Feng Qinghua was standing by the pond watching a play when she saw Zhan Beixiao turning around and staring at her: "You can't see anything well. What else can you do? Follow me back to the study!"

Feng Qinghua curled her lips and said, "She is a princess, your biological sister. How can I care if she wants to tear things belonging to the palace?"

Feng Qinghua was heartbroken when she said that, but she couldn't hide the arrogance in her eyes.

"Feng Qinghua!" Zhan Beixiao suddenly roared.

Feng Qinghua was startled by this sound. She looked at Zhan Beixiao, patted her inexplicably frightened little heart, and then met Zhan Beixiao's gloomy eyebrows.

"It's true that she is my king's imperial sister, but you are my king's concubine and half the master of the entire palace. Don't you know which one is more important?"

When Feng Qinghua heard this, her heart skipped a beat. Just when she was about to ask him if it was true or not, she heard Zhan Beixiao continue to add: "So your crime will be increased."

Feng Qinghua's facial expression lost control for the first time, and she didn't even know what expression to make in response to this moment.

She boasted that she was a lotus flower, but she couldn't resist this man's unreasonableness.

This man really has the ability to piss people off to death.

But it doesn't matter, you have Zhang Liangji and I have a wall ladder. Anyway, the house rules have been torn up and they can't be pasted properly. Let's see how he punishes her. It's not that she doesn't accept the punishment. It's really an accident.

was caught off guard.

Zhan Beixiao turned the wheelchair and then said to Feng Qinghua: "Why don't you come over and help me back to the room?"

"Oh oh" Feng Qinghua took one last look at Princess He'an who was "playing" in the water looking for paper, walked towards Zhan Beixiao with light steps, and then pushed her wheelchair towards the study.

Feng Qinghua pushed Zhan Beixiao slowly. The journey took a while, but it took as long as a cup of tea. Zhan Beixiao didn't say anything, and the old god sat on the ground.

When they arrived at the study, Feng Qinghua looked exhausted and looked at Zhan Beixiao: "Tell me, what's the matter? It's nothing. I'm leaving."

"You just said you copied the house rules, right?"

"Yes." Feng Qinghua's back suddenly straightened up in alarm: "But I didn't copy much."

"After copying all morning, you should have copied a hundred items, right?" Zhan Beixiao looked at her dangerously with narrowed eyes.

Feng Qinghua forced a smile and said, "Of course, I just copied a hundred of them."

If this person asked her if she had copied ten items, she would definitely have nodded shamelessly and said that she had copied ten items. What a shame. At this time, only freedom is the most important.

"Well, that's fine. Since the family rules are gone, I don't want to bother." Zhan Beixiao said quietly.

Feng Qinghua nodded repeatedly. Just when she thought she wouldn't have to worry about it this time, she heard the man's calm voice: "Then just rewrite the hundred items you copied a thousand times."

"What?" Feng Qinghua thought there was something wrong with her ears, and looked at him with disbelief in her eyes.

"Didn't you hear it clearly or didn't remember it?" Zhan Beixiao frowned.

"I don't remember." Feng Qinghua immediately hit the snake and put it on the stick.

"How many do you remember?"

"Just one or two." Youran.

"Is it one or two?" the man said coldly.

"I remember half of the second item, but not all." Smile.

"Very good!" Zhan Beixiao stared at Feng Qinghua's smiling face and said in a deep tone: "Since you only remember one item, then copy that item ten thousand times. Isn't it embarrassing?"

"It's not difficult. It's just that, ten thousand times, how long will it take to copy it? You can't just do this all day long. There are always more important things to do during the day." Feng Qinghua clearly said this.

A difficult posture.

"That's true. Then come to my room after nightfall and copy for two hours every day. The punishment will end when you finish copying."

At this moment, all of Feng Qinghua's paths were blocked by men.

She said she had a bad memory and was only asked to copy one rule. She said she didn't have time and was told she could copy it slowly. She wanted to say that she didn't want to copy any bullshit family rules at all, but she didn't dare.

Feng Qinghua pursed her lips and looked at Zhan Beixiao. She felt that this was a trap set by this man from the beginning, leaving her speechless.

"Any more questions?" Zhan Beixiao stared at Feng Qinghua and raised his eyebrows.

"No."

"Then why are you still hanging around? Why don't you hurry up and get ready to copy?"

"Here, isn't it not yet night?" Feng Qinghua said, turning to look at the blue sky and white sun outside the window, with the faint fragrance of flowers. With such a good fragrance, shouldn't we go out and take a nap? What kind of house rules should we write?

"The two hours at night that I mentioned are when you have something urgent during the day. Do you have something urgent now?" Zhan Beixiao looked at her with disdain.

Feng Qinghua really doesn't have anything to worry about now, so that's all she can do when she has free time.

Feng Qinghua had given up struggling. Anyway, her pigtails were now grabbed by this man, and she could only let him flatten and round them for the time being.

Lengthening her voice, Feng Qinghua said in a cool tone: "I'm going to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone and start writing silently."

After saying that, Feng Qinghua headed towards the gate without looking back, preparing to ride Juechen. However, after taking only two steps, she felt her feet spinning back and forth, but it was Zhan Beixiao's internal force that held her back.

Got her.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing?" Feng Qinghua exerted force while turning back to stare at the old man sitting in the wheelchair.

"This is the study, where do you plan to go?"

"Oh, yes, I forgot. I just thought about the paper and pen in my room. Hahaha, it must be because the sun is too hot today, which made me a little confused." Feng Qinghua said with a smile on her face.

, walked towards the desk with tears in his heart.

He laid out the paper and pen and started writing stroke by stroke, while shaking his head and mumbling: "You are not allowed to leave the house after nightfall, you are not allowed to use Qinggong in the palace, you are not allowed to talk back to the prince, and you are not allowed to speak evil words, no."

Feng Qinghua had just finished writing when she heard Zhan Beixiao's lingering voice: "It seems that the princess's memory has come back? Not only can she remember one and a half, but she can actually remember five or six. In that case,

Then write the items you just recited ten thousand times."

Only then did Feng Qinghua realize what she had said in her decadence. Her eyes were slightly opened, her mouth was wide open, and she looked petrified.

Why was she so mean-mouthed just now? Even if she was mean-mouthed, she said something bad and had to follow the broken family rules.

Feng Qinghua showed a wry smile: "Your Majesty, if I say that I just lost my memory..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhan Beixiao gave her a look that said you thought I would believe your lies, interrupting Feng Qinghua's words.

Feng Qinghua reluctantly made her last struggle: "Your Majesty, what I just carried was four items, not as many as five or six!"
Chapter completed!