The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

Zhao Xuzhi's reaction to King Ningbei was not surprising, his heart had already cooled down, but he just felt that he was not important enough, that's why his father, the king, was so unconcerned about his being beaten.

As for the two women, King Ningbei had already sent them away.

On the same day, King Ningbei made a connection to send Zhao Xuzhi to the academy.

It's not that King Ningbei doesn't care about the injury on Zhao Xuzhi's face, but it's not easy to enter this Royal Academy, whether it's a student or a teacher.

His son is young, and it is a bit difficult to be a husband. It is not long after the end of the year, and there is a high possibility of vacancies in the academy.

Since the son wants to get to know the girl, and there is rarely a vacancy, he naturally has to act quickly.

As for this face...

There are also a lot of good wound medicines in the palace, and they should be able to recover in a few days.

After completing the formalities, Zhao Xuzhi can go to the academy to report in the afternoon.

With a silver mask on his face, he looked a little more mysterious. After resting for a morning, his waist was finally straight. As soon as the person appeared in the academy, it immediately caused a lot of movement.

In the academy, talented people are everywhere.

But in terms of appearance, the prince is the best-looking. Compared with the prince, the appearance of other people seems to be very inadequate. Among the honorable people in the capital, the person who looks close to the prince is the eldest son of King Ningbei.

Now this person has come to the capital, and he has become a painter and calligrapher.

It's just that everyone is puzzled, why Zhao Xuzhi's face is so good-looking.

"In the early years, everyone called him the little prince. Although he is not the little prince now, he will be a prince sooner or later. He has a distinguished status and a good-looking appearance. His character is better, gentle and gentle, and he will never be embarrassed. Man, I didn't expect that he didn't go to the palace to lead the messenger, but came to our academy." Qin Liudu was very excited, with light in his eyes.

Xie Qiao, who had dealt with this Zhao Xuzhi, saw Qin Liu like this and said, "Knowing people, knowing faces, but not hearts, you, don't look at people's good looks and think that this person is unparalleled in the world."

"How could that be? He has a good-looking face and a good heart. Let's take last year as an example. When King Ningbei brought people into Beijing, a man happened to be bullying a woman on the roadside. King Ningbei was bullying a woman. No one showed up, only Zhao Xuzhi showed his face and taught the man a lesson!" Qin Liu praised.

Xie Qiao smiled.

Listen, he's a good guy.

but……

Xie Qiao was startled suddenly.

He took out the records in the death shop from his schoolbag, flipped through a few pages, and saw a ghostly last wish that he had recently written down.

Xie Qiao remembered that ghost, and only registered it during Chinese New Year.

The male soul also looked upright, with a square appearance, but his luck was a little worse.

Her wife's love for her parents went too far, and she actually gave the silver taels that she was going to send her son to school to her mother's younger brother who was a gambler.

Of course the man felt uncomfortable, but his wife didn't care.

The husband was anxious and went to his wife to settle the account.

The two scuffled on the street. His wife was weak, which aroused the sympathy of many people, and even a nobleman came to call the shots for his wife...

The nobleman called the guard and put him in jail for a month.

After coming out, the neighbors pointed and pointed, he was right and he was wrong.

Most importantly, the man's son died.

The child is also seven years old. He thought he could go to school, but he didn't expect it to be empty again. The mother didn't care, and the father was in prison. He was laughed at by his friends.

Of course, with a mother like that, the child's living environment would naturally not be too good.

Well jumping is also the result of accumulation over time.

His son died, and his wife stayed with his parents. He had nowhere to vent his resentment, so he cut his throat and committed suicide, becoming a wandering lonely soul.

Come on first, it is windy, thundering and raining outside today, I can't calm down and write slowly