Chapter 412 Song Zhaohang Hit the South Vietnam Mission-.-

Chapter 412: Song Zhaohang hits the South Vietnam Mission

When the prince said this, he glanced at Song Zhao intentionally or unintentionally.

He felt that Song Zhao must be coveting the position of the crown princess in his heart, and he had a stalemate with him because he was not made into his crown princess.

Now that Song Zhao saw him marrying another feminine concubine with his own eyes, Song Zhao must be very jealous.

Thinking that Song Zhao would be jealous, the prince felt refreshed.

As everyone knows, Song Zhao didn't even look at him.

Yin Wanyang was startled.

Before she recovered, the classmates around her were in an uproar.

"Wanyang is going to be the princess, this is the highest honor!"

Yin Wanyang had never been looked at by the prince with such gentle eyes, she was a little sweet for a while, she opened her mouth, unable to utter a word.

She followed the prince to the palace in a trance, her whole body was floating.

The answer is not that she did it, but why do you say she did it?

Could it be that her father specially arranged for her?

While thinking about it, a group of people have already arrived at the palace.

Everyone bowed to Emperor Yuanchun first, and then the crown prince waved to Yin Wanyang, "Daughter, tell me you have the answer, why didn't you tell dad earlier, you have to make a surprise at the critical moment."

Yin Wanyang looked at his father's attitude and was a little afraid to answer.

She didn't know if this was arranged by her father in advance, but she really didn't do the problem.

If she admits it shamelessly, what will happen to her?

But if she doesn't admit it, she will lose the chance to become the princess.

In a daze, Yin Wanyang's silent reaction became the default.

Emperor Yuanchun was overjoyed and couldn't help looking at the prince, "The prince and Taifu you chose as your teacher are really good-looking. It is a blessing for you to be able to teach such a wise daughter. You have had enough rest during this period. Tomorrow Come back and continue to listen to the government."

The prince suppressed the joy in his eyes and handed over his hands to thank him.

Yin Wanyang gave him such a big favor by doing a question.

Sure enough, she is a virtuous housemate, more useful than Song Zhao.

Prince Taifu and You Rongyan.

Only then did Emperor Yuan Chun start to praise Yin Wanyang, "The daughter of the crown prince Taifu is wise and wise, and has solved the problem for our dynasty.

Immediately the South Vietnam Mission is coming, you should hand over to them, analyze your thoughts on solving the problem, if you can win face, I will confer on you as the princess of the first rank! "

The corners of Song Zhao's mouth curled up.

She made many twists and turns, just to make Emperor Yuan Chun, a gentleman, make a promise and speak well in front of everyone.

Yin Wanyang's legs were weak, and his face was sweating constantly. There was only one answer on the red list, and he had no idea.

She doesn't know anything, what should I say?

Yin Wanyang knelt down immediately, and said seriously, "My lord, it's just that the minister was too shocked just now, and now I realize that this question was not made by the minister."

The crown prince's proud expression froze.

The prince raised his eyes suddenly.

Isn't it Yin Wanyang's question?

All the civil servants stopped their flags and drums after half of their praise.

Emperor Yuan Chun's eyes dimmed, "What's going on? You didn't do it, who did it!"

At this moment, everyone thought of the sentence that Dean Fang said, which was written like Song Zhao's words.

So, Song Zhao really did it, right?

Everyone was unbelievable, they all looked in the same direction.

Song Zhao stood there quietly, with a slender figure, fair skin and beautiful appearance, Qing Ning, who had a reclusive and independent temperament.

Wen Nuo sat proudly with her hips on her hips, as if I had read the script a long time ago, "That's right, it's my Zhaozhao's question~"

The deputy chief assistant was disdainful, "No way? You really did this question?"

Song Zhao took a few steps forward, stood next to Song Ti, and asked casually, "Is it you?"

The corners of her beautiful mouth curled up, sweeping past the civil servants one by one.

Arrogant and unruly.

"Or did you civil servants rely on the pens of so-called literati to make it?

Or did you rely on the mouths of your civil servants to run on the generals? "