I am happy to be a mother in a famine year, I have a system to farm the land

But some girls in the building looked at Princess Chaoyang with displeasure, even with contempt in their eyes.

"Is this a pure and talented woman from the capital? She looks nothing more than that."

An enchanting woman leaned next to her master, looking at the hurried back of Princess Chaoyang, with the handkerchief slightly rolled up.

Seeing this, the people around him shook their heads.

"Don't let the young masters below hear these words. They are all friends of Princess Chaoyang."

"'Friend'? Oh, are you really a friend?"

How could she not understand what those people looked at Princess Chaoyang just now?

Since entering this dirty place, what else doesn't she understand?

She might not have known about Princess Chaoyang's methods before.

But looking at it now, my heart is filled with boredom.

Isn't this just doing things to seduce men and praising your own chastity loudly?

It's ridiculous!

"Okay, those are all matters for the princes and nobles, not for us to discuss."

Someone reminded that when the woman heard this, there was a bit of sadness in her eyes.

People who knew her life couldn't help but shake their heads with sympathy in their hearts.

In the Eighth Prince's Mansion, as soon as the Eighth Prince entered the study, his entourage came in to report.

"Your Majesty, the concubine is back."

The Eighth Prince looked indifferent and said, "You will come back as soon as you come back. There is no need to report to me."

The entourage looked embarrassed, but thought that Princess Chaoyang might have already come this way, and it was no longer good to hide it from his master.

"My lord, the concubine is coming towards the study. I'm afraid she's looking for you."

The Eighth Prince paused for a moment when he picked up the pen, and then put the pen down again.

"Let her in."

The attendant glanced at his master with some worry, but seeing that the Eighth Prince's expression was still calm, it was difficult to say anything.

When Princess Chaoyang arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, she hurriedly adjusted her makeup.

"Where's your lord?"

Although the attendant was unhappy, he still answered respectfully.

"The prince is waiting for you in the house."

Princess Chaoyang's heart skipped a beat when she heard this.

She ignored the past etiquette, left Bing'er at the door, and strode towards the study.

"Your Majesty, I have something I want to explain to you."

The Eighth Prince glanced at the woman standing in front of him and closed his eyes involuntarily.

"You can tell me anything."

"My lord, things are not what you think."

The Eighth Prince opened his eyes, "What do I think? You have already sat in someone else's arms, what do you think I think?"

The veins on the Eighth Prince's forehead throbbed. It was obvious that he was angry at this moment, but he tried hard to suppress his emotions.

Seeing the Eighth Prince like this, Princess Chaoyang felt even more unsure.

"My lord, those people are all my friends, how can you think like this?"

Princess Chaoyang was already angry because of Zhang Siyuan. The Eighth Prince couldn't understand her mood, so now he wanted to restrict her freedom?

The Eighth Prince looked at Princess Chaoyang who seemed a little angry and couldn't help but laugh angrily.

"What does the princess think I should think? Or what does the princess think I should do?"

"Do you want me to personally take the princess to the brothel and personally deliver the princess to the arms of those young masters?"

Princess Chaoyang was stunned, obviously not expecting the Eighth Prince to say that.

For some reason, she always felt that these words were sarcastic.

Princess Chaoyang was angry when she thought that she had done so many things for the Eighth Prince, and that the Eighth Prince not only didn't understand her, but now he didn't trust her.

"Since Your Majesty wants to think this way, there is nothing I can do to stop your thoughts."

"I can only tell the prince that no matter what I did, I have a clear conscience."

Seeing that the head of Chaoyang County was still acting condescendingly, the Eighth Prince felt even more upset.

"A clear conscience? What a clear conscience! Rong Jiao, do you ever remember that you are married as a woman?"

If it were in the past, if Princess Chaoyang showed such an expression, the Eighth Prince would definitely think that Princess Chaoyang has a stubborn character and is a unique person who does not bow to the world.

But when he saw Princess Chaoyang having fun with a man in a brothel with his own eyes, the Eighth Prince realized that this was not what he thought.

On the contrary, the current Princess Chaoyang made him feel unspeakably disgusted.

Listening to the quarrel between the two people inside the house getting more and more intense, the attendants and Bing'er outside the house were also very anxious.

Both of them thought that with Princess Chaoyang's methods, they could persuade the Eighth Prince to be good this time no matter what.

But no one expected that Princess Chaoyang would actually quarrel with the Eighth Prince.

Bing'er was anxious, "What should I do?"

There was a flash of disgust in the entourage's eyes. If he remembered correctly, the time when Princess Chaoyang was entangled with those young men from the capital.

Not only did the maid not stop him, she even tried to get closer to the young masters.

Thinking of this, the follower distanced himself from Bing'er.

"I'm afraid that the prince is really angry. As servants, although we can't make decisions for the master, we should still advise him when he does something inappropriate."

Bing'er was stunned for a moment, and her face suddenly turned red when she heard the meaning of the follower's words.

She has been with Princess Chaoyang since she was a child. Although her life as a child was not as good as Princess Chaoyang, it was not bad.

This kind of life also makes Bing'er feel that she is not inferior to others.

Now that she heard the follower's words, Bing'er was very angry.

She secretly cursed in her heart that she was just a lowly person, yet he came to preach to her.

But she forgot her own identity. In the final analysis, she was still a servant.

Seeing the anger in Bing'er's expression, the entourage said no more.

Princess Chaoyang went to a brothel and was bumped into by the Eighth Prince. The story of the two having a big quarrel when they came back also reached the ears of the Eighth Princess.

However, the eighth princess looked calm when she listened to the reports from people around her. She did not feel angry, angry or happy because of this moment.

Seeing the eighth princess like this, Xia He felt extremely anxious.

"Princess, don't you go to the study to see the prince?"

The Eighth Princess put down the half-eaten pastry and dipped her handkerchief into the corners of her lips.

"What are you going to see the prince for?"

Xia He was anxious, "Of course...of course I will take this opportunity to win over the prince."

Previously, the prince was targeting his concubine. Even if their master wanted to win over the prince, he had no chance.

But now that this opportunity has come, Xia He is a little confused about his master's inaction.

Previously, the eighth princess would do anything for the prince and would never miss any opportunity to get close to the prince.

But what's happening now?Should we let such a good opportunity pass?

"What to win over? If winning over is useful, then haven't I done enough over the years?"

Xia He opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to speak.

Yes, the princess and the prince are childhood sweethearts.In order to marry the prince, the princess was punished by the prince to kneel in the snow outside the house all night, and she was ill for half a month before she recovered.