My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 151

Shen Qianxia followed Rong Zhan to a waterside pavilion.

The willow trees by the pool reveal green buds, the breeze blows, and the water surface is sparkling.

The environment is quiet and comfortable, and the faint fragrance of green grass permeates the air.

There is also a strong aroma of vegetables, which arouses her hunger even more, and she is already so hungry that her chest is pressed against her back.

Walking into the water pavilion, you can see the attractive dishes on the stone table, and the faint green smoke rising from the tea cup.

Everything seems to be prepared.

Shen Qianxia looked sideways at Rong Zhan, and he smiled, "Let's eat first, otherwise I won't have the energy to deal with my settlement."

She twitched the corners of her mouth.

In fact, I am really hungry.

So she let go of her doubts, went straight to the table and sat down, without any politeness or refinement at all.

I have to say that the taste of the dishes is excellent, and it all suits her appetite.

Rong Zhan sat opposite her, watching her casual and unrestrained appearance, without moving his eyes for a moment.

She was obviously very hungry, although she couldn't say it was very elegant, but she handled it very well, no matter how you looked at it, she felt comfortable and comfortable.

It can be static or movable, elegant or wild, and can be retracted freely.

Shen Qianxia raised her eyes and glanced at him: "Aren't you going to eat?"

Rong Zhan came back to his senses, and smiled: "The beauty is delicious."

She was startled and stopped.

There was a very faint evil in the corner of his mouth: "What's the matter? Are you scared?"

Shen Qianxia shook her head and continued to eat, with an inexplicable emotion in her heart.

With a hidden smile in his eyes, Rong Zhan began to eat with her.

After the meal, the sun has set to the west, and there are a few floating clouds hanging in the sky.

"Have you ever been to North Vietnam?"

Rong Zhan's voice broke the silence, Shen Qianxia was puzzled, why did he suddenly mention Beiyue?

She narrowed her peach blossom eyes slightly, and shook her head: "No."

Rong Zhan stared at her inquiringly, without further questioning.

Shen Qianxia asked: "Is that Lu Zirui? Could it be that he is from North Vietnam?"

Surprise flashed in Rong Zhan's eyes, and his burning eyes fixed on her.

Shen Qianxia was slightly puzzled, why did she look at her like this?
However, although Lu Zirui uttered wild words, it was not groundless. If he was really from North Vietnam, he seemed to have deliberately understood the things about the Southern Jin court.

He didn't make a sound, so she couldn't speculate on her own. Liu Guogong once attacked North Vietnam, so it's normal for someone to hold grudges against him.

After a while, Rong Zhan said softly: "He has investigated you, did you meet in Yecheng?"

intersection?

That was the time he huddled in the street eating steamed buns.Maybe I didn't notice it at other times.

Shen Qianxia smiled faintly: "It's not an intersection, it's just a meeting."

His clear eyes were like a pool of spring water, and his face as white as jade had a very pale crimson color, he couldn't help but look a little lost in thought.

"Then have you been to Yunyang?"

Qingyue's voice was extremely magnetic, and he asked casually, as if he was very familiar with him.

Shen Qianxia's heart shuddered, she always felt that he was a little weird today.

The two places he asked seemed a little unrealistic, but it made her feel a little flustered.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and her thoughts moved: "I'm a concubine from a small family. Although I'm used to being wild, I'm just messing around in Yecheng. How can I have a chance to go to Yunyang? Let alone Beiyue."

Rong Zhan chuckled: "That's my slip of the tongue, so I just asked casually."

She pursed her lips and smiled without saying a word.

His eyes were deep, there was a smile in the corner of his eyes, and there was pity in the bottom of his eyes. After a fleeting moment, he returned to his sinister and indifferent look.

Even if she wandered away for ten days and a half months, no one at home cared about her, but she said it so lightly.

A girl over flowers who is only fourteen or fifteen years old, but she has to defend herself everywhere...

(End of this chapter)