The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

The Imperial Master invited Zhou Weiai and others to be ecstatic, and they did not notice Tang Jiao's thoughtful eyes at all.

Zhou Weiai pulled Tang Jiao to stand up and said with a smile: "Jiaojiao, let's go quickly, the Imperial Master invites us to drink tea."

Spell, she was one step closer to the spell.

The three of them followed Tang Jiao to the private room next door, opened the door gently, and saw Wen Junyu sitting upright behind the window.

Ever since she became the Imperial Preceptor, she has always dressed simply and elegantly, with a white robe and black silk ribbon decorated with two hairpins, which is elegant and refined.

"Master Imperial Master."

Wen Junyu had an official position, and several people bowed slightly. .

Waving to them, Wen Junyu raised an easy-going smile: "Mrs. Shizi, I just saw you entering the teahouse and wanted to invite you for a cup of tea."

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Weiai and the others' confused eyes fell on Tang Jiao.

Didn’t you say you are not familiar with the Imperial Master?

Look at what people say, it's not the case at all.

Tang Jiao sat across from Wen Junyu and smiled lightly: "It is a great honor for a big man like the Imperial Master to remember me."

Wen Junyu looked at her and said: "I admire the prince's talent very much. You are his wife, so naturally I think you are very good."

In the past few days, she had not made any progress in attacking Lu Changze, so she knew how powerful he was.

Lu Changze is a man who doesn't take soft and hard advice, is very strategic, and is strong and courageous. No one can change the things he decides. If anything, it can only be Tang Jiao in front of him.

Thinking of the result of not getting the power of faith, Wen Junyu felt a chill in her heart. No matter what, she must find a way to make Lu Changze worship under her pomegranate skirt.

Unable to find a breakthrough, she started with Tang Jiao.

Tang Jiao has a delicate temperament, and she is very surprised that such a person does not believe in ghosts and gods.

Logically speaking, these ancient people should have believed in gods very much. Tang Jiao may have been influenced by Lu Changze.

Is this involving Lu Changze again?

Zhou Weiai and the others felt strange when they heard this in their hearts.

"Thank you so much, Imperial Master." Tang Jiao met her gaze with a calm attitude: "My husband has a bad temper. I will definitely be happy if I know that the Imperial Master praises him so much. I admire the Imperial Master for his powerful magic."

Wen Junyu didn't believe it. If he admired her, why didn't he give her any faith?

Zhou Wei loved listening to the two of them talking, it was like they were doing Tai Chi, and couldn't wait to speak out: "National Master, your spells are so powerful, may I have a gracious favor?"

"You said."

"That's it. Can you accept me as your disciple? Don't worry, I will be very good and able to endure hardships. I will definitely not lose your reputation."

Zhou Weiai's face was filled with anticipation and excitement at the thought of learning spells.

When she learns it, she can also call the wind and rain, how majestic it is.

Wen Junyu shook his head and refused: "Absolutely not. I promised Master that I would never accept a disciple without his consent."

"That's it." Zhou Weiai was a little disappointed, but she could understand: "It's okay, such a worldly expert must have very strict rules."

What a pity, my dream of cultivating immortality.

Just as Wen Junyu was about to say something, Tang Jiao spoke first: "Master, we still have to go shopping, so I won't disturb you."

Others wanted to sit with the Imperial Master for a longer time, but Tang Jiao was better off, saying a few words and then leaving, immediately looking at the silly trio.

Wen Junyu stared at Tang Jiao in front of her, with picturesque features and a delicate voice. Such a person was gentle but also stubborn.

Others looked at her with eyes full of adoration and admiration, but she was as calm as water, and they didn't even want to stay with her for a moment longer.

Wen Junyu smiled and said, "I want to go to the palace to see His Majesty, so I won't send you away."

Tang Jiao nodded towards her, stood up and walked out.

As soon as she left, Zhou Weiai and the others could only get up and leave.

Back in the private room just now, the three of them surrounded Tang Jiao and looked at her with resentment in their eyes.

Tang Jiao naturally knew what she was thinking: "I said, don't get too close to the Imperial Master."

"why?"

The Master of the State knows magic and is a cultivator of immortality. When you are near her, you feel that if you take a breath, you will live a long and healthy life.

Tang Jiao looked more serious than ever before: "If you don't listen to my advice, even the gods will not be able to save you by then."

The words are light and heavy in the ears.

Several people nodded hurriedly, they were more willing to believe Tang Jiao than the Imperial Master.

Tang Jiao was not outside for long. She had tea with Zhou Weiai and the others, and then went shopping. Shen Shizhong returned to the Zhenguo Palace.

Back at Mingzhongyuan, seeing that Lu Changze was not there, Tang Jiao planned to have some mutton soup stewed.

The weather is cold, eating mutton in a pot and drinking some wine is simply a happy thing in the world.

Unexpectedly, she didn't even feel warm after sitting on the stool, when Madame Zhenguo rushed in with a bunch of maids and maids.

When she saw Tang Jiao, Mrs. Zhenguo pointed at her and shouted angrily: "Tie this bitch up for me."

Several women with fat and round waists strode forward and walked towards Tang Jiao.

Zi Xiang stood in front of Tang Jiao's eyes with a few steps, her eyebrows turned cold: "Why, I forgot what happened to Aunt Wang."

These words were like a calming needle, and the women's steps felt as if they were stuck and unable to move. The image of Aunt Wang's tragic death came to mind, shivers spread from the tailbone, and the body shivered because of fear.

The Crown Prince's wife is the Crown Prince's pet peeve. If something happens to her, she will naturally not do anything bad. Aunt Wang will be their fate.

Thinking of this, the women could not take another step.

Mrs. Zhenguo stared angrily: "Are you dead? What are you doing in a daze? Come forward and tie her up for me."

Thinking of her daughter's injuries, Mrs. Zhenguo's eyes burst out with resentment, and her face was full of anger.

Tang Jiao knew why she was angry and said with a smile: "Mom, why should you be angry? Don't get angry because no one will take care of you."

"You...you..." Mrs. Zhenguo pointed at Tang Jiao and said angrily: "You bitch, you dare to hit my woman. Who do you think you are? You are just an outsider. I have never had my daughter since I was a child. Beaten."

Tang Jiao found it funny: "Just because you haven't beaten me before, it doesn't mean that others can't beat her. I'm her biological sister-in-law, and she actually scolded me and wanted to hit me. She's bullied me in the face, and I can't fight back."

Mrs. Zhenguo snorted coldly and looked at her with contempt: "Why don't you pretend? You are as delicate as water. You are so sharp-toothed and sharp-tongued now, you are not like you usually are."

"What I look like depends on who I am right for." Tang Jiao thought of what happened to Lu Changze when he was a child, and her heart was full of pity: "I am an outsider to you, a businessman, and my grandmother is not. Do you have the guts to touch me? I I can guarantee that if I lose a hair, your daughter will never see the sun tomorrow."

Thinking of her son's personality and the fate of Aunt Wang, Mrs. Zhenguo shuddered.

But when she thought that she would be suppressed by two juniors for the rest of her life, how could Mrs. Zhenguo be willing to accept it.

With their heads raised slightly and their hands raised back, two beautiful and plump women stepped forward and blessed Tang Jiao.

Tang Jiao almost laughed out loud. She didn't need Madam Zhen Guo to open her mouth to know what she was planning.

Mrs. Zhenguo raised her chin slightly and said proudly: "These two maids are very clever and clever. You can keep them and arrange for them to serve Lu Changze."

"I can't be the master of this." Tang Jiao leaned on the chair and said with a smile: "If a person dies, I will not be responsible."

Mrs. Zhen Guogong knew her son's personality well, but she still provoked her repeatedly. Relying on her identity as the biological mother, she really thought that Fu Shang would not dare to touch her.

Grabbing the silk handkerchief, Mrs. Zhenguo said angrily: "As a wife, it is only natural for you to take concubines for your husband."

At this time, a maid from outside hurriedly walked in and said to Mrs. Zhenguo: "Madam, the eldest princess has called, please come over immediately."

When Mrs. Zhen Guo heard this, she wanted to scream, and her expression was hideous and ugly. She knew that this old woman had sent someone to monitor her.

Otherwise, why would he let her pass as soon as she arrived at Mingzhong Courtyard?

"Arrange people well, don't be ignorant."

After Mrs. Zhen Guo said this, she turned around and led the people away.