He looked down at the snack box in front of him.

Same as before, same as before.

So don't be anxious, don't be anxious, it won't work out, it's just like that person whose name was at that time. His fiancé even called him, but in the end nothing happened.

A smile appeared on the corner of Qin Hu's mouth, and he stretched out his hand to caress the snack box.

Cheng Jiaoniang, it will be the same this time, right, right?

Two days later, as the Supervisor of Ceremonies walked through the door of the Cheng family, the news of the marriage between Prince Jin'an and Mrs. Cheng finally spread, and the whole city suddenly became lively again.

From the fight for the oiran in Desheng Tower, it suddenly became a story about love and marriage. Before everyone could wake up from the story, the polygamous hatred of the hot-blooded young people in Desheng Tower almost pierced the hearts of the entire capital.

, my heart has not yet settled, suddenly the matter has been settled, and an unexpected person appears.

Royal relatives, princes, clans.

After all these twists and turns, there were civil and military statuses, powerful officers and horses in the yamen, and even royal family members. Around this Mrs. Cheng, the identity and origin of Mrs. Cheng could be written into a separate book. For a time, the storytellers in the entire capital went crazy.

, working day and night without sleep and forgetting to cook, he wrote various versions of the story of the marriage of a fairy lady, and gave lectures separately in the luxurious building of the main store of Qiaotou teahouse.

In the palace, Prince Ping's lessons are still going on. No matter how busy the court affairs are, Prince Ping will not drop his homework.

"This is really quite a scene."

Prince Ping's sneer made Chen Shiba Niang, who was writing on the side, stop her hand and look over.

The little chamberlain stood aside from Prince Ping and nodded with a flattering look on his face.

"Yeah, I said everything, it's simply unbearable..." he whispered.

A gloomy smile appeared on Prince Ping's face.

"Seeking benevolence will lead to benevolence. Since your majesty has agreed, I will naturally congratulate the prince." He said neither salty nor lightly.

At this point, he noticed Chen Shiba Niang's gaze and stopped talking.

"Your Highness, you don't need to practice calligraphy deliberately now. Just pay a little attention when writing." Chen Shiba Niang said with a smile.

Now she mainly teaches calligraphy with the little princesses in the palace. Compared with the smart and diligent Prince Ping, the princesses have to spend more time.

Prince Ping shook his head gently.

"In the art of learning, you must not slack off for a day. There is no limit to learning, and I dare not be complacent." He said, "Madam, you still have to worry about it."

Chen Shiba Niang nodded with a smile.

"His Highness is so embarrassed to many scholars," she said.

"Mrs. Miao Zan." Prince Ping said, although his expression did not indicate that he thought she was being ridiculously complimentary.

"It's not a compliment, it's really rare for someone like His Highness to study consistently as before." Chen Shiba Niang said, "Many people in this world are different from what they appear to be. What they say is good, or what they say is good at the beginning, but in the end they are not.

err,"

For example, Mrs. Cheng thought she really didn't care about the marriage family and had been trying to gain favor for a long time by trying to win fame and fame. In the end, she was willing to marry her just because she had become a member of the royal family.

Chen Shiba Niang raised the pen and curved the corners of her mouth.

But err.

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Chapter completed!