort is different now. He can spit out the beautiful poems with his mouth, which has alarmed the entire Chang'an..."

"If you don't take him back, how many charming people will tease him outside!"

When I heard this.

Princess Gaoyang became even more angry and screamed: "Even if he is reincarnated as a poet, I don't care about it!"

"Princess, don't regret it..."

Xiangling bit her lip and said with a slight : "Today, a brothel in Pingkangfang has sent invitations to the prince-in-law and invited him to write poems in the building."

"What?!" Princess Gao Yang's delicate body trembled and she shouted, "How could this be?"

"You are golden branches and jade leaves, no wonder you don't know the whole story."

Xiangling sighed softly and said, "The courtesans in brothels are all proficient in poetry, songs, and singing. All they lack is a poem, a poem that can make them famous, but the prince-consort can write poems. … …”

Having said that.

Her little face turned red as well.

Fang Ying’s change not only touched Princess Gao Yang, but also touched her heartstrings... As the princess’s personal maid, sooner or later she will go to Fang Ying’s bed.

The key is that the prince consort is also very strong.

The maids in the Princess's Mansion all said in private that men like the Prince Consort would be very powerful... This can be seen from his nose and buttocks...

But the princess hasn't eaten yet.

How could it be a maid's turn?
Chapter completed!
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