Princess Consort Is No Pushover

When the king saw this, he couldn't bear it. He quickly walked over and said, "Why have you been following this king?"

"I, I just haven't seen you for a long time, I want to see you." Yun Ruoliu whispered, and then said, "Forget it, I won't bother you, I'm leaving now!"

As she said, she bit her lip and walked back.

"Wait a minute!" King Xian suddenly stopped her.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, King Xian said, "Don't you want to see the calligraphy and painting exhibition? Since they are all here, why not just watch it and leave?"

Yun Ruoliu looked happy when he heard this.

She immediately turned around, and hopped to the side of King Xian, and said excitedly: "Big brother, are you willing to take me to the calligraphy and painting exhibition?"

The wise king nodded helplessly, "You are all at the door, it would be a pity to leave if you don't look at it. Let's go, this king will take you in."

With that said, he leads the way.

"Thank you, big brother." Yun Ruoliu said, following closely behind King Xian.

As soon as the two walked in, they saw a lot of poetry, books and paintings in this calligraphy and painting gallery.

At this moment, the curator and the students, when they saw the king coming in, surrounded him one after another.

"It's the wise king who is here, great, I can finally see the legendary wise king!"

"It is rumored that the virtuous king can poetry and paint, and his literary talent is brilliant. I don't know if we can see his masterpiece today?"

"Hey, look, why is there a girl next to King Xian? Who is that girl?" At this moment, a few students from the women's school started talking in a low voice.

A female student said: "I see this girl has a good relationship with the King, I don't know which girl she is, so she can be taken care of by the King."

"This girl looks so ordinary, and she is not worthy of the King Xian at all. How can she be worthy of staying by the King Xian?" said an official lady named Geng Bingyan.

Looking at Yun Ruoliu, Geng Bingyan was unhappy.

She used to see Xian Wang at painting and calligraphy exhibitions. In her heart, Xian Wang was a golden bachelor. She always thought that no woman could be worthy of him. She did not expect that such an ordinary girl appeared next to him. She was jealous. Endless.

At this time, the curator has already walked towards the virtuous king and saluted the virtuous king, "See the prince, the prince can come to this museum, really makes this museum brilliant."

Xian Wang said: "You don't have to be polite, the curator, this king is also here to appreciate paintings and calligraphy. Everyone is free and don't be cautious."

"Master, do you want to show you to appreciate it?" the curator said.

"No, this king can just take a look at it." King Xian said.

He doesn't like lively and quiet, so when he finished speaking, he led Yun Ruoliu to enjoy paintings and calligraphy in places with few people.

"Oh!" Suddenly, Yun Ruoliu stepped on a piece of ice and almost slipped.

The King Xian supported her and said with concern: "Are you okay, Liuer?"

Yun Ruoliu shook his head quickly, "I'm fine, the ground is so slippery!"

"Come on, I'll help you, so you won't slip down!" King Xian said, holding Yun Ruoliu's arm.

As he said, he saw a lot of snowflakes on her head, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to flick her off, and jokingly said, "Look at you, you are all like a snow doll!"

"Brother, you also have a lot of snow on your head, come, I will help you sweep it away." Yun Ruoliu said, standing on tiptoe, reaching out to sweep the snow on King Xian's head.

In order to cooperate with her, the virtuous king lowered his head specially.

Seeing the "sweet" interaction between the two people, Geng Bingyan's face was so gloomy that water dripped.