You break off my engagement and I dig your ancestral graves

"Princess, tell me honestly, are you really thinking about His Highness if you don't tell His Highness?"

Zhuyu was only slightly distracted by the girl's sudden advancement. After coming back to her senses, she pulled the person closer to her and murmured softly.

Why does she think this credibility is too low?

With the princess's temperament of always pretending to be powerful, how dare she go to a meeting alone without a backer?

Cui Yingying, whose little idea was exposed, touched her nose and said, "It's not convenient for the prince to fight, isn't it because of you?"

"...Hahaha!" Zhuyu's smile was worse than crying. She guessed it right.

"But I can't kill so many people by myself, so we will need external help soon." Cui Yingying glanced at Cui Changqing sitting next to him, hesitated for a while, and chattered into Zhuyu's ears in front of him.

Cui Changqing's eyebrows and heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

The third sister has a much closer relationship with a maid than he does.

He opened his mouth to say something, but when he saw the little girl turning her elbows outward, he didn't say anything. When he sat down in the carriage, Cui Changqing's heart was pricked into a sieve.

"Princess..." Zhuyu stretched out her hand to pull the girl who was chatting away. They were discussing it in secret at first, but it turned out that this person was so excited that her voice became louder and louder. She coughed, "Cui Da The young master is still here."

Isn't it a bit arrogant to discuss how to deal with the Cui family in front of others?

"Brother, you won't betray me, right?" Cui Yingying turned her head and stared at him seriously.

"I..." Looking at this look, Cui Changqing always felt that if he said the wrong thing, the two people would tie him up in a stupid way. He said euphemistically, "It's just a meal... but there is no need to make such an effort."

"It's always good to be prepared," Zhuyu said sternly.

Cui Yingying seconded, "None of them are good people."

Cui Changqing pursed his lips and felt mixed. He tried his best to make up for it, trying to ease the relationship between his third sister and the Cui family, but it seemed impossible now.

Zhuyu looked deeply at Cui Changqing, as if she had something to say to him, but finally endured it.

Half an hour later, the carriage finally arrived at Cui Mansion.

Zhuyu opened the curtain of the carriage and watched what was going on in the Cui Mansion. She whispered a few instructions to Wang Er, and then helped the man get out of the carriage.

"Isn't it always night for birthdays? What are we doing here so early? Playing mahjong?" Cui Yingying and Zhuyu murmured, with expressions of reluctance on their faces.

Looking up at the bright plaque of the Cui family, she felt relieved, but it was not as good as the one she had moved away, which was now enshrined in the ancestral hall of the princess's mansion!

But this is a shitty place. After being away for several months, I still don’t like it.

The more I look at it, the more I hate it.

"After all this time, I still can't like this crappy place!" She sighed with infinite emotion.

It happened that a man on horseback stopped in front of her, and Zhuyu was so frightened that she took a few steps back to protect him.

The young man was riding high on a horse, looking down at her. He was dressed in black and brocade clothes with a cross-collar collar, a white jade tie around his waist, black hair tied up, and sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes.

He came here on horseback.

It really corresponds to that poem. At that time, I was young, wearing thin spring clothes, riding a horse and leaning on a leaning bridge, with red sleeves and red sleeves all over the building.

This pretentious appearance successfully attracted countless eyes, especially the ladies in the boudoir, who couldn't help but stop and watch, who gave this young man a good life!

But Cui Yingying was a little unhappy. Damn, he could be more pretentious than her. Didn't she lose face by showing off in front of her?

sloppy.

The limelight was stolen.

The young man saw all the changes in her eyes, and Cui Yingying couldn't hold back and said unhappily to Zhuyu, "This place really defeats me."

"People nowadays are so rude. They scare people and don't apologize. That's really bad."

She spoke loudly, as if she was afraid the other party wouldn't hear.

"Third sister," Cui Changqing, who was busy entertaining people, hurriedly walked through the crowd and approached, looked at the man on horseback and bowed, "Little Marquis."

Cui Yingying was stunned and looked at him in confusion, "Whose young prince are you?"

The young man laughed out loud at her words, "I never expected that there are such interesting people in Yecheng."

He is so alive and energetic.

He threw the riding whip to the boy who came to greet him, jumped off his horse and walked into Cui Mansion.

Cui Yingying was confused by his laughter. It wasn't until she was far away that she looked at Zhuyu for help, "Who is he? He's more arrogant than me."

"This is the eldest son of Zhenyuan Marquis and the nephew of the Queen Mother. This time he came suddenly. It must be for the purpose of choosing a concubine for His Highness the Crown Prince." Cui Changqing explained.

Not long after the talent arrived, not long after the imperial edict was spread, the speed was so fast.

It seems that the position of the crown princess is indeed a hot spot, and all forces are watching closely.

He looked worriedly at Cui Yingying, but Zhuyu was about to say it but stopped.

Cui Huairou and Cui Junyan watched this scene from a distance, both of them staring at Cui Yingying's back with dissatisfaction.

"This little bitch, let's see how arrogant she can be." Cui Huairou said unwillingly.

Cui Junyan patted his sister on the shoulder with a vicious look in his eyes, "Don't worry, little sister, the position of Crown Princess belongs to you alone, and no one can take it away."

"But..." Cui Huairou is still a little worried, "In terms of status, I am not as noble as Cui Yingying."

My father's official position is not high, and the Cui family relies on their third uncle and third aunt for their suffrage. Although I don't want to admit this, it is true.

Cui Junyan snorted disdainfully, "Brother has his own way."

Since you can't get the honest one, let's do something dirty.

The Cui family was full of people coming and going today, and it was very lively and festive.

The Cui family members were all busy entertaining people, but the moment Cui Yingying stepped into the door, their expressions became secretive.

***

Prince's Mansion.

Xiao Su sat in the study and waited for almost an hour, but no one came. His patience was exhausted, and he became more aggressive in throwing away things.

Tang Yang, who was guarding the door, was in a state of excitement, looking for anyone but wouldn't come.

Could it be that the princess overslept?

He almost wanted to rush to the princess's mansion and kidnap the person.

Just when he was at a loss what to do, the doorkeeper came to deliver a message. Tang Yang's eyes changed and he hurriedly turned back to the study. He cupped his hands towards the person sitting in front of the desk and said, "Your Highness, the princess has sent someone I’m not feeling well today so I won’t come.”

"Not feeling well? Today? What a coincidence?" Xiao Su smiled sadly, "Isn't it because the old lady of the Cui family is celebrating her birthday?"

"I just said yesterday that I should study hard, and today I'm going to celebrate someone's birthday."

Tang Yang: "..." It's over, it's over, this little ancestor actually lied to His Highness the Crown Prince.

Xiao Su had received the invitation letter from the Cui family a long time ago, and was the first one to receive it, but he threw it in the corner. He glanced at it from the corner of his eye and became very angry.

So good that you dared to lie to him.

It's really too indulgent.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, would you like to prepare a carriage to go to Cui Mansion?" Tang Yang asked tremblingly.

Xiao Su clenched his fists and asked coldly with a dark face, "Is she, Cui Yingying, some kind of rare treasure? Why should I go?"

Tang Yang: "..." What kind of jealousy is this?