Dressed as the Cannon Fodder Ex-Wife of the Regent Chapter 70: Gu Linchao looked angry

Wang Houde almost laughed out loud and said seriously: "No, the princess is the master's first wife after all. Maybe it won't be long before the master thinks of it and will lift your restriction."

Wen Mingjun fell down on the chair, covered his face with his hands, and said sadly: "Heaven, what sin have I done?"

Wang Houde felt that he could not stay any longer, otherwise he would lose his merit, so he quickly handed over the pen, ink, paper, inkstone and scriptures he brought to Lu Qiao.

"My slave is going back first."

"Miss, this..." Lu Qiao looked at the things in her hands, and then at Wen Hengyang who looked hopeless, hesitated for a moment, and said, "How about my slave copy it for you?"

"Can you write?" Wen Mingyang's eyes lit up.

Lu Qiao scratched her head and said, "I know a few of you, and I am willing to learn for the sake of my lady."

Wen Mingsheng: "..."

Well, her expectations for Lu Qiao were too high.

"As long as you have the intention, you don't have to learn it for me, I can just copy it myself."

"Oh." Lu Qiao felt that she was really useless and couldn't help the lady. She sighed, turned around, spread out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and opened the scriptures and put them away.

Wen Mingyang took a deep breath, rolled up his sleeves, squatted on the chair, picked up the brush and dipped it in ink, and then sprinkled the ink on the white paper.

Looking at her posture, Lu Qiao thought her calligraphy had improved, and then she poked her head to see, uh, what was written here...

The next day, study room.

Gu Linchao was handling government affairs when Wang Houde walked in holding a stack of paper.

"Master, the princess has sent someone to copy the scriptures."

Gu Linchao paused and said in a cold voice, "Send it up."

"Yes." Wang Houde put the scripture in his hand on the table in front of him.

Gu Linchao frowned and looked at the **** handwriting in front of him, then raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brow.

As expected, Wen Yanyang didn’t have much ink.

He endured the pain of having his aesthetic sense destroyed and opened another one. This time, his handsome face suddenly sank.

Wang Houde saw it, took a closer look, and bit his finger in fright.

There was not a single word on that piece of paper, but there was a lifelike tortoise drawn on it.

Actually, there is nothing written on it, but this scripture is for the master to read. If the princess specially drew such a bastard, isn't she scolding her master?

Wang Houde quickly took two steps back, not daring to look at his master's face.

Gu Linchao was angry and slapped his palm on the table, his face darkened, "Princess!"

"Yes." Wang Houde didn't dare to be negligent and hurriedly left.

"Forget it, I will go there in person." Gu Linchao stood up, grabbed a stack of paper on the table, and left the study.

Agarwood Courtyard.

The servants sweeping the yard were so surprised when they saw Gu Linchao walking in that they forgot to go in and report.

It wasn't until Gu Linchao entered the main room with a cold look that everyone woke up from a dream.

Oh my God, the prince actually came to Chenxiang Courtyard. This is really the first time.

In the room, Wen Mingsheng wore a bun and rolled up his sleeves, squatting on an armchair, writing furiously while taking time to eat grapes fed by Lvqiao.

I heard that the grapes were tribute from foreign countries. There were only a few baskets in total. One basket was kept in the palace, another basket was sent to the Regent's Palace, and the rest was distributed among the ministers.

Of course Gu Linchao didn't eat these things, so they all went into Wen Mangjing's stomach.

When Gu Linchao came in, he saw such a scene.

How could Wen Mangyan look like he was being restrained?

"Bang!"

Lu Qiao had peeled the grapes in her hands and was about to feed them to Wen Mangyan's mouth, when she suddenly fell to the table.