His Royal Highness the prince is cute

Chapter 214 Don't Remind Me
Her Royal Highness, who was in an inexplicable mood, half pulled her face, grabbed the dried fruits on the plate in front of her, and then smashed them one by one towards the small pool outside the pavilion.

No vision, no vision, no vision!
stupid stupid stupid!

Hate Ji Ruoxue, hate Ji Ruoxue, hate, hate, hate!

Humph, what a big deal!This princess is not rare at all, no!Rare! Rare!
One by one, the poor and innocent dried fruits threw themselves into the lake like cannonballs with the wrath of their owner, making a "plop" and "plop" sound, and the expression of the owner became more and more ferocious with the roughness of the actions.

The maids saw her, but none of them stood up to dissuade her, because everyone who knew her knew that this was just a way for the little princess to vent her dissatisfaction, and she would soon adjust herself.

Although until now, no one has figured out why she is so angry.

After a while, when Yunxi finished throwing away all the dried fruits in her hand, sure enough, the resentment on her face just now seemed to disappear along with the dried fruits.

Her face returned to the indifferent and calm before, even a little bored with nothing to do.

She grabbed another handful casually, and this time she just threw them casually, some even because of her lack of strength, some of them spun sharply in mid-air before even reaching the edge of the lake, and fell into the grass to smash ants.

"Forget it, stop playing!"

Finally, her slender arms began to feel sore and tired, and she threw some of the remaining dried fruits back into the plate, and immediately a maid stepped forward to wipe her hands with a hot handkerchief that had just been wrung out from the hot water.

"Is there anything interesting?"

The beautiful eyes rolled and rolled, as if seriously thinking about what to do for fun.

Qing'er heard the words, and finally couldn't help reminding: "Your Highness, you haven't finished the homework assigned by Du Shilang."

Yun Xi really came back to her senses, and then she gave Qing'er a coquettish look:
"Can you stop pouring cold water on me?"

"Qing'er is terrified." Qing'er lowered his head, with a respectful and humble look: "Qing'er dare not pour cold water on the princess, but Mr. Du has clearly issued an ultimatum. If the princess can't find someone to cooperate with, he will I can only call you unqualified."

Du Shilang was fifty years old, and he was born as a Jinshi. His calligraphy and painting were excellent, so he was appointed by the emperor to be the Chinese painting teacher for the princesses.

Although he is not a strict person, he will not compromise easily. This time, the task assigned to the princesses is to complete a painting with two or three people working together, and attach a neat review.As for the specific division of labor, let the princesses arrange it themselves.

"so annoying!"

Yun Xi wailed, she really wanted to just lie on the table and pretend to be dead. She knew how to look at paintings, and could barely appreciate them, but could her "supernatural" painting skills be really good?Will it kill someone?
It's fine to let her draw chickens with a brush, but for a little more complicated ones, please, let her be spared.

do you know?There is a kind of person in this world called handicapped!
But Du Shilang didn't believe it. He himself could write at the age of three and paint with a brush at the age of five. To him, calligraphy and painting are as simple as eating and drinking. He thought that everyone in the world was a genius like him, so he insisted His pupils are also proficient in everything.

From a certain point of view, Yunxi is probably the biggest problem he has encountered in his life besides the imperial examination.

(End of this chapter)