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Chapter 271 The 6 Princes Who Eat and Wait to Die 07

Outside the imperial palace, after a day of fermentation, the next day, among the teahouses and restaurants in the capital, what happened in Shangshu's mansion yesterday seems to have spread widely.

Although it is said that the characters in the gossip center this time are all these people can't afford to provoke.

But I would rather eat without meat than eat without gossip.

In the boundary of the capital, if a plaque is knocked down, ten people can knock down three rich and seven officials.

Those official gossips are more popular here.

A young girl in a goose-yellow robe was sitting in a corner of the restaurant, drinking tea while listening to those people's gossip.

"Have you heard that the Sixth Prince made a big fuss in the Shangshu Mansion yesterday, not only knelt on Lin Wanning for two full hours, but also kicked our new No. [-] Scholar into the lake."

"Blind, who hasn't heard of this, the sixth prince is so lawless, he is domineering because he is a member of the royal family, and he has to forcefully squeeze into the middle of his childhood sweethearts."

"That's what you said wrong. The outside rumors are all distorted. The real situation is that Mr. Dong is a real big scumbag who hangs Lin Wanning and the sixth prince."

"It's true, didn't you say that the two fell in love with each other, and they almost decided to marry each other for life. It's really what you said, why did the sixth prince punish Lin Wanning?"

the man asked puzzled.

The person sitting across from him had a meaningful smile on his face, as if he had seen through the whole thing.

"I heard that Lin Wanning is trying to gain fame, but in fact she doesn't know how to play the piano at all. The sixth prince made her difficult for her to play a piece, and she played it with blood stains on her fingers."

The other man was very puzzled and was confused by what he said.

"You're wrong, I've heard Lin Wanning play it, it's really this song that should only exist in the sky, how could it be for fame?"

The man's expression remained unchanged, "Since he can play the piano, why do his fingers bleed?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the person on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly reacted.

His face was full of splendor, and he shook his head at the end.

"These backyard women..."

Seeing that he understood, the man laughed loudly. Seeing that many people in the restaurant looked at him, he restrained himself again.

Fu whispered again: "Now that the Sixth Prince has let go with all his heart, the Shang Shufu will not be able to step down."

The girl in light yellow was listening, her thoughts changed sharply.

A smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

The little maid sitting next to him just felt uncomfortable all over.

"Miss, your lord is about to go down, we should go back."

She didn't even know what to say about her family's young lady, she sat here and listened to gossip even after dinner.

If an adult finds out, he will definitely have to scold him again.

The girl was fascinated by what she said, and immediately reacted to what she said, shrinking her neck reflexively.

Horrified, he seemed to have stayed for too long.

She stood up immediately and ran out in a hurry.

The little maid behind her hurriedly took out some copper coins and put them on the table, and ran out after her.

But it was too late to hurry.

She didn't know that today the emperor was a little angry because of the dispute in the court, so he left the court early.

As soon as he ran to the door of the house, he saw a carriage parked in front of the house.

It's not the one of his elder brother.

Zhao Huaixi saw her at a glance, and her gaze became sharp instantly.

"Yue'er." His tone was cool, and with just two simple words, one could tell that he was not in a very good mood right now.

Lin Huaiyue lowered her head in embarrassment, shrinking her neck and shouting: "Brother."

Su Xi poked her head out of the carriage curiously, glanced at the girl in light yellow clothes, and jumped off the carriage.

"Teacher, is this your sister?"

"It was Sister She, who made His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince laugh."

Lin Huaiyue raised her head instantly, her eyes widened.

"You are the sixth prince?! The sixth prince who made Lin Wanning kneel for two hours."

Lin Huaiyue looked at Su Xi in surprise.

"Yue'er! Don't be rude." Zhao Huaixi reprimanded her.

Lin Huaiyue choked up, and immediately lowered her head again, but she still couldn't help but look up at Su Xi.

Zhao Huaixi looked at Su Xi apologetically: "Your Highness, forgive me, my sister was spoiled by my minister."

Su Xi blinked, "It's nothing. It's a good thing that the Taifu is fond of others. You don't have to be so polite to me. You are the teacher of Brother Huang, just call me Axi."

Following Zhao Huaixi into the mansion, he didn't propose to leave, and followed him to the dinner table cheekily.

After eating, he followed Zhao Huaixi to the study.

Only then did he finally hand over the painting scroll that he had carried all the way.

"Huaixi, help me to see if my painting is good."

This is also used to push the nose on the face, and the name changes after eating a meal at someone's house.

Zhao Huaixi was a little surprised when he heard this address.

In officialdom, others would call him Mr. Zhao or Taifu.

Closer friends would call him by his name.

The word "Huaixi" is still rarely heard.

But he didn't care too much.

Zhao Huaixi untied the rope tied on it, and pulled the scroll apart little by little.

Then his expression changed under the smiling expression of the other party.

The painting depicts a man, half leaning on the bed, with disheveled hair and a confused expression.

The clothes on the chest were half open, revealing two touches of redness.

Looking straight at the person outside the painting, it seems to express something that cannot be said directly.

These are not the main thing, the most important thing is that face, if you look carefully, it is not Zhao Huaixi.

Seeing the change in his expression, Su Xi smiled even more happily.

"This prince dreamed about it last night. I was afraid that I would forget it, so I got up and drew it in the middle of the night. Huai Xi thinks my drawing is good?"

Zhao Huaixi glanced at him and rolled up the painting again.

He snorted coldly.

He threw the painting back into Su Xi's arms.

"Your Highness, you should practice your painting skills, the paintings are just messed up."

Su Xi quickly took it.

Nodding seriously: "What Huaixi said is that the painting is indeed not good enough, not even one-tenth of Huaixi's demeanor."

"But I came here today to ask Huaixi for advice. If there is something wrong with the painting, you must point it out for me so that I can correct it."

He talked more and more vigorously, as if he had a huge reason.

"Or, Huai Xi, do you want to be my model? It's not very real in the dream, so many details are not perfect. If I look at the real person, I will definitely draw better than now."

Looking at the expression on the face of the young boy opposite, Zhao Huaixi's eyes gradually darkened.

"If the sixth prince wants to regard his minister as the next Dong Bowei, he should accept these thoughts as soon as possible."

Su Xi pouted dissatisfiedly: "Huaixi, how can you compare yourself with Dong Bowei, there is no comparison at all."