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

An hour later, Tang Jiao was in a good mood and headed to Shuijia Shop.

When the shopkeeper saw her, he hurriedly greeted her: "Miss Tang is here."

"Well, are the rough stones I want ready?"

"You go inside and they are all piled up in the backyard."

Following the shopkeeper, he bypassed the jade shop and entered the backyard, arriving outside a wing.

The shopkeeper opened the door: "Miss Tang, please."

"Ah."

The ear room is very large, and it is densely packed with rough stones, leaving only a passage in the middle that can barely be stepped on.

The rough stones come in different sizes, and by visual inspection there are at least a thousand pieces.

Tang Jiao saw that Master Shui's connections and wealth meant that he would take out these thousands of rough stones as soon as he asked. He must have his own exclusive supply channel and escort agency.

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "Miss Tang, our boss said, two thousand taels, you can choose whatever you want. But we have something to say first. Not every rough stone can be mined for jade, and the problem of luck has nothing to do with my business. One thing can be said Guaranteed, if you pick a hundred dollars, at least forty dollars will produce jade, and the quality will definitely not be bad."

Tang Jiao knew what he meant: "Zixiang."

Zixiang took out a large stack of banknotes from her arms, counted them, took out five and gave the rest to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper counted the balance in front of them and confirmed that the transaction was completed.

"Seven stars."

Tang Jiao narrowed her eyes slightly and summoned Qixing with her consciousness.

Qixing stood on her shoulder, scanning the pile of rough stones below.

Whichever piece it said, Tang Jiao would take that piece and hand it to Zixiang.

Zixiang passed it to the guards behind and asked them to put it on the carriage.

When I came here today, Tang Jiao brought an extra carriage just to load the rough stones back.

The shopkeeper has been in the jade shop for many years and still has a sharp eye. He was extremely surprised when he looked at the rough stone that Tang Jiao took.

Is this Miss Tang so confident that everything she gets will turn out well?

After picking and picking, Tang Jiao actually picked out a hundred rough stones.

Qixing happily lay on her bun and said with a smile: "Master, you are so lucky. This batch of rough stones comes from the same mine vein as the one I bought before. The chance of finding jade is not too high. If you change it to something else, Mine veins, I’m afraid you can’t even get twenty yuan together.”

Tang Jiao understood its meaning and secretly wanted to make good friends with Shui's boss.

Jade is not precious. What she wants is jade with spiritual power, which is even more difficult.

After getting on the carriage and leaving, Tang Jiao went directly to the small house she bought.

Asking people to move down the rough stones and put them in the main hall, Tang Jiao asked everyone to go down. When the door was closed, she waved and loaded a hundred rough stones into the mall warehouse.

Enter the mall, open a private message and call Harle Qianfeng to tell him that the rough stone has been obtained.

When the other party didn't reply for a long time, Tang Jiao immediately withdrew and left the small courtyard.

It was already afternoon when she got home. The hot weather made Tang Jiao sweat profusely and she lay on the couch without wanting to move.

She asked Zi Xiang to go down and told her that no one would come.

The weather was extremely hot, and Tang Jiao still couldn't quench her thirst after drinking a cup of sour plum soup.

"Seven stars."

"Master, what's wrong?" Qixing lay on her shoulder. Seeing that she was weak, he said, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's so hot. Is there any delicious juice?"

Qixing pulled out the page and introduced with a smile: "There are various juices, milk teas, drinks, and snacks. Which one do you want?"

Tang Jiao looked up and found that the variety was dazzling.

In the end, she ordered three cups of lemon green tea and bought a lot of snacks.

He tore open the straw and inserted it into the cup, taking a deep sip. The coolness traveled from his throat to his stomach, driving away all the heat and irritation.

So comfortable! !

Tang Jiao called Zi Xiang and asked her to give Tang Wenqian a cup of lemon green tea, leaving the remaining cup for her to drink.

Zixiang was very confused as to where the owner of this thing came from, but she didn't ask.

He walked out the door with a cup in one hand and turned a corner to the courtyard next door.

When Zixiang came back, she asked someone to bring ice cubes and fruits to make a simple smoothie.

The weather is hot and it’s a good time to eat.

Carrying two bowls of smoothies, Tang Jiao came to the main courtyard, but only saw Luo Shi.

"Mother, where is father?"

Luo Shi's face was solemn, and he forced a smile when he saw her: "An old friend of your father's is here. He went out to entertain and will not come back until evening."

Luo Shi has long been used to her daughter bringing over strange things these days.

Tang Jiao put down the tray and said with a smile: "This is a smoothie made by my daughter, with some goat's milk in it. Mom, try it."

The goat's milk has been specially processed so that it doesn't smell bad.

My father was not here, so I had a cup of Tang Jiao left and planned to eat it myself.

Luo Shi took a bite. The milky and fruity taste was cold and refreshing, which made her like it very much: "Don't eat too much. It's not good for girls to eat too much ice."

"Don't worry, mother, I'll just eat a little these days."

Her menstruation has always been irregular, so eating a bowl will not affect her.

Putting down the bowl and spoon, Luo Shi looked at his daughter's beautiful side face and said in a serious tone: "Sister Jiao, the eldest princess called you into the palace that day, but what happened?"

Cough, cough, she didn't say it was okay, but Tang Jiao choked directly.

"Slow down, kid. No one will compete with you."

Luo Shi stretched out his hand to pat her back, took the silk handkerchief Zi Xiang handed over and wiped her mouth.

Tang Jiao raised her hand and her face turned red: "Mother, what are you doing with these things?"

"What are you doing?" Luo Shi patted the table and said helplessly: "The eldest princess has sent an official matchmaker to propose marriage to you. I didn't even dare to tell your father because I was afraid that he would get sick from fear."

The prince of Zhenguo was notorious for his murderous nature, and her daughter would never marry him even if she never got married.

Tang Jiao saw that her mother's face was filled with anger and dissatisfaction, and she said softly: "Mom, he was the one who saved me when I fell off the cliff. I sprained my foot a few days ago. If it hadn't been for him, I'm afraid something bad would have happened to my brother and I. "

Luo Shi looked startled: "How, how is this possible?"

"Mother." Holding her hand, Tang Jiao smiled and said, "No matter what the rumors about him are outside, in my heart, he is my savior."

Luo Shi frowned slightly and said a little anxiously: "You kid, you don't really want to marry him."

Tang Jiao shook her head: "I personally rejected the prince that day."

Luo Shi was secretly relieved and sighed: "It seems that the prince is determined to marry you, otherwise the official media wouldn't have come just now."

Tang Jiao knew her worries, so she took her arm and leaned against her coquettishly: "I don't want to get married, I just want to be by your side."

"Silly boy, how can a girl not get married?"

Naturally, she wants her daughter to be by her side, but marrying a man and a woman is a family law. You can marry later, but you have to marry.

After thinking about it, she still planned to arrange her daughter's marriage as soon as possible.

As long as his daughter is engaged in marriage, the Duke of Zhenguo will stop thinking about it.

Luo Shi thought happily, she would soon discover what it meant to be judged by God.

Tang Jiao was about to say something when she suddenly heard the jingle of private messages coming from the mall, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Mother, you are here first. My daughter has gone back to her room first."

"Sister Jiao."

Looking at his daughter's happy back, Luo Shi wondered what could happen to this girl.