The Eighteenth Prince was not someone to be trifled with. He knew that other than restraining himself in front of her biological brother Zhao Huan, there was no one else in the Imperial Palace who was truly afraid of him.

Just a few days ago, the Seventh Prince had obtained a white feather fan from somewhere and was showing off in front of the other princes, boasting about the glory of being a relic of the wise princes of Shu.

This name, however, did not expect Zhao Ji to let the little princess steal the name away, so he named Zhao Wei. However, Zhao Wei and Zhao Zhen had an unusual affinity, Zhao Zhen naturally cherished and protected this precious little brother of his.

Seventh Prince Zhao Xu and Ninth Prince Zhao Gou were similar, they were both born of lowly imperial concubines. It was just that Zhao Xu had a rather influential uncle, who was naturally cold, easy to show off, and was not very popular amongst the other princes.

Sis, Seventh Brother has a goose feather fan, and the feathers on it are all one in a million miles. They can be considered a good treasure. If you want to find goose feathers, he has a lot of them …" "It's just that your little brother doesn't care …

Zhao Zhen was overjoyed. She pointed at Zhao Wen's forehead and said, "You crafty little b * stard, you finally became thoughtful. Go to the side, I'll ask him."

Zhao Wei quickly retreated to the side, secretly watching the show.

Zhao Xu's little weapon was also famous. Although Zhao Zhen was used to being rude and unreasonable, she still couldn't rely on her beloved daughter of the Main Palace's Queen to forcefully suppress Zhao Xu. She quickly calculated in her heart.

Zhao Xu panicked from time to time when he saw Zhao Zhen's flickering eyes. He hurriedly tried to find an excuse to slip away, but was stopped by Zhao Zhen, "Seventh Brother! A while ago, I went to Princess Ru Ning's place, Ning Er asked me to greet Seventh Brother, and the matter of sending a message was made known to everyone, it was really difficult to say … "

Zhao Zhe was delighted. He thought to himself, "My sister is my sister. She's really tall!

He was so happy that he moved forward again.

It turned out that what Zhao Zhen had said about Princess Ru Ning and Zhao Xu was a pair of childhood sweethearts. Her father, Zhang DeCheng, had performed meritorious deeds in battle and was bestowed the title of Duke De Cheng.

This was not a secret, but Princess Running was known as the 'Seven Stars'.

One of them was a Phecda, while Zhao Zhen was Tianxuan, the two of them had the closest relationship.

Zhao Xu immediately surrendered, and said with an apologetic smile: "Good little sister, what message did Ning Er ask you to deliver?"

Zhao Zhen snorted, "I heard that Seventh Brother obtained some treasure a few days ago, but she didn't let me see it first. Could it be that he's afraid that I'll steal your things?"

Xie E secretly laughed, he did not know what kind of luck he had today, but he actually bumped into a super unrivalled Little Demon King.

Zhao Xu braced himself and said: "It's not some rare thing. If little sister likes it, I'll get someone to send it over to you tomorrow."

Those who wanted to watch a good show naturally wouldn't let it go easily.

No one was surprised by Zhao Zhen's actions anymore.

Zhao Xu acted as if he was exiting the Tai College, went around in a circle, and came over with a feather fan in his hand.

Zhao Zhen was very satisfied with Zhao Xu's performance. She received the feather fan and handed it over to Xie E.

Xie E carefully examined the feather fan in his hand. It was indeed an extraordinary item, there were a total of twenty-four snowy white goose feathers that were of a symmetrical length, neatly arranged, and exceptionally exquisite. The most extraordinary thing was that the close arrangement of the goose feathers did not have the slightest trace of media connecting together, it was as if it had grown out from the handle of a fan, and was extremely natural.

Xie E's professional opinion of things was worth at least a thousand gold. He could not help but hesitate, such a reckless use of heaven's treasures was not Xie E's style.

Zhao Zhen immediately fell in love with this feather fan. If Xie E really wanted to pluck the feather with his hand, he would feel a little heartache.

The two of them smiled at each other as they understood each other.

Xie E returned the feather fan to Zhao Zhen. When he raised his head and saw a few green bamboo shoots outside the window, he suddenly had an idea. He told Zhao Zhen to prepare some ordinary water resistant paper silk to replace the xuan paper.

Xie E borrowed a sharp little dagger to cut the twigs flat. He then carefully cut a section of the twig into the shape of a pen head, and diluted some of the ink he had prepared earlier into ink before dipping it into the water to write.

Xie E's brushstrokes were like dragons and serpents, causing everyone's eyes to shine with a brilliant light.

He liked it very much. It could be said that he had put a lot of effort into it. Especially when it came to calligraphy, it was even more so when it came to calligraphy. Although there was a huge gap between the effects of the brush and the bamboo, it was enough to shock all the princes and descendants.

Of course, the one who was the most pleased with herself was Zhao Zhen, she never thought that Xie E would actually have such a high level of calligraphy skills.

She had already immersed herself into the Realm of Self-Actualization, and that kind of focused expression made Zhao Zhen extremely infatuated.

No one had noticed that in a corner of the Grass Hall, it was already difficult for a beautiful girl to take her eyes off Xie E!

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