The Eldest Princess

Chapter 41

After the beginning of summer, the weather gradually becomes warmer.

After noon, the temperature was just right, the sun was shining, and the breeze was refreshing.

Sitting upright in the chair, immersed in the travel guide in his hand, Wei Rong has completely integrated into the Qiluan Palace.

He was a little surprised when he first entered Xuan Fusang's study.

I originally thought that with her status, she must have a collection of many famous paintings and calligraphy in her study.

However, this is not the case.

When you push the door open, the first thing you see is a single ink-and-wash landscape painting hanging on the wall.

The paintings were created one after another, with elegant strokes that inspire imagination.

The characters were written by the previous emperor, with flying dragons and snakes, majestic and magnificent.

The calligraphy and painting complement each other, and one can vaguely glimpse the harmonious relationship between the emperor and empress at that time.

As for the layout of the entire study, Wei Rong originally thought that it would be in a similar style to his, simple and elegant.

The result was beyond his expectations.

Apart from a few plain jade and porcelain vases with fresh flowers in them, there was almost no decoration.

It's too simple, barely elegant.

The bookshelves are scattered all over the place, and the wide variety of books are not divided into categories, but are arranged according to the owner's habits.

It seems random and unorganized, but upon closer inspection, one can see a pattern in the chaos.

At that time, he caught a glimpse of several books lying open on the table. He picked up one and glanced through the contents.

With a hint of amusement in his eyes, he joked to Fuso, "Is this your way of entertaining guests?"

Don't you even need to prepare before inviting him over?

After hearing his words, Fuso immediately denied it seriously, "This is certainly not my way of entertaining guests."

"But the question is, how can someone who I personally brought here be my guest?"

Hearing these words, he felt delighted, but before he could feel happy for long, a cunning light flashed in her eyes again.

"Besides, which guest would casually look at other people's things? Don't you think so?" She snatched the book from his hand, closed it, and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

Then, Fuso smiled politely and emphasized his voice, "Cousin, brother."

At that time, Wei Rong felt embarrassed and apologized when Xuan Fusang pointed out his unconscious rudeness.

Now he can take books from the bookshelf without any hesitation.

In fact, Wei Rong's abnormality was just what he thought, Yan Yu, who was serving him, did not think so.

Having seen the casualness of Her Royal Highness the Princess and the insolence of Young Master Yuncen, Yanyu believed that everything that Prince Wei did from beginning to end lived up to his gentle and elegant temperament.

However, as she watched the two of them getting closer and closer, although she didn't notice any ambiguous sparks, she couldn't help but feel a little worried when she thought about the ages of the two princes.