Chapter 75: Emperor Shi (14)

Shen Qingjue glanced at her deeply, and then she pulled her lips slowly and pulled out a smile.
"Since it has nothing to do with me."
As he said, he closed his sleeves and returned to his previous appearance, his dark eyes flashed, and he arched his hand towards Chu Yanhuan slightly, "Weichen is rude, and please forgive the princess."
Word by word, as if to say something that has nothing to do with me.
The delicate and beautiful girl glared at him, turned and ran away, as if avoiding something terrible.
Chu Yanhuan walked a little anxiously, something fell out of her sleeve.
Shen Qingjue leaned over and picked it up.
It was a hairpin, which looked like a small fox carved from white jade, and was given to her by Zhao Gongzi just now.
Shen Qingjue's slender and white fingers smashed them with slight force.
The young man's already dark eyes darkened a bit, and his light-colored lips were slightly pale.
He curled his lips, "It has nothing to do with me?"
"In this life, don't think about it anymore."
"Yan Huan."
The young man's voice is very soft and soft, which really makes people feel a little chilly.
In the distance, Chu Yanhuan sneezed impersonally.
Fuck, who scolded her?
...
The next day.
A message brought by the maid made the tea in Chu Yanhuan's mouth almost sprayed out.
"what?"
"Father, let Shen Qingjue be my teacher?"
Chu Yanhuan jumped up and accidentally overturned a plate of pastries on the table.
The little girl ran directly to the Imperial Study Room and said fiercely: "Father, what's your situation, let Shen Qingjue be my teacher?"
Chu Yanhuan patted the table, and the pen in the emperor's hand was smeared with ink.
"..." The emperor's forehead was jumping, blowing his beard and staring, "Chu Yanhuan, do you want to force me to beat you?"
The girl was silent for a while, then took the memorial and handed it over. "Here, this one is clean."
emperor:"……"
What should I do if I want to kill this unfilial girl?
With a calm face, the emperor stretched out his hand to grab the memorial in Chu Yanhuan's hand, and snorted coldly: "What? My Chu State is so amazing and beautiful that Cheng is quite your teacher, and you are wronged?"
"..." The corner of Chu Yanhuan's eyes twitched, and he said quietly, "I'm afraid of wronging him."
The emperor laughed angrily, and knocked the little the head with the memorial in his hand, "You know yourself."
Chu Yanhuan: "..."
No, father, listen to me.
I'm just being humble!
Speaking of Shen Qingjue, the emperor smiled again, looking very satisfied with him, "This time it was Shen Aiqing who asked to be your teacher. I didn't expect it."
"This kid is really interesting to you."
Suddenly, the emperor sighed with hatred for iron and steel, "Shen Qingjue is good everywhere, but his eyesight is not good, so why does he fall in love with you?"
This tone is full of disgust.
Chu Yanhuan: "..."
Is this her father?
The emperor glanced at the girl in front of him, and continued to cut his knife: "Although I really want to match you up, but from my conscience, I really feel wronged by Shen Qingjue."
"Look at you. Except for a face that looks good, what else do you know about it."
"No, you can't match Shen Qingjue even if you compare your appearance."
Before the emperor finished speaking, the little girl took a piece of cake from the table and stuffed it into his mouth, interrupting him smoothly, "Father, shut up!"
Then Chu Yanhuan sneered and murmured: "Is there such a harm to your own daughter? I don't know if you thought Shen Qingjue was born outside!"
Then, the little girl managed to get another blow on the head.
The emperor continued to blow his beard, "No matter how big or small, even your father dare to arrange it!"