The princess was reborn with her cub, and the ninth uncle was killed by the cub in anger.

"Be careful, don't let anyone catch you."

Nan Jiaojiao would still be worried before, but now that the marriage has been granted, and that bitch has made her just a concubine, how can she swallow this tone?Now that the opportunity has come to her door, of course she can't let it go.

"By the way, remember to explain her 'life experience' clearly, so that no one will misunderstand her."

"The servant girl understands."

After Qiuyue left, Nan Jiaojiao dug out a brocade box from the bottom of her press box. This was the elixir that the holy aunt had given her last year.

Said to be the ultimate healing elixir.

She wanted to keep it to save her own life!

Now the old woman is much cheaper.

However, if she wants to marry into Prince Yong's Mansion in a glamorous manner, this dowry is the most important thing. It is also the confidence that she can straighten her waist after marrying into Prince Yong's Mansion!

Mu Zhaiyuan.

"Madam, um... the second young lady is here. She said she brought Holy Aunt's medicine for the old lady." Aunt Yuan asked the maid to stop Nan Jiaojiao outside the yard, and she quickly came in to report.

"Saint Aunt's medicine?"

Mrs. Liu frowned; "Did anyone else hear this?"

Aunt Yuan knew her master best and knew what she meant as soon as she heard her words. She said with a smile in her eyes;

"No, the old slave replaced the slaves guarding the courtyard gate a long time ago, and after Grandma Cui's death, most of the people around the old lady have been replaced by our people. This matter will never be spread. In the old lady’s ears.”

Mrs. Liu then relaxed her brows, raised her lips and said to Aunt Yuan, "Then go in person and take the second lady to the side courtyard to wait."

"it is good."

Soon, Nanny Yuan personally took Nan Jiaojiao to the side courtyard.

Nan Jiaojiao, who was taken to the side courtyard, was a little confused; "Mommy, why are you here in the side courtyard? Grandma doesn't live in..."

"Jiaojiao."

Mrs. Liu appeared at the door, supported by her maid, walking very slowly.

It was obvious that Gu Nanqiao's kick had injured her.

When Nan Jiaojiao saw it, she quickly came forward, supported Mrs. Liu, and asked pretending to be concerned, "Mother, what's wrong with you?"

In fact, from Qiuyue's mouth, she knew that Mrs. Liu was kicked by Nan Qiao.

Ms. Liu snorted in her heart.

This bitch actually knows how to pretend to be confused!

However, Mr. Liu smiled gently on the surface and said, "It's not a problem, I just accidentally fell down."

"By the way, Sister Yuan just said, did you bring medicine for your grandmother?"

Mrs. Liu pretended to sigh and said, "I'm afraid your grandmother's body is... Well, if she knows that you have such filial piety, she will be very pleased. No wonder your grandmother didn't forget to tell me what I want to do before she rests." I'll take care of your wedding arrangements."

The old woman asked Mr. Liu to arrange the wedding for her?

The old woman has always been in charge of the Nanhou Mansion. How could she...

By the way, the old woman is paralyzed now, so the power of running the family must fall into the hands of Mrs. Liu?

Nan Jiaojiao suddenly felt that she had made a mistake.

However, she soon had other plans. After helping Mrs. Liu to sit down in the main seat, Nan Jiaojiao squatted at Mrs. Liu's feet, looking like a daughter relying on her mother.

"Mom, thinking about getting married soon, my daughter really can't let you go. From now on, my daughter won't be able to be by your side, so you should take better care of yourself."

Mr. Liu was disdainful.

"Although my daughter is married to the third prince as a concubine, she will definitely be able to capture the third prince's heart. When the third prince succeeds one day in the future, the daughter will definitely not forget her mother's kindness in raising her."

When Mrs. Liu heard this, her eyes flashed slightly.

Although the third prince is not favored now, he is still a prince after all. Maybe in the future...