The concubine is often hard to spoil: my queen is not easy to mess with

Chapter 16
"Go in, kid."

Su Meier's small body walked forward step by step slowly. After walking a long way, she turned her head and saw Aunt Xiu standing at the door with a worried expression on her face.

She had no choice but to speed up her pace, and in a blink of an eye, she arrived at the hall of the Expo Park, where the teacher taught.There are four rows of tables neatly arranged inside, and a portrait of an old master hangs in front of it, probably similar to the status of Confucius in ancient China.

There are four big characters written squarely on it, and there is no limit to learning.

Su Meier suddenly smiled, a gleam of light flashed in her dull eyes.Isn't that traditional Chinese characters?There is almost no difference from ancient Chinese writing, and it is a bit more modern, so she can understand it.

Although it is said that a woman is virtuous if she has no talent, at least she is not illiterate.

Suddenly, Su Meier tripped on something, her whole body fell forward and fell straight to the ground.

A burst of laughter erupted immediately, "Hahaha, the idiot fell down, fell so hard, fell so wonderfully, so croaked."

Especially the prince's duck voice, the smile is particularly prominent, "Four feet up in the sky, just like the stupid turtle of this prince, hahaha."

Su Meier pressed her face to the ground, gnashing her teeth, her sister was so ashamed, she was agitated and let her guard down, and she was framed by such naive and indiscriminate methods.

When she saw the thin silver thread under her feet, she had the urge to strangle the prince to death with the silver thread, but...she endured it.

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, impulse is the devil, impulse is the devil, she is a civilized person, outsmart, outsmart! ! !

She didn't get up at all, and just lay on the ground like this. Fortunately, the places where the princes and princes study are all well-equipped. Even though it's freezing outside, there are countless stoves burning inside, which is as warm as ever. Spring.

Seeing her lying motionless, everyone suddenly became a little scared, and a little timidly pulled the Ninth Prince's sleeve, "Ninth Prince, why do you think this idiot is lying motionless? Could it be... that he fell to his death?" Bar?"

"How is it possible." The Ninth Prince hastily denied, but there was still a trace of horror in his voice.

Although the prince was a little nervous, as a leader, he must not let others see that he was weak. His voice became louder, as if to cover up his fear, "You, you, go and wake her up."

(End of this chapter)