"Stupid!" Zhen Chenhan looked even more disgusted.

Then Feng Lu was asked to bring Princess Hui'an in.

The woman was wearing a pink skirt. Although it was fine in style, it was made of satin.

This kind of fabric might be valuable to ordinary people.

But she is a princess after all, so this seems a bit shabby.

It's not even as good as Guan Xiaowan's gold-woven orchid skirt.

So when Princess Hui'an asked An and glanced over, she pulled her sleeves slightly uncomfortably.

She knew that Princess Hui'an was the only bloodline left by the previous emperor.

She is also the daughter of Zhen Chenhan’s biological mother.

That's why Zhen Chenhan spared her alone when he bloodbathed the palace.

It's just that although her life was saved, her life in the palace seemed not to be very good.

She is already twenty years old this year, but she has not yet been asked to marry by the emperor.

And it turns out that in the previous dynasty, her princess title was "Fu Lun", which meant unparalleled blessing.

But as soon as Zhen Chenhan came to power, she changed her princess title to "Hui'an".

To outsiders, it may mean wisdom and well-being.

But Guan Xiaowan knew the urinary nature of her own jealousy jar, and this was clearly a reminder to her to be smarter in order to stay safe.

"Brother Imperial, Rou'er has come to say hello to you." Jian Qianrou retracted her gaze from Guan Xiaowan and felt blessed.

Just as he was about to stand up, Zhen Chenhan reprimanded in a slightly angry tone: "Did I tell you to get up?"

"Brother Imperial?" Jian Qianrou was stunned for a moment and did not dare to stand up. She could only squat there and look at him with confusion and grievance.

Zhen Chenhan snorted coldly, then turned his head and took back the chicken drumstick in Guan Xiaowan's hand.

"Don't eat it when it's cold. Let the chef cook it again so you don't have to worry about nausea." He said nonchalantly as if he disliked a child.

The corners of Guan Xiaowan's mouth twitched, feeling that Princess Hui'an next to her looked at her as if she had seen a ghost.

She quickly shook her head, "I won't eat this anymore. I'm tired of it. I'll just eat pastries and fruits."

"Well, the lychees shipped eight hundred miles from Lingnan this morning should be frozen. You can eat some." Zhen Chenhan nodded with satisfaction.

Jian Qianrou's eyes turned red from eating.

It turned out that she had eaten fruits like lychees, but now she didn't dare to think about some fruits that even ministers could occasionally eat.

Perhaps because her gaze was too dazzling, Zhen Chenhan's slightly stern eyes were filled with bloodthirsty murderous intent.

"My beloved concubine is sitting here, don't you know how to say hello? It seems that you have learned all the rules from the dog's belly. I will send some old palace servants to teach you the etiquette again later."

Jian Qianrou was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes turned red when she thought of the hard days she had lived.

"Brother Imperial..." She whispered in grievance.

But Zhen Chenhan didn't even bother to look at her again.

She could only grit her teeth and kiss Guan Xiaowan again.

"See Concubine Lian."

"Yeah." Guan Xiaowan nodded, very perfunctorily.

Anyway, no matter whether Princess Hui'an holds an important position in his jealous heart or not, if she treats him badly, he will not calmly try to please her.

Jian Qianrou's teeth were itching with hatred, but she didn't dare to stand up directly. She could only look at Zhen Chenhan with aggrieved eyes.
Chapter completed!