Shen Yizhi's eyes widened in shock, and Mrs. Zhao also had a look of shock on her face: "An'er, is this what you mean by bullying?"
Shen Lin'an was originally angry and very sure that he was being bullied, but looking at the expressions of his grandmother and father, he became a little uncertain again.
After all, they are only five-year-old children. Their concepts of right and wrong have not yet been formed. They are in a plastic stage and will still question what they do.
He nodded and said, "Yes..."
Shen Yizhi and Zhao looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Shen Yizhi's face was dark and ugly: "Mom, this child... let the princess continue to teach him."
He didn't know how the princess educated her children, but he looked at all Shen Linan's homework and found that the homework started to get worse half a month ago.
This child never showed any hesitation when following the princess.
That boy can also prove that the princess is doing her best for the child, and the method is appropriate. Although the child is not very close to the princess, it does not prevent him from slowly becoming excellent.
But ever since he followed his mother, the child has been raised in a mess.
Zhao was exhausted physically and mentally from being tortured by Shen Lin'an these past few days. Although she felt a little uncomfortable when she heard this, she was more happy.
But she couldn't show it on her face, so she snorted: "I know, I'll send someone to tell her later and let her continue to take An'er with her from tomorrow on."
Shen Yizhi sighed.
He didn't love the princess, and he had the intention of deliberately neglecting her, but he wasn't so stupid that he couldn't tell the difference between high and low, especially the princess's attitude towards him was not clear these days. He didn't dare to take any chances: "Mom, She is a princess after all, and we must respect her."
Zhao curled her lips, but did not say anything to refute.
Princess, princess, wasn't it because of her identity that she let Leng Lanzhi in?
After finally sending Zhao and Shen Lin'an back, Shen Yizhi pinched his brows and said to Abei: "Go and prepare something to give to the princess later."
He didn't want to consummate the marriage with her, but he had to endure it for An'er.
And from a personal point of view, it is not that she is not qualified to have sex with him now.
She... is so beautiful.
His appearance in Jinxiu Garden today is a signal, telling her that he is willing to step into Jinxiu Garden, and she can light the lamp tonight.
He could use tricks to make her fall in love with him back then, and now he can also use tricks to make her take the initiative to sleep with him.
I didn't use it before because I didn't think it was necessary.
now……
Thinking of that noble and unparalleled face, he closed his eyes, not wanting to admit that every time he saw her, he would feel a little throbbing.
It was night, Shen Yizhi had bathed and changed clothes early, and deliberately put on clothes scented with Leng Lanzhi's favorite incense, just waiting for the lights to be lit in Jinxiu Garden.
He was sitting in the study, his right hand crooked, tapping the table gently, and the dull tapping calmed the restlessness in his heart.
If she was as soft-spoken as his Jiaoer, it wasn't like he couldn't touch her.
he thinks.
Suddenly, Abei came to report: "Prince-in-law, the lights in Jinxiu Garden are not lit."
The tapping sound suddenly turned into a loud crashing sound.
Shen Yizhi's face suddenly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "You didn't light the lamp?"
Abei didn't dare to look at his face and responded: "Yes."
"Okay! Very good!" Shen Yizhi sneered: "Thankfully I was thinking about it just now..."
He closed his eyes: "That's it!"
After all, she didn't deserve his love.
He let out a heavy breath, put on his outer robe, and left Pingnan Hou Mansion under the cover of night.
That night.
Leng Lanzhi held a piece of paper with an appreciative smile on his lips.
Looking at the little girl who was busy writing, she smiled and said: "That's it for today. It's getting late. You go and have a rest."
The farce at night did not affect the little girl's enthusiasm for learning. After Shen Linan left, He Qianqian begged Xiaorou to take her to her personal study room and has been practicing calligraphy until now.
The little girl's handwriting is very spiritual. Although it is not as vigorous and powerful as the adults, and some of the words are a bit ugly due to unfamiliarity with the writing, she can still barely see the prototypes of those words.
She is very attentive, and every word she writes is an improvement over the last.
Ruan Jinning is not the kind of person who values achievement particularly, nor is she demanding how high this girl can reach. All she wants is an attitude.
He Qianqian's attitude was exactly what she wanted.
"Princess, I would like to thank you a little longer."
After more than a day of contact, He Qianqian got to know the noble and incomparable Princess Jialuo. She knew that the princess was a very gentle person, so she boldly grabbed Leng Lanzhi's sleeve and begged her.
Leng Lanzhi shook his head: "No."
Even when she was strict with Shen Lin'an in the past, she would not let him practice calligraphy until too late.
At this time, Shen Linan could have gone to rest long ago.
"Okay." He Qianqian responded, her cute appearance making people completely irresistible.
Not long after, He Qianqian was taken down to wash up.
Leng Lanzhi couldn't sleep, so he sat by the bed and played the piano over and over again.
Suddenly, a figure jumped up from the window. Alan pulled off the mask on his face and said respectfully: "Princess, the prince-in-law went out an hour ago, but he didn't go to see anyone. He only walked around the city. Went to Magnolia House for a drink and then came back."
Leng Lanzhi frowned: "Are you sure he didn't see anyone?"
Alan thought Leng Lanzhi was questioning her ability, so he knelt down and said, "This subordinate is incompetent and has not found out that the prince-in-law is going to meet anyone."
Leng Lanzhi frowned, and the strings of the piano were messed up.
how can that be possible?
It's been several days, why hasn't he brought that woman into the city yet?
Could it be that he didn't bring the people back just a few days after returning to the city?
If it would take a while for him to bring her back, wouldn't she have to continue to stay in this disgusting Pingnan Marquis Mansion?
Thinking of this, Leng Lanzhi felt furious in his heart.
She couldn't wait to expose these people's true colors!
Want them to die!
She never wants to see these people again!
Suddenly, one of the strings broke, and the sharp strings cut through the slender white fingertips. A drop of blood fell on the table, making an indistinct sound.
Leng Lanzhi's mind seemed to be messed up by the strings, and he suddenly caught some thoughts in the chaos.
Shen Linan shouted that he wanted to see his mother that day. Although there was an element of childlike talk, it was not groundless.
They must have made an agreement and agreed on a time for the woman to come to Beijing.
When a living person enters Beijing, it is impossible for him to find an extra place to live out of thin air.
Or, Shen Yizhi would arrange her in the house he bought before.
Or, he would buy the house in advance before coming back.
With this dead thing here, why should she have to wait for a living person?
Dead objects are much easier to detect than living people.
"Alan, go and investigate the records of the consort's purchase of a house in Shengjing in the past two years..." After a pause, he added: "It's not just the consort, but also the people who are friends with the consort, or the servants and maids. Including Madam and the Marquis.”
