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

"Jiaojiao!"

Early in the morning, Lu Changze entered the palace, and Tang Jiao had just fed Brother Jun when Zhou Weiai's joyful screams came from outside.

We haven’t seen him for a long time. Zhou Weiai’s figure is a bit slender, but the smile on her face is still as bright as ever.

"I was talking about going shopping with you later."

Zhou Weiai came to sit next to her, hugged her, took a deep breath, and sighed again that Jiaojiao was so fragrant and soft.

Wow, I really want a daughter like Jiaojiao, soft and sweet, cute and well-behaved. Just thinking about it makes my heart flutter.

When Lu Chengjun saw her pulling his mother, he pulled her away and yelled back.

Looking up and seeing Lu Chengjun's pretty face, Zhou Weiai immediately abandoned Tang Jiao.

She hugged him and kissed him again and again: "So cute, Brother Jun. He looks just like the doll in the New Year pictures."

Lu Chengjun now knows how to recognize people and doesn't like being hugged by people other than family members, so he struggled in her arms.

Who would have thought that the more he struggled, the happier Zhou Weiai would be, as excited as a tyrant.

Seeing that her son was about to cry, Tang Jiao hurriedly rescued him from the clutches of the devil and said with a smile, "Okay, you can comfort him when he cries later."

"I don't know how to coax." Zhou Wei loved to pinch Lu Chengjun's handsome face. He could imagine how charming he would be when he grows up: "You will still give birth."

Tang Jiao pursed her lips and smiled, jokingly saying: "I'll be fine just giving birth. Anyway, we'll get married next year."

Zhou Weiai was engaged to be married to Xu Shanzhi, the eldest son of Yiguo Gong. He heard that he was highly skilled in martial arts and outstanding in literature.

Tang Jiao has never seen her, but she heard that she grew up in the south of the Yangtze River when she was a child. Later, she followed Wei Guogong to the border and rarely came back.

Duke Yi Guo holds real power. The grandfather of the current Duke Yi is the real founding hero. He established the country with the founding emperor, making him a wealthy and powerful family.

When Zhou Weiai heard her words, her face turned red and she hummed: "He's tall and thick, but he's not as good-looking as Lu Changze. It's okay if the child he gives birth to looks like me, but if he looks like him, huh, he'll look like a bear."

Phew, Tang Jiao was amused by her description.

Zhou Weiai thought of something, and her tone was a bit joking: "Jiaojiao, do you know what interesting things happened while you were away from the capital?"

Tang Jiao saw her look of "Ask me quickly" and said smoothly: "Tell me about it."

Zhou Weiai let go of her, leaned back on the chair, put her long legs on the stool next to her, and said with a smile: "The imperial concubine was thrown into the cold palace, and your concubine Lu Zhishi got so arrogant after she became pregnant. I heard that she didn't even let the princess go." In her eyes. A few days ago, there was a banquet in Prince Yan's mansion. She was so hungry that she wanted to blame it on the princess, but she was exposed on the spot and her face was thrown into the toilet. "

Tang Jiao raised her eyebrows: "It's surprising, it seems like I can't pretend to be gentle anymore."

Lu Zhishi used to be gentle and quiet at home, but once he was chosen to be by King Yan's side, his true nature began to show.

Zhou Weiai sneered: "No matter how much she jumps, she can't be a princess."

"Not necessarily." Tang Jiao put Lu Chengjun aside and let him play by himself, and said with a smile: "The princess has nothing to do. If she gives birth to a son, with the status of the Duke's palace, she may not be able to help her become the princess."

Concubines may not be good, but concubines are different. Anyone who can be a concubine has a high status from her natal family.

Zhou Weiai understood what she meant. Lu Zhishi had always been ambitious and would never be willing to be inferior to others.

There is the Zhenguo Palace behind her. Even if the eldest princess and the Zhenguo Duke are indifferent to her, they can't change the fact that she is the daughter of the Zhenguo Palace.

Unless she does something that harms the court and the government, the government will be her backer for the rest of her life.

I used to be cautious, but now I have the upper hand, but I don't know how to restrain myself, and I'm not afraid of causing trouble.

Zhou Weiai held Lu Chengjun's fleshy little palm and said with a smile, "I heard that your mother-in-law, Mrs. Xie, is dying soon."

Since being poisoned and mute last year, Mr. Xie has been bedridden and is said to be dying.

Her natal family has severed ties with her, leaving Xie alone and miserable.

Tang Jiao was not surprised at all: "After he dies, I will tell Fu Shang to send someone to bury him, so that the mother and son can be together."

Other things have nothing to do with them.

Hearing this, Zhou Weiai's eyes were filled with contempt: "It's just your own fault. If I were her when she married into the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion, I would have lived a peaceful life. I don't even think about it, your husband is the only son of the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion, and he is also the eldest son. No brotherly fights, no annoying concubines, a life that many women dream of. She is not a monster, and she is still the noble wife of the Duke of the country at this time. Everyone fawns over her, and even the queen wants to give her some respect. It's better now, You deserve to be what you are now."

It's really ridiculous that a good hand of cards was beaten to pieces by her.

Tang Jiao didn't want to talk about Mr. Xie, so she changed the subject: "You are getting married in October. How is the wedding dress embroidered?"

These words seemed to slap Zhou Weiai in the face. She screamed and rolled her eyes: "I don't know how to embroider."

She knew how to embroider a shitty wedding dress, and she felt like sleeping while holding a needle. She was dazzled by the patterns.

Touching her ears, she remembered that her mother almost had them ripped off a few days ago.

If he hadn't run so fast just now, he would still be detained at home embroidering clothes.

Tang Jiao laughed: "Just pretend, I'll go shopping with you in the afternoon and buy you some noodles."

Zhou Weiai's eyes lit up: "You don't care about money?"

"Correct."

"Jiaojiao, I love you so much."

Zhou Weiai hugged her and smiled close to her face: "Jiaojiao, I love you to death."

Sure enough, there are women who are favored by men, who are generous and generous.

She decided that if the man named Xu was not good to her, she would abandon him directly.

There are so many beauties in the world, why should she hang on a big tree for the rest of her life?

Zixiang saw a maid waving to her at the outer door, put down the things in her hands, and walked out slowly.

He came back not long after and said respectfully to Tang Jiaofu: "Master, the fourth aunt's grandma is back and said she wants to see you."

Zhou Weiai snorted disdainfully: "I'll be there as soon as I tell you."

Thinking of her behavior at the previous banquet, Zhou Weiai wanted to roll her eyes.

Tang Jiao looked at Zixiang and said with a smile: "Tell her that I am resting and ask her to come back tomorrow. She is pregnant, so there is no need to come here specially. Grandma is not back, so let her talk to her aunt."

Outside Mingzhong Courtyard, Wen Zhishi, who was gorgeously dressed and with a big belly, almost twisted her face when she heard Zixiang's words. Just as she was about to speak, Zixiang slammed the door.

Anger rose in Wen Zhishi's chest, and she glared at the courtyard door with a cold face. In the end, without saying anything, she twisted her waist and walked out with her belly puffed out.

The maid next to her held her hand and said cautiously: "Concubine, this prince's wife is too arrogant. After all, you are the concubine of King Yan and you are pregnant. You came here in person, but she didn't even see you."

Wen Zhishi has been supported by everyone since she became pregnant, and her mentality is no longer as cautious as before. However, thinking of Lu Changze's temperament, she still does not dare to show any dissatisfaction.

Caressing her belly, Wen Zhishi raised a smile and said, "We'll come back tomorrow."

The maid wanted to say something, but when she looked up and saw her beautiful side face, she lowered her head and said nothing.