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

In the next few days, Tang Zhongcheng took his family to visit Heishan Town. It was really pleasant to play during the day and drink and chat at night.

The day of departure came soon. Uncle Zhou and his family personally sent them to the dock and watched the boat slowly sail away from the shore for a long time.

Tang Zhongcheng shouted loudly: "Remember to come to Huaizhou, uncle, you must take care of yourself."

"Don't worry, we'll be there soon. I'm in good health. Let's drink again then."

"Cousin, come to Huaizhou when you have time."

"Cousin, we must be there."

Uncle Zhou looked at the ship slowly sailing away, feeling a little melancholy.

Zhou Yidu could see his father's thoughts and said hurriedly: "Don't worry, father, after we finish working here in two months, we will go to Huaizhou to have a look."

"Ah."

Uncle Zhou reluctantly looked at the departing ship, then turned back to Heishan Town.

Tang Jiao hugged Lu Chengjun and sat on the bow of the boat, watching the people fishing on the river. Cormorants spread their wings on the bamboo rafts, and some emerged from the water, spitting out a big fish from their mouths.

Brother Jun watched for a while, twisting and turning in his mother's arms, with dissatisfaction on his face and his hands kept moving.

Tang Jiao knew that he wanted to return to space. This child inexplicably liked Pixiu and wanted to play with it every day.

"Put him back."

It was rare for Lu Changze to have something to attract his son's attention, and he wanted to throw him into the space himself.

After Tang Jiao coaxed her son to sleep, she put him on the sofa bed in the space.

As soon as she came out, Lu Changze immediately held her in his lap and sat her down, with domineering movements and a proud smile on his face.

Tang Jiao couldn't help but want to pinch him. This man was even jealous of his own son.

It was already afternoon when we returned to Tang Mansion in Linzhou.

Mrs. Tang's face darkened when she heard that Tang Zhongcheng was back: "Why don't you die outside and not even go home?"

Mrs. Xie smiled gently: "There is no need to be angry, mother. It is the first time for the prince to come to Linzhou, and he will inevitably want to walk around more. The third brother is a businessman, and he has a son-in-law, so he will naturally support him and dote on him."

Mrs. Jiang sneered: "It's better to come back. When they come back, our plan can be implemented."

As soon as her words came out, Mr. Xie and the old lady's eyes lit up, and their hearts filled with excitement.

After returning to the Tang Mansion, Lu Changze returned to the courtyard first. An old businesswoman was not qualified for him to visit, let alone plot against Jiaoer's family.

Tang Zhongcheng and his wife came over with their children to pay their respects to the old lady.

Staring at the old woman who killed his parents in front of him, Tang Zhongcheng felt even more hatred, but he did not show it.

From the moment he learned about the past, he made a decision to destroy the Tang family.

"Mother."

"grandmother."

Several people lowered their eyes, seemingly respectful, but the hatred in their hearts increased to a higher level.

The old lady snorted coldly, with sarcasm in her eyes: "Remember when you come back, I thought you all forgot that you are from the Tang family."

Tang Zhongcheng didn't talk nonsense: "The prince will return to the capital in a few days, and the son is planning to return to Huaizhou the day after tomorrow."

So fast?

Xie and Jiang looked at each other and realized that tomorrow was their only chance.

Ms. Xie took Tang Jiao's hand and said with a gentle smile, "It's rare for Sister Jiao to come back. Please stay a few more days."

Tang Jiao calmly took her hand out and said with a smile: "Auntie, no need, I'm not used to living here."

Jiang's face darkened when she heard these words. The damn girl was arrogant and thought that marrying the prince would change the world.

Wait until tomorrow and see how you cry.

The old lady looked at Tang Zhongcheng with love on her face: "You should take care of yourself when you are outside."

"Thank you mother

pregnant. "

The moment Tang Zhongcheng raised his head, his face was filled with flattering joy.

Coming out of the old lady's courtyard, Madam Tang's brows sank slightly: "My husband has a plan."

"Of course, I don't fight an uncertain battle."

From now on, he will not give any more money to the Tang family. As for the two so-called brothers, he will tear them out of their official positions.

After returning to their courtyard, it was already evening. They had a small kitchen and made a few simple dishes.

Everyone sat around the table, Tang Zhongcheng looked at Lu Changze: "Fu Shang, the old woman's two sons will trouble you."

"Don't worry, father-in-law, leave it to me."

It was easy for Lu Changze to defeat two officials.

Thinking of what he has suffered over the years, Tang Zhongcheng's eyes started to heat up: "I didn't understand when I was young, but I understand now."

A simple sentence contains decades of pain and unwillingness.

Tang Jiao hugged his arm and said coquettishly: "Father, we are still here. Just wait, we must let them pay with blood."

If the old woman had not stolen her father away, her grandfather and grandmother would not have died.

All this must be repaid by them.

After returning to the courtyard, Tang Jiao and Lu Changze entered the space and looked helplessly at their son, who was sleeping soundly next to the beast.

Tang Jiao tore off a petal of the Pubi flower and placed it on the nose of the little beast to let it be absorbed.

Lu Changze stared at the calf-sized Pixiu and said with a smile, "Let's give it a name."

Tang Jiao thought it was okay: "Let's call it Ruiqing, the auspicious breeze."

"It sounds good."

The sleeping little beast was silent, not knowing that it had a name.

Tang Jiao knelt down and touched Ruiqing's body, unable to put it down.

Lu Changze was jealous, and his cold eyes made the sleeping Ruiqing shiver.

"Jiao'er, what are you doing?"

What's there to touch about a beast?

Tang Jiao turned her head, with two gold ingots flashing in her eyes: "Fu Shang, you forgot, Pixiu attracts wealth."

Lu Changze raised his eyebrows. He had forgotten to say such a thing.

He squatted down and picked her up: "Don't touch it. Who knows what disease it has?"

"What disease can a little beast have?"

"Perhaps it was extremely sinful."

"Bullshit."

Tang Jiao was taken away by him before he could touch her enough. She was so angry that she pinched his waist. As a result, she was pressed into the sofa, her lips were pursed, and her clothes were torn away in the next second.

An hour later, Tang Jiao was tortured to the point of death and almost lost her breath.

Lu Changze looked at his wife, who had a pretty and charming face in his arms. There was a lot of amorous feelings hidden in the corners of his red eyes, which made him ready to move.

He hugged her tightly, gently touched her thin waist with his hands, and declared his possessiveness in a domineering tone: "You are not allowed to touch anyone except the man I think you are."

Poof, Tang Jiao laughed out loud: "It's just a little beast, and your jealousy is so incomprehensible. Besides, how do you know it's a male?"

"It looks like it."

"Okay." Tang Jiao raised her head and kissed his cheek, looking at him affectionately: "You are the only one who likes to be jealous."

Lu Changze lowered his head and bit her shoulder, his eyes pretending to be fierce: "Jiaoer don't want to get out of bed today?"

Tang Jiao trembled with fright, hugged him and coquettishly said: "Fu Shang, Fu Shang, I was wrong."

At the critical moment, life is very important.

Her slender waist cannot withstand the abuse.

Since her cultivation has reached a higher level, the usually cold-blooded man has become so wild in love affairs that it is almost difficult for her to resist.

Her man had to be coaxed, and Tang Jiao knew this very well.

Lu Changze bit her ear and his tone suddenly became gentle: "I forgive you."

His baby, he won't be angry.