After the divorce, the princess was forced to raise a sickly villain

Chu Qinghuang and Wen Zhan arrived not too early.

All the guests who were due to arrive at this time had arrived. Several carriages were parked outside the Wen Mansion, and all the prominent officials and ministers in the court were coming in and out.

Even the prince didn't hesitate to come and support him.

However, even so, when the carriage of the Princess Palace stopped outside the gate, the air was still almost imperceptible.

The atmosphere was noticeably quieter.

The guests who were about to walk in, as well as the Wen family servants outside the gate who were responsible for welcoming the distinguished guests, all looked at the carriage quietly, and even exchanged glances calmly.

Is the person in the carriage the eldest princess Chu Qinghuang?

No one is sure.

It wasn't until the curtain of the carriage was opened by a pair of slender white hands, and Wen Zhan stepped out of the carriage, that everyone didn't know whether they were disappointed or relieved, and then a mocking voice sounded.

"It turns out to be the Second Young Master Wen. What's the matter? It would be more honorable to come back in the eldest princess's carriage to wish Mr. Wen a birthday?"

Chu Qinghuang was about to get up and get out of the car when she heard these words. She frowned and sat back down again.

"The Second Young Master is really very arrogant. It's Master Wen's birthday today. Even several princes and important ministers arrived early. As the Master's son, the Second Young Master is late in arriving. I wonder what you are worried about?"

"Isn't it because you won favor in the eldest princess's house that you don't know your last name?"

"Second Young Master Wen is a very talented person. He is very handsome and handsome. He is lucky enough to be able to fall into the eyes of the eldest princess. However, his status as a servant is low and he cannot be on the stage. Second Young Master, please do not think that this is an honorable status."

Wen Zhan stood beside the carriage and smiled as more and more people mocked and belittled him. Most of them were the young masters who played with Wen Li. The expression on his face never changed, and he just listened patiently.

If he had a folding fan in his hand at this moment, he probably wouldn't mind opening it and pretending to be a noble man.

"It's really embarrassing." A voice resounded from the crowd, "How could Mr. Wen give birth to such a thing? A good birthday must be tainted with some bad luck."

"That's right, if it were me, I wouldn't have the nerve to come back tonight."

"It's not just that you don't have the shame to come back. If you have a more violent temper, you may have found a place to hang yourself long ago. How can you dare to come back and embarrass yourself?"

Wen Zhan smiled gently. After hearing this, he finally asked politely: "Are you just here, or did you come out specifically to ridicule me after hearing the news?"

Everyone was angry: "Are you worthy?"

"Who wants to see your disgusting face?"

"Do you feel proud to be the seventh princess's servant?"

Wen Zhan slowly shook his head: "Being the seventh princess's servant is not something to be proud of, but being favored by the seventh princess can make you domineering."

As he spoke, he smiled and said: "I forgot to tell you that Her Royal Highness the Princess came back with me tonight."

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of all the young masters present changed, and they all looked at the carriage in unison.

Wen Zhan turned around and opened the curtain, Wen Ya smiled and said: "The way they welcome His Highness tonight is a bit special. Please be considerate of His Highness."

Only then did Chu Qinghuang step out of the carriage.

His posture was calm and solemn, his appearance was beautiful and indifferent, and his eyes were like ice, passing over the faces of everyone in front of him.

As if a layer of frightening cold air had been scraped across their cheeks, the young masters gathered outside the gate turned pale unconsciously and backed away slightly. Thinking of the princess's violent temperament since she was a child, cold sweat broke out on her forehead. .

"See, see Her Royal Highness the eldest princess!"

I don't know who knelt down first because of weak legs, and then there was a sound of "thump" and "thump" like dumplings being dropped. Suddenly, people were kneeling outside the door of the Wen family. They were all dressed in beautiful clothes and had fair faces. They were all pampered. The son of aristocratic family.

"See... see Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

"See Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

The anxious sounds of worshiping fell silent, and the surroundings seemed to fall into deathly silence.

Chu Qinghuang glanced around with ice-like eyes, and said in an indifferent tone: "Everyone who spoke just now, slap your mouth twenty times, and I will not whip you, otherwise you will have brain damage."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air suddenly became frozen.

There was already a servant inside the gate who quietly turned around to report to the master.

Wen Zhan said with a smile: "Everyone, you should do as you do, otherwise if there is blood on this great day, it will be bad for everyone."

The young masters secretly resented this and began to raise their hands to slap themselves in the face.

Where there is one there are two, and when there are two there are three.

Some people took the lead, while others could only raise their hands to draw left and right bows. Although their voices were small, their faces were completely lost, and they all just hated Wen Zhan to their core.

Chu Qinghuang walked towards the gate and said as he walked: "The voice is too quiet, I can't hear it."

Everyone's hearts trembled, and the sound of slaps suddenly became louder.

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came from the door, and then a middle-aged man in brocade clothes appeared in front of Chu Qinghuang, looking at the chaotic scenes on both sides in shock, "What...what is going on?"