After rebirth, Her Royal Highness is a black lotus flower

Chapter 374 The blueprint of the divine weapon is hers? !

Everyone knows, but anyone who can design such a sharp weapon, who is not hiding his identity, how could he come out.

If people see their true colors, their wealth and lives are very likely to be threatened.

Lu Xiuyi sneered, proud in his heart, even if He Bin wasn't, that person would never have come out!

Even the disciples of Qianji Pavilion looked at Guanshi Qian and were a little curious.

They have been in Qianji Pavilion for so long, but they have never seen the true face of the designer of the magic weapon.

Sometimes I even wonder, does this person really exist?

Or, in fact, around them.

Thinking about it this way, they all looked at the excited He Bin on the ground, and a suspicion surged in their hearts. Could it be that He Bin is really what Miss Lu said?
But at this moment, a casual female voice sounded from the direction of Emperor Yongjia, melodious and contemptuous.

"I don't know how my drawings became someone else's."

Shen Qianzhao hooked her red lips, and in her cold eyes there was a bit of contempt for Lu Xiuyi's ridiculous behavior when he was about to struggle.

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw the person who spoke, dressed in yellow, walking down from the high platform step by step, the beauty was so eye-catching that people couldn't take their eyes off.

But what makes people even more surprised and incomprehensible is that the sentence she said just now
The drawing of the magic weapon is hers? ? ?
The meaning of this sentence is that she designed the magic weapon? !

The hall was completely silent.

After hearing this, several ministers wanted to laugh, but they could only hold back.

This Princess Yongle is joking again, look, this bragging doesn't care about the occasion, it's openly bragging in front of so many people, as well as people from Qianji Pavilion.

A dignified princess is not afraid of making jokes.

Da Jin really lost face.

Want to laugh, but can't laugh.

The people from Qianji Pavilion who followed Qian Guanshi all looked over, until the woman stood in front of them, a familiar feeling suddenly came to their hearts.

The aura on that woman reminded them all of a sudden, on the day when the magic soldier came out, she cut off Guanshi Lin's hand without batting an eyelid, and told others that the knife was too heavy. that woman!
In an instant, all the scenes of that day seemed to reappear in front of my eyes.

they remember
That woman, who wore a veil that day, was the apprentice that Mr. Jing personally admitted.

They swallowed nervously.

So. Such a powerful magic weapon was really designed by this beautiful girl in front of me, who seems to be able to squeeze water out of her face? !

Thinking of this possibility, all of a sudden, the complexion became brighter than the other.

He Bin didn't understand anything at this moment, all kinds of things intensified together, couldn't bear the stimulation, and passed out directly!
Shen Qianzhao finally walked in front of Lu Xiuyi, casually raised her red lips, "Miss Lu, have you ever asked for my permission to copy and tamper with my drawings?"

If there are still people who can't understand Shen Qianzhao's words just now, or can't hear them clearly, then at this moment, they can be regarded as hearing clearly.

Emperor Yongjia and Shen Qianmu were also surprised and puzzled in their hearts, but seeing that the steward of Qianji Pavilion did not refute, could this magical weapon really be Zhao Zhao's design? !
The sullen anger on Emperor Yongjia's face dissipated, and he put on a small expression of relief and complacency, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up to the sky.

His precious daughter, never a lie, she said yes, it must be.

Shen Qianmu frowned, when did Zhao Zhao learn this.

But he also figured out some things from the other side, why at that time, when the four countries were fighting, the first batch of hand guns fell into the hands of Da Jin.

If the divine weapon was Shen Qianzhao's design, then everything would make sense.

At that time, the control over weapons was still in the hands of Xue Shide.

Moreover, in terms of ability and weapon casting technique, it cannot compare to Qianji Pavilion, which has gathered experts from all over the world.

Lu Xiuyi's face was ugly, and he gritted his teeth to retort, "How could it be yours! You don't have" that ability at all!
Lu Xiuyi swallowed the second half of the sentence abruptly.

She is not that idiot like Xue Rong, she knows what not to say on certain occasions.

No matter how much she looked down on Shen Qianzhao, a vase with an empty appearance and family background, she would never say it on the surface.

What's more, at this time, Emperor Yongjia and the crown prince were also there.

No matter what she does, she will not commit this confusion.

But even if Lu Xiuyi didn't say it, others could still guess what the second half of her sentence was.

There was a hint of coldness in Emperor Yongjia's eyes.

Shen Qianzhao hooked the corners of her mouth, looked down, with invisible coercion, her voice was very soft, but at this moment, it was full of coldness, like the ninety-five supreme being sitting above.

"Nothing? Don't you have the ability?"

Lu Xiuyi's face was ugly, and the palms under his sleeves were bloody from being pinched by himself.

After a long while, she gritted her teeth, "The academy taught me the technique of casting machine weapons, but you never attended the lecture, how could you!"

When Lu Xiuyi said this, there was an uproar.

Yes!

Shen Qianzhao is Princess Yongle, a little princess raised in a deep palace, how could she design such a powerful magic weapon.

Playing a ditty, dancing a dance, and drawing two paintings are the skills of a princess pampered in the deep palace.

But the fierce aura on Shen Qianzhao's body could not be underestimated by others.

She bent down slightly, pinched Lu Xiuyi's chin with cold white fingertips, "If I can't, who can, you?"

Then, she chuckled softly, "Yes, after all, you still know how to change other people's drawings."

Xie Lin's thumb twitched the cool lower lip, and the original loose eyes were stained with a good-looking smile at this moment.

I thought to myself: Why do I love watching Shen Xiaozhao play handsome so much?
Look, every time I go to that station, it seems to be shining, and the people next to me can't see it.

Xie Lin sighed again in his heart, fortunately Shen Xiaozhao is not a man.

At this moment, apart from Xie Lin, there was a loud voice standing next to Emperor Yongjia on the Golden Palace.

The hand under the big sleeve of Emperor Yongjia rubbed repeatedly on the material of the cuff with his fingertips.

Among the several children, it seems that this daughter is the most like herself.

Shen Qianmu was stunned for a moment, it seemed that this was the first time he had seen Shen Qianzhao like this.

The younger sister who always staggered towards him for a hug when he was a child seems to have become a thing of the past during the years when he didn't participate.

In the end, she grew up to be the princess Yongle who is covered in thorns and always dazzling.

Shen Qianmu's heart suddenly throbbed.

Song Huai, who was at the side, never took his eyes off the yellow figure.

Every expression, every gesture, every sentence, every word of hers, he regarded as a treasure, he thought about it repeatedly in his heart, and finally melted at the tip of his heart, a burst of sweetness.

(End of this chapter)