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

After Lu Zhizhu got married, the Zhenguo Palace returned to peace again.

On the day Sanchao returned home, Lu Zhizhu, a first-time wife, talked more to Tang Jiao. From her pretty pink face, it could be seen that her husband treated her well.

Everyone enjoyed the homecoming banquet, and even Lu Zhisheng was inevitably teased.

The next day after that, Tang Jiao was pulled out of the house by Zhou Weiai when nothing happened at home.

The streets of the capital were as bustling as ever, and Zhou Weiai pulled Tang Jiao to the newly opened theater.

"You said you didn't know where you were for a month. I invited you several times, but the eldest princess always said you were not here." Sitting next to her, he pinched her delicate face and pretended to be threatening: "Say, you two husband and wife Where did you go to be cool?"

Tang Jiao smiled and pushed her hand away, picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into her mouth: "I felt a little unwell after pregnancy, and the imperial doctor asked me to rest in bed."

Zhou Weiai was frightened when she heard this. She held her hand with worry on her face: "Is the pregnancy done well?"

After saying that, he touched her lower abdomen with his hand, but the force was weak, for fear of hurting her.

Tang Jiao was a little amused by her careful movements: "I'm fine, the child is fine."

Zhou Weiai felt extremely guilty when she thought about how he had forced her out today. He gently said to her belly: "Good boy, I didn't mean to do it today. Please don't lose your temper."

"I'm fine. I'm in good health now."

Tang Jiao thought that when she was in the secret realm, jumping and flying and killing everyone, the child would stay firmly in her belly and couldn't be more well-behaved.

"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay."

"That's right." Tang Jiao looked at her and said with a joking smile, "How are you and the Crown Prince Yiguo?"

Zhou Weiai did not expect that she would suddenly mention Prince Yi Guo. Her face turned red and her earlobes quickly turned red: "What can I do? I have only met him a few times."

Seeing her expression, Tang Jiao knew that she was very satisfied with Prince Yi Guo, and teased her: "It seems that you are very satisfied with him."

"How is that possible?" Zhou Weiai stiffened his neck and said angrily: "He is just a bad scoundrel. He looks polite and has a bad mind, but he even teased me. You don't know, I just wanted to mess with him before I came to you. , but you’re not here.”

Tang Jiao saw the expression on her face and nodded seriously: "If I had known this, I should have asked Fu Shang to teach him a lesson."

These words frightened Zhou Weiai, and she hurriedly said: "He, he is not that bad. You must not let Lu Changze fix him."

Lu Changze is so cruel, what if he is beaten to death?

Poof, Tang Jiao laughed out loud: "I'm teasing you, silly girl."

"Okay, how dare you tease me." Zhou Weiai wanted to pounce on her, but suddenly remembered that she was pregnant, so he pinched her face instead: "Let you laugh at me."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

The two were joking and laughing until the sound of music came from the stage, and then they stopped to watch the show seriously.

Today's opera is "Three Dozens of Talented Sons-in-Law". The repertoire is novel and the actors' acting skills are vivid. The two of them watched it with gusto.

A veiled maid behind her tried to get closer to Tang Jiao, but Zixiang turned around and stopped her: "Who are you?"

Tang Jiao turned her head and was extremely surprised when she saw the maid's eyes: "Princess Qing'an."

"What?" Zhou Weiai stood up, looked at her hanging left sleeve, and pulled off the veil on her face. When she saw it was Zhou Weiai, she was surprised: "Why are you here?"

She was grounded by His Majesty, yet she dared to escape.

Princess Qing'an looked at Tang Jiao, her previously arrogant eyes full of pleading: "Tang Jiao, it was my fault in the past and I deserve death. Can you help me?"

Zhou Weiai was furious when she heard this: "Why should I help you? You have forgotten how you harmed her before."

Excuse me?

She was just like her shameless mother, shameless to the extreme.

"Tang Jiao." Princess Qing'an suddenly knelt down towards Tang Jiao, crying and tugging at the hem of her clothes with her good hand: "I know I was wrong before, I beg you to help me explain it in front of the eldest princess. If you are kind, please let me leave the capital. Please, I beg you."

After saying that, he kowtowed to Tang Jiao with such force that he made a banging sound.

The attention of everyone in the theater was attracted by them. Those who could come to such a large theater to listen to the opera were all rich or noble people. Soon someone recognized Princess Qing'an who was dressed as a maid.

"Isn't that Princess Qing'an?"

"Why is she dressed as a maid and still kneeling in front of the prince's wife?"

"She used to be extremely arrogant. She was always surrounded by servants wherever she went. Why is she like this now?"

"Who would have thought she would have such a day."

"I heard that she has been recuperating in Prince Gong's Mansion due to illness."

"No one can say for sure about the royal family."

Everyone ignored the show and pointed at them.

Princess Qing'an knelt very hard, and soon her entire forehead became congested, red and swollen, which was shocking to anyone who saw it.

Zhou Weiai heard the rumors in her ears and became very angry. She grabbed Princess Qing'an and said angrily: "You must be mentally ill. You want to engage in some kind of moral kidnapping and force Gillian... Forgive you for dreaming.”

Tang Jiao was not in the mood to watch a show at the moment. She stood up, met Princess Qing'an's bloodshot eyes, and said with a faint smile: "Princess Qing'an, I know exactly what you are planning in your heart. I tell you, don't All your efforts are in vain. Everyone has to pay for what they have done, and you are no exception."

Pulling Zhou Weiai over, Tang Jiao smiled and said, "I'm not in the mood to watch the show anymore, let's go."

"it is good."

What she said was exactly what Zhou Wei loved. If she stayed here any longer, who knew what this mad dog Qing'an would do.

Seeing that she was leaving, Qing'an became uneasy and quickly called out Tang Jiao: "Tang Jiao, you can't leave. Please, please help me, I don't want to die."

Zixiang stepped forward and grabbed her arm, throwing her aside.

"what!"

Princess Qing'an threw it directly to the table next to her, knocking the table over. The bowls and chopsticks crashed to the ground, and the guests at the table stood up in fright.

When Qing'an looked up again, Tang Jiao was already outside the door.

Thinking of the news she heard, the strong unwillingness made Princess Qing'an burst out with strong courage, stood up and ran outside.

She cannot die, she will never die.

Thinking of His Majesty's secret execution of her, Princess Qing'an's eyes were full of resentment and despair.

She ran outside quickly, grabbed the carriage that was about to leave, and raised her legs hard to get on it: "Tang Jiao, Tang Jiao, please. I was wrong before, please save my life. My son is still young. You can't live without me. You are also a mother, so you should understand my love and compassion for my children."

Tang Jiao lifted the curtain and stared at her, sneering: "Do you have the heart to pity my son? Princess Qing'an, it's not that you know your mistake, but you have no choice but to come to me. I don't believe that a poisonous snake will not bite me." Man, coachman, let’s go.”

Tang Jiao glanced at Zixiang, put down the curtain and ignored her.

"Step aside."

Zixiang pulled her away from the carriage and asked the driver to drive away.

Looking at the carriage going further and further away, Princess Qing'an rolled her eyes and fainted.