The Queen of Fortune, please enter the palace

Chapter 197
Jin Yuan nodded.

Although she is the passive one, she is also very tired!

"Then continue to practice calligraphy, and don't delay learning etiquette!"

Zhuo Yanchong said calmly, not forgetting to pick up the rice paper written by Jin Yuan, pointing to the words on it and said: "I will find the best teacher to teach you to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!"

"No……"

Jin Yuan was dumbfounded when she heard that, she grabbed his sleeve and looked at him helplessly, begging: "Zhuo Bingshan, you are the best person, don't let me learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!"

She really didn't want to go through that kind of torture again!
"Then you choose..."

A smile flashed quickly in Zhuo Yanchong's eyes, but his tone was still calm.

"Choose what?"

Jin Yuan didn't understand his intention yet, so she asked suspiciously.

"Choose me or choose piano, chess, calligraphy and painting—"

"..."

Jin Yuan was speechless.

Big pervert/wolf, the wife is really too insidious!
He even threatened her with the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting she hated the most, and asked her to choose one of the two!

Woohoo, she is so useless as a fairy...

He also guided him to be kind, she was about to be eaten to death by him!
She doesn't want to do it anymore!
Grandpa God of Wealth, take her away quickly!

"Have you thought about it?"

Zhuo Yanchong raised his eyebrows, and pretended to be impatient to urge her: "My patience is not good, maybe I will change my mind..."

"Then I choose you, I choose you!"

Jin Yuan gritted her teeth and said.

Seeing him succeeding, she smiled, and it was the first time she discovered that Zhuo Bingshan was so weak!
With that thought in her heart, she had already punched out.

It's just that before it hit him, it was wrapped by his big palm.

"Be careful, your hands hurt..."

Zhuo Yanchong said softly, looked at her little face that was flushed with resentment, and pulled her into his arms with a smile.

"Little Yuan Bao'er, I'm not a womanizer. Although there are many concubines in the harem, no one can make me fall in love like you..."

He sighed lowly, put his arms around her and whispered in her ear: "Not only others, but even myself, find it incredible! Meeting you is probably the feeling that people often say that a long drought meets a rain..."

(End of this chapter)