The assassin's princess is actually my aunt

Chapter 142 The Prince Who Doesn’t Go Through the Front Door

In the main courtyard of the Princess's Mansion, Leng Xinmo was writing leisurely. Leng Xinmo was not good at playing the piano or painting.

She could only play a few songs according to what her teacher said.

It's just a forced song, without any emotion.

His paintings are crude and totally devoid of talent.

But unfortunately, both calligraphy and chess are top-notch.

Ah Xiu opened her eyes wide and carefully looked at the words written by her own princess, feeling a surge of admiration in her heart.

I couldn't help but exclaim: "The princess's handwriting is so good!"

The princess's handwriting is unique, totally unlike that of ordinary ladies, it is delicate and graceful.

But it has a unique, majestic charm.

Unlike Yue'er who was illiterate, A Xiu also learned to read and write for a few years under the influence of housekeeper Shi.

She could see that the princess's seemingly casual strokes were as vigorous and powerful as a swimming dragon.

The lines are strong and upright, and the ink color is rich and deep, giving people a feeling of being heroic, grand and overwhelming.

Such a font is really eye-catching.

It is said that handwriting reflects the character of the writer. It is amazing that one can write such amazing words.

It seems that one can feel the princess's lofty ambitions and extraordinary temperament deep in her heart.

Yue'er was not as complicated as Ah Xiu thought. Although she was illiterate, she could still tell that the handwriting must be very good.

Yue'er thought, she is worthy of being her princess, how did the saying go.

Yue Er clapped her hands and grinned, "The princess is truly a man of both literary and martial talents, and she is extremely talented! Even her handwriting is so extraordinary!"

Ah Xiu pursed her lips and smiled as she watched Yue'er perform.

At this time, Gu Yi's voice sounded outside the yard.

"Princess, there are two people outside the door asking to see you..."

"Two people?" Leng Xinmo asked.

"Yes, one of them said his name was Juechen." Gu Yi responded.

Leng Xinmo kept writing, and his eyes flickered slightly.

"Bring him in!" Leng Xinmo said indifferently.

"Yes!" Gu Yi turned around and walked to the gate.

He said to Juechen and the other man, who was obviously frightened, "Please come in..."

"Thank you!" Juechen bowed.

The other man, looking into the ancient's sharp eyes, trembled slightly.

He took two quick steps and caught up with Juechen who was walking in front.

Gu Yi stood at the door for a long time, and only went in and closed the door after making sure that there were no suspicious people following him.

In the main courtyard, Leng Xinmo looked at Juechen, who seemed like a different person, and another man who seemed familiar.

After a while, he raised his eyebrows: "Xiao Wu?"

The timid man, like a frightened bird, his knees went weak and he fell to the ground with a thump.

He hurriedly saluted: "Slave...slave Xiao Wu, greets the princess..."

The young man in front of me was originally very charming and lovable.

He suddenly transformed into a thin, rough-skinned, uneasy, young boy!

Not only that, even Juechen seemed like a completely different person.

His original handsome and elegant appearance disappeared.

Instead, there is the image of a rough, bold and unrestrained warrior.

When Leng Xinmo saw this, a strong curiosity suddenly surged in his heart.

She couldn't help but look at Xiao Wu and asked, "Do you know the art of disguise?"

Leng Xinmo thought to himself that, compared to this, the disguise skills he had mastered seemed to be slightly inferior.

After hearing Leng Xinmo's question, Xiao Wu nodded with a red face.

He replied in a whisper, "My Lord, it was just a coincidence. I have learned some tricks of disguise before."

However, Leng Xinmo knew very well in his heart that it was impossible to reach such a superb level.

It's absolutely impossible that it's as simple as just learning a few tricks.

"Get up..."

Xiao Wu responded softly: "Thank you, Princess..." and then stood up and stood beside Juechen.

Leng Xinmo looked at Juechen and asked in a cold voice, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Ever since Juechen and Juexin knew her identity.

Perhaps in order to avoid causing trouble for himself, he never took the initiative to look for her in the princess's mansion.

But today, he came to the Princess's Mansion rashly and even brought Xiao Wu with him.

It seemed that there was something important, or even that he couldn't wait for her to go to Yong'an Lane.

As expected, Juechen said with a stern face, "Master, it's Xiao Wu. He has something important to report to you."

Juechen paused for a moment, glanced at Xiao Wu who looked nervous, and continued: "It's about Prince Yi..."

"Wait a minute." Leng Xinmo raised his hand and shouted, "Tian Er!"

The shadows of the trees swayed, and a light figure flashed out from the tree and landed in front of Leng Xinmo.

"The princess!"

Leng Xinmo said calmly: "Call your master here..."

Tian Er's eyes quickly swept over Juechen and Xiao Wu.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Yes...Princess." Tian Er turned around and was about to leave.

However, at this moment, Leng Xinmo's calm and indifferent voice came from behind again:

"Tell your prince not to use the front door. I'm sure your prince is very familiar with this!"

When he said the last few words, Tian Er clearly felt a sense of gnashing of teeth.

thump...

Tian Er, who was flying over the wall, suddenly stopped and fell to the ground.

Not going through the front door?

Tian Er muttered to himself, Princess, you said so.

Wouldn't it make people think that our prince is the kind of bohemian person who would climb over the wall and secretly meet with his lover?

Although in fact, the prince of their family did often climb over the wall to enter this place.

At this moment, Tian Er really wanted to look up and sigh:

"My Lord... do you know what kind of image you have in the eyes of the princess?"

Tian Er came and went quickly, and those who came back with him were Prince Sheng, who did not go through the main gate, Tian Yi, and Prince Rui.

Today, Qian Wu Yu happened to discuss something with Qian Wu Shang and stayed in Prince Sheng's Mansion.

After hearing Tian Er’s report, he was so excited that he had to come along.

Qian Wushang frowned and slowly sat down beside Leng Xinmo.

His eyes, sharp as an eagle, swept over Juechen and Xiao Wu with deep inquiry.

"Juechen pays respect to Prince Sheng, Prince Rui..."

Juechen already knew it the last time in Yong'an Lane.

The cold and majestic man in front of him is the third prince of Qianyao Kingdom, Prince Sheng.

And this romantic and unrestrained master is the Sixth Prince, Prince Rui.

Meeting again at this moment, I still can't help feeling a little nervous.

Xiao Wu keenly noticed that there was a hint of displeasure in the look Qian Wushang gave him.

Suddenly I was filled with fear and my body began to tremble uncontrollably.

He quickly followed Juechen and saluted Qian Wushang to show his respect.

Qian Wushang's expression seemed extremely solemn, as if he had foreseen certain things were about to happen.

Perhaps, he had already received some information in advance, so his mood was naturally not very good.

Seeing this, Leng Xinmo reminded: "You can say it now..."