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Chapter Fifty-seven: The Prince summoned Prime Minister Ling in a private meeting

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There is no need to make that bet. Ling Zihan and the others all know that Ling Xiang will not give up until he achieves his goal, so naturally he will not miss such a good opportunity.

Early the next morning, Ling Zihan entered the palace to give lessons to the emperor's eldest son, Xuanyuan Dunhe.

Because Ling Zihan arrived earlier, she was waiting for him in the study. With nothing to do, she climbed to a high place, sat on the ladder, and flipped through the books on the bookshelf. At this time, she heard footsteps, but she didn't

Before the message was passed, Ling Zihan thought it was Kong He who had arrived, so she smiled and said: "You're here, kid. I thought you were going to skip school! The class is ready, and all the homework assigned to you has been done.

"Put it on the table. I'll go down and check it for you later. You go back to your seat and sit down and calm down. We'll start class later."

Ling Zihan turned her back on her back and looked at the books in her hands intently. As she flipped through them, she felt something was wrong. Why didn't that boy Kong He have a quarrel with her today?

Turning around, Ling Zihan's eyes trembled slightly and she subconsciously held onto the ladder.

"Why is it you!" The coquettish gaze suddenly turned sharp. Ling Zihan looked at the man standing at the door, tall and straight, wearing court clothes, obviously preparing to go to court.

"Ninth brother and sister, why can't I come to the academy now?" He said angrily, and the prince crossed the threshold, walked into the study with his head raised, and stopped at the foot of the ladder where Ling Zihan was.

He put his hand on the handrail of the ladder and made a gesture to go up.

"Don't come up! Zihan said... The prince is so noble that he doesn't need to work his legs. If you have anything to do, you should sit down first and let Zihan put down the book and then go down." Ling Zihan didn't agree.

It's not that she's afraid of offending the prince, but she's had enough things going on recently. If she offends the prince, wouldn't she be just looking for trouble for herself? She won't do such a stupid thing, so she suppresses her temper and gives Xuanyuan

Yan made a gesture of inviting him, and when he sat down, he turned around and put down his book. Then he carried the hem of his skirt down and walked slowly to Xuanyuan Yan. He poured him a cup of tea, but he said angrily.

" and placed it in front of him: "I don't know why the prince came to the academy."

Hearing the sound, the prince narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him who rarely got to be alone with him. A flash of greed flashed in his eyes. Wu Xin disappeared without a trace in an instant, but he pretended to be indifferent and looked at the woman in front of him.

Many of the files on the desk are the homework of his son Kunhe, including calligraphy and painting, articles, poems, music scores, etc.

Smiling slightly, he seemed to have found a reason, and said in a deep voice: "I left the palace to run errands for my father. I just came back and was preparing to return to the court. I happened to pass by the academy, so I stopped by to ask about the emperor's eldest grandson's homework. I dare to ask.

Mr. Lingnu, how is Gu He’s homework?”

Ling Zihan's face was calm, but in her heart she pulled out Xuanyuanyan's ancestor and greeted her all over. If his identity hadn't been there, she would have wanted to complain about him. You can tell lies without blushing with your eyes open.

, you came back from the palace to run an errand to go to court. You were going to the front palace, so why did you end up at the intersection of the harem and the front palace? Could it be possible that the errand you had to run was not to leave the palace, but to enter the palace. And you can get in.

Or a harem!

However, who is the prince? Even if he tells a little lie, you can't expose him and you have to cover it for him. After a pause, Ling Zihan said: "His Royal Highness, the noble man is really busy, but that's right.

He is a loving father who has to do something as trivial as asking about his son's homework. Zihan is really happy for Kun He and would like to thank him on his behalf." As he spoke, Ling Zihan cupped his hands, straightened up and walked over, clicking

He pointed at the scroll he was looking through and continued: "These are the homework of the emperor's eldest grandson. If the prince wants, you can check them one by one."

"There is no need to check. There are nine younger brothers and sisters who are so smart and teach me. I can rest assured." Xuanyuan Yan also knew how to handle it. Seeing the unhappiness on Ling Zihan's face, he naturally would not stay any longer. He raised his head and looked at the sky.

, glanced at the tea cup that was handed to him angrily. The lid of the tea cup was still a little crooked due to the force of putting it down. Unconsciously, the corners of his mouth curved, and he walked down the steps with his hands behind his hands, standing on Ling Zihan's side.

He turned to look at her and said: "It's getting late, and I'm in a hurry to return to the court, so I won't stay any longer. But I'd like to bother my nine younger brothers and sisters. When the emperor's eldest grandson comes back, I'll tell him to invite Ling.

Female sir...it’s a good idea to go back to your residence and sit down, so that I and the Crown Princess can entertain you and show your gratitude."

This is obviously a pretext.

Xuanyuan Yan's words were meant for her to bring to Xuanyuan Dunhe. That was what he was saying to her.

Smiling disdainfully, Ling Zihan bowed again and sent Xuanyuan Yan away from the academy.

Right at the entrance of the academy, before Xuanyuan Yan had taken a few steps, Ling Zihan was about to turn around and walk back when the uninvited guest turned back again.

Ling Zihan screamed in her heart, she must endure, endure, endure——

She smiled calmly, glanced back at Xuanyuan Yan and said, "I wonder if His Highness the Crown Prince has any advice."

Xuanyuan Yan seemed to especially enjoy teasing her like this. No, what he was thinking from the bottom of his heart should be, was he blind in the past few years, or was he just swatting flies away from his head? He was willing to risk his life not to marry such a beautiful woman, but why?

Marrying that stupid troublesome Qin Hongxiu back, I regretted it first but lost the chance. However, opportunities are created by people, so what if she is the ninth brother's, he can have it for a while, and he can have it again.

A lifetime! As long as... he gets that position, isn't Ling Zihan at his fingertips?

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Yan smiled faintly and raised his eyebrows slightly. A small movement changed the haze in his eyes for many years, as if the sun shone in instantly, making it extra bright and shining.

"I don't dare to give you any advice. I just remembered something and wanted to give my ninth younger sister a heads up, lest things happen suddenly and make my ninth younger sister hastily."

Hearing this, Ling Zihan just raised her eyebrows and did not answer, as if she didn't care.

Xuanyuanyan smiled disapprovingly, as if he had expected her cold shoulder. But if it weren't for his identity, Ling Zihan probably wouldn't even say anything to him.

Looking at Ling Zihan again, Xuanyuanyan paused for a moment, then said with a gloomy smile: "Actually, it's not a big deal, but it's just the general of the Ruan family, Wang, who is unhappy that his daughter's affairs have been delayed again and again...

..." Looking at Ling Zihan with a half-smile, he glanced at Ling Zihan's belly playfully, "I think one day, the nine younger siblings will also become mothers, so they will naturally understand the mentality of being a parent."

Ling Zihan raised her eyebrows again, her face still calm, and she could be said to be motionless. She handed over her hands again, until she sent away the prince, the god of plague, and then walked to the study room, speculating in her heart about Xuanyuan Yan's last strange words, guessing

The meaning behind the words.

Thinking about it, Xuanyuanyan must have heard something about Fengshen, and those oblique words were undoubtedly reminding her that the General Wang was dissatisfied with his daughter Queen Ruan being left out of the palace by Emperor Chen, so he took action. Does this mean that the day the Queen comes out?

, it’s not far?

Ling Zihan's mind was in a daze all morning. Even Xuanyuan Jihe, who was sitting obediently in his seat and calculating the weird questions assigned by Ling Zihan, noticed it. He raised his head several times and hesitated to speak until Ling Zihan said something. After Zihan checked his homework and dismissed him from get out of class, he dared to let go of his courage. He didn't have to worry about the risk of being beaten if Ling Zihan was offended in class. He shook Ling Zihan's sleeves and asked, "Sir, what are you doing this morning?" What's wrong? You're in a trance. Could it be that you were impressed by my brave Uncle Ninth last night?"

Due to the age, children are very precocious, and they are very familiar with things about men and women. But at this moment, when he said this, Ling Zihan frowned.

It’s not that I can’t joke, but I don’t like being joked about.

Ling Zihan casually took the inkstone, raised her hand to greet Kong He, kissed her pink lips, and faintly uttered one word - get out.

Dunhe had long been accustomed to the "strongness" of a female gentleman. He cleverly pressed his shoulders and made a evasive gesture to avoid her hand holding the inkstone. In fact, he also knew that Ling Zihan was not really that weak.

No matter how heavy it was, the heavy inkstone hit him, so he still had a smile on his lips and continued to say jokingly: "Sir, your face is red. Could it be that I got it right and became angry from embarrassment!"

"History, copy it three times." Ling Zihan seemed to turn a deaf ear to his words and shrugged. She shook the heavy inkstone in her hand and spoke word by word.

But at this time, Kong He's eyes suddenly trembled, and he wanted to argue for himself unconvinced. Ling Zihan waited for him to finish speaking, and then calmly uttered two words, "five times."

"Ling Zihan, you——"

"It seems that the emperor's grandson has too much spare time and is very busy on weekdays. Then my teacher will find more things for you to do so that you can lay a good foundation."

Ling Zihan's smile was extremely gentle, and the charm between her brows and eyes was absolutely natural and charming, making people attracted to her at one glance.

Even Kong He couldn't escape that charming gaze. He couldn't help but be attracted by it, but his inner feelings were completely opposite to her smile. He was extremely panicked and wanted to escape from the scene.

He shuddered suddenly and rubbed his arms subconsciously, but he heard her voice in his ears. It was soft and mellow, the clearer and more charming, but those two words were like a commanding arrow, making him move back.

The present time of the past few days has all been lost in darkness. Oh, it is possible that even the time spent sleeping will be lost.

——"Ten times!"

"Vicious woman!" He cursed.

Ling Zihan squinted her eyes and said with a sweet smile: "Why, the emperor's eldest grandson still has energy?"

"Humph, your good intentions are being treated like a donkey's liver and lungs, Ling Zihan, this emperor will not admit defeat!" Why not just read the history books ten times, he copied it!

Stomping his feet angrily, Xuanyuan Dunhe grabbed his schoolbag and walked out of the study quickly. He threw the wooden box of the schoolbag to the waiting boy outside the door, snorted heavily, and left without looking back.

Go to college.

Just after leaving the hospital to go down to court, Ling Xiang, who was walking in a hurry, bumped into him.

Ling Chenli bowed his hands in salute to the emperor's eldest grandson. Who would have thought that this little kid was more powerful than his father, the prince? He walked past Ling Xiang with his chin raised and a sullen face. He looked so arrogant. How could he notice the old man Ling Chenli?

But the old man Ling Chenli has long been proven to be the "Turtle" among ninjas, and he can still accompany Xiaogong to see the emperor's eldest grandson away. I really don't know how dark this old man's heart is. Hmm... It's also possible that he was born a slave.

Yan.

While Ling Zihan was packing her things in the room, Liu Yun, who was guarding outside the courtyard, walked in quickly. She looked at the palace people on both sides, then she said something in Ling Zihan's ear.

Ling Zihan smiled lightly and said, "I didn't plan to leave so early." After a pause, she cleared her throat, glanced at the palace people without leaving a trace, looked at Liu Yun calmly, and said coldly: "Liu
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