The Female Cannon Fodder Is Highly Poisonous

When the emperor and his ministers are having fun together, most people will not spoil the joy of the bosses.

However, there is something unclear.

Everyone looked at Cheng Enhou's mansion. After knowing what his daughter said, Cheng Enhou turned pale with fright and covered Han Ling's mouth.

At this time, His Majesty was so happy, and all the adults were so happy, even if the painting was written by someone else, they couldn't say it out. Not to mention disappointing, it would give people the feeling that His Majesty and the adults are being fooled. The face of a boss!

Cheng Enhou regretted to death at this moment, why did he give birth to such a stupid daughter!

The eldest princess said that Han Jin and Han Ling's IQ was not enough. He even argued with the eldest princess, but he didn't expect to hurt himself today.

"Oh? Who is speaking, get up and speak."

Emperor Chong's voice was cold and indifferent, hiding the joy and relaxation before, and returning to the state of the early dynasty when he was decisive and not angry.

The adults in front all turned cold.

Princess Rong An didn't seem to say that she did this painting herself, so what if she asked someone to write it for her?

Her Royal Highness did not take credit for her pride, nor did she ask for rewards. She just offered gifts to His Majesty and elders with a blazing heart. How could someone not tolerate such filial piety?

"Your Majesty's redemption!" Cheng Enhou knew that he could not be kind tonight, so he let go of Han Ling, walked quickly to the center and knelt down heavily.

It was only at this time that Han Ling realized that she had caused trouble. She just said it from the bottom of her heart, and said it out of her mouth for some reason.

Seeing Cheng Enhou's pale face, she was at a loss, and hurried out and knelt down: "Your Majesty, I know my mistake, my daughter has no intentions, and I hope Your Majesty will make amends!"

In this hall, there were countless people who suspected that Ruan Tang borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, but no one pointed it out, only Han Ling couldn't bear seeing Ruan Tang being boasted by the emperor and the ministers in turn.

After she said it, she was happy, but it was also a bad thing.

"Who am I? It turns out that I am the cousin of the Marquis of Cheng En."

The daughter of the Minister of Rites snorted coldly when she heard the words, "What do you want to do this time? You were jealous of Her Highness before, and tried to push Her Highness into the water but hurt me. Today, you want to ruin Her Highness's reputation? When did Your Highness say that the painting Did she do it? You just wanted to give His Highness a hat when you came up, you really have a deep sisterly love!"

As soon as the words fell, there were bursts of gasps.

Han Ling didn't expect that the other party would reveal her true face, she panicked for a moment and didn't know what to do, she subconsciously grabbed Cheng Enhou's robe, but met Cheng Enhou's indifferent and probing look.

Han Ling wanted to harm Rong An? When did this happen? Why doesn't he know?

Could it be that Rong An hated the Han Ling brothers and sisters and his father so much because of the knots formed in this way?

No one knew what Cheng Enhou was thinking, but preconceived ideas made everyone not have a good impression of Han Ling.

"It's just a borrowing in Cheng'enhou's mansion. She really regards herself as a concubine, and even dares to murder a real golden branch and jade leaf. It's really a big ambition!"

Such words kept ringing in his ears, Han Ling's eyes turned black, his legs became weak, and he could hardly even kneel.

At this time, Ruan Tang stood up and walked in front of them, with the corners of his lips slightly pursed, but with a bit of disdain and provocation on his face: "How do you know that I didn't draw this painting? Or do you think I wrote If it’s not good and you can’t compose poetry, shouldn’t you know other skills?”