Princess Consort Is No Pushover

When King Xian saw this, he couldn't bear it. He hurried over and said, "Why have you been following me?"

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

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

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

Seeing her pitiful appearance, King Xian said: "Don't you want to see the calligraphy and painting exhibition? Since you are here, why don't you go after seeing it?"

When Yun Ruoliu heard this, she was very happy.

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

King Xian nodded helplessly, "You have already arrived at the door, it would be a pity if you left without looking. Let's go, this king will take you in."

With that said, he was leading 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 poems, books and paintings in the calligraphy and painting hall.

At this moment, when the curator and the students saw the Xian Wang walking in, they all gathered around him.

"It's King Xian, it's great, I can finally see His Royal Highness the legendary King Xian!"

"It is rumored that the virtuous king is capable of poetry and painting, and has a brilliant literary talent. I wonder if we can see his masterpieces today?"

"Hey, look, why is King Xian accompanied by a girl? Who is that girl?" At this time, several students from the girls' school began to discuss in a low voice.

A female student said: "It seems that this girl has a good relationship with the Xian Wang. I don't know which family she is from, but she can be taken care of by the Xian Wang."

"This girl looks so ordinary, she is not worthy of the Xian Wang at all, how can she be worthy of staying with the Xian Wang?" A lady from the official family named Geng Bingyan said.

Looking at Yun Ruoliu, Geng Bingyan looked unhappy.

She used to see Xian Wang at calligraphy and painting exhibitions. In her heart, Xian Wang was a golden bachelor. She always thought that no woman could match him. She never expected that there would be such an ordinary girl beside him, which made her jealous. endlessly.

At this time, the curator had already walked towards the virtuous king, and bowed to the virtuous king, "See you, my lord, the fact that your lord can come to this museum, really makes this museum flourish."

The virtuous king said: "You don't have to be polite, the curator. This king is also here to appreciate the calligraphy and painting. Everyone is free, don't be rigid."

"My lord, do I want to show you around?" the curator said.

"No need, I just take a look at it casually." Xian Wang said.

He doesn't like excitement, but prefers to be quiet, so after speaking, he led Yun Ruoliu to a place with few people to enjoy calligraphy and painting.

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

King Xian supported her and said with concern: "Are you alright, Liu'er?"

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

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

As he said that, he saw a lot of snowflakes on her head, so he couldn't help reaching out and brushing them off for her, and joked, "Look at you, you've become a snow doll!"

"Big brother, there is a lot of snow on your head too, come, let me sweep it off for you." Yun Ruoliu said, tiptoeing, and reaching out to sweep the snow off King Xian's head.

King Xian bowed his head specially in order to cooperate with her.

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