Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 450 The Big Slut Comes Again
Murong Li and Murong Di continued talking, while Shen Jingshu continued to write the letter.

After writing the letter, Shen Jingshu went to Murong Li's study to find a clean new booklet, and wrote down the unfinished part of Journey to the West.

She was going to send out the letter together with the story after the story was finished, to surprise Shen Tuchi.

Of course, this was not the only surprise she expected. She also planned to pick a short Grimm fairy tale and write it to Shen Tuchi, hoping that Shen Tuchi would like it.

When it was approaching lunch, she had already written several pages, and was about to turn the pages, when a pleasant and warm laughter came from outside the room.

"The Seventh Brother's house is really lively today. I didn't expect the Thirteenth Brother to be there."

She paused as she turned the page, and her eyebrows furrowed.

Murong Jin?
Why is he here?
As soon as the words fell, Murong Jin's figure appeared at the door.

"Fifth brother."

"Brother Five Emperors."

The one who called Fifth Brother was naturally Murong Li, and the one who called Fifth Brother was Murong Di.

Murong Jin glanced over Murong Li and Murong Di with his smiling eyes, and passed them to the Shen Jing book lying behind the desk, and then took it back.

"Why did Thirteenth Brother leave the palace today?" Murong Jin stepped into the room, "But he left the palace privately? Did you report to Emperor Father and Concubine Zhen?"

"Yes, I told my father and mother concubine before leaving the palace, they knew that I was coming to Seventh Brother's place." Murong Di replied.

"It's better not to go out of the palace privately, otherwise, the emperor and the concubine Zhen should be worried when they find out that you are missing."

Murong Jin did not stop at the round table where the two were, but went straight to the desk where Shen Jingshu was.

"What is this little book writing about? It's written so seriously."

With a flash in Shen Jingshu's eyes, he closed the book and raised his head with a smile.

"It's nothing, it's just practicing calligraphy."

"It's nothing, so you're still hiding it?" Murong Jin chuckled, "Could it be a love poem or letter to my seventh brother?"

"If it's a love poem, why don't you show it to me. Although I'm not good at composing poems, I have read a lot of good poems. I can share them with you."

Shen Jingshu's pretty face flushed, "Where is it? What kind of love poem is it? Your Highness King Jin, don't talk nonsense."

But she was cursing in her heart, you are a duplicity bitch, what does it matter to you what labor and capital write?It hurts to be idle, right?It's okay, go back to your Prince Jin's mansion and the group of Yingying and Yanyan who accompanied you, I wish you a speedy death!
"Oh? Really? Isn't it why you are blushing?" Murong Jin's eyes flashed with teasing.

blush?That's not forced by you big bitch!

Shen Jingshu was annoyed in her heart, but she couldn't vent it out, so her little face became more and more rosy, like the bright sunlight from the sky, and like fresh and attractive berries on the branches.

Her angry and blushing appearance fell into Murong Jin's eyes, and it undoubtedly became the shy gesture of her daughter's family whose thoughts were exposed.

With a glint in the bottom of her eyes, Murong Jin suddenly leaned forward and reached out to grab the booklet in her hand with ease.

"Hey! You!" She was startled, and got up to grab it the next moment.

"Give me back the booklet!"

Helplessly, Murong Jin was higher than her in altitude, and Murong Jin held the brochure above her head, even if she jumped up, she couldn't reach it at all.

Murong Jin opened the brochure he snatched from her, and said in a gentle voice: "Come on, let me see what you have written, Zhu Bajie..."

Just after reading three words, Murong Jin couldn't help but stop.

"So it's not a love poem."

(End of this chapter)