Transmigrated into the prince's only daughter, and beat up the dignitaries in the capital with

His Majesty's little thoughts were not only guessed by Jiang An, but also known by the Xie family and the princess's mansion.

Otherwise, the princess would not have come to ask Jiang An today.

Princess Nanshang played with the gilded cup in her hand. "The Prime Minister's Mansion has indeed been quite quiet in recent days, and Xie Si seems to be sincerely observing the mourning period..."

Compared to the princess's reservedness, the wife of Marquis Dingyuan was much more straightforward.

She rolled her eyes at the air, "It's just a mean mind, wait and see what happens to An An!"

The princess gave her a scolding look and looked at Jiang An, "If you have any plans, please tell us in advance, and we will definitely help you!"

Jiang An chuckled when he heard it and just raised his glass to the princess, "Thank you so much, Aunt Princess."

Although she said this, she always avoided talking about what happened afterwards.

The princess frowned slightly and drank her tea calmly...

She hasn't considered herself as one of the group yet.

She looks small and clever, and she doesn't have any method in doing things on a daily basis, but she is very cautious.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little off, the Marquis’ wife started talking about other interesting things that happened in Kyoto recently…

The little girl ignored the undercurrents in the house. She just listened to the noise outside the window and got up lazily.

"I think it's time for Yuanyuan and the others to end their parade."

"Let's take our seats too!"

"Let's go..."

They left the teahouse and headed towards the restaurant the little girl had booked.

Jiang An and his subordinates were riding in front. Zheng Yan couldn't help but look back at the princess' carriage.

He also overheard some of the conversation in the teahouse private room just now...

"What are you always looking back for?"

The little girl teased him, "If my aunt the princess gets angry and punishes you for your disrespect, I won't protect you!"

Zheng Yan looked away angrily and rubbed his nose as if he was feeling guilty. "I just think she is a little weird."

"Oh?"

Jiang An became interested, "Tell me about it~"

"It's just a feeling..." Zhengyan stammered.

It was obvious that Princess Nan Shang took care of the young lady in everything and even supported her. She always looked at the young lady with a warm and gentle expression.

But Zhengyan sometimes always felt that this person was like wearing a mask, and that smile didn't seem real.

"It was clearly she who first asked about Miss's future plans, and then asked what Miss's plan was..."

"But after asking so many questions, you are just trying to get my words. Not a single one of them is really giving you any suggestions or advice!"

With her status as a princess, wouldn't it be easy for her to do something?

If you really want to...

"Not bad!" Jiang An pulled the reins with one hand and patted Zheng Yan with the other.

She let out a long breath and sniffed.

It's late autumn, and it's getting colder day by day...

If I don't set out back to the north, I'm afraid I'll be freezing all the way.

"My father's surname is Jiang, and the one above is also surnamed Jiang."

Even the princess herself... has the surname Jiang.

As long as the world belongs to the Jiang family, she, the Princess of Nanshang, can still enjoy the wealth and splendor in front of her.

Of course…

If two people with the surname Jiang were to fight, then it would be worth considering who she, as a princess, should help.

After all, if the person she chose wins, she will be a hero; if she loses, she will be a prisoner.

Although he didn't know what the princess would choose, Jiang An felt that if she were to choose...

Your life must be in your own hands!

"So, she wasn't trying to help me, she was trying to help herself."

He is just taking advantage of other people's situation to gain his own benefits.

As he spoke, Jiang An turned around to look.

Just at this moment, a corner of the curtain in front of the carriage was blown up by the wind.

Jiang An and Princess Nanshang looked at each other...

One... chooses to sit back and wait; the other chooses to charge forward and fight.

The little girl turned her head and looked carefully at the road in front of her.

She thought that this was why she could never get close to her.

The princess is calculating and ruthless, but she is not like an old fox.

In her plan, she is the only one in the winner's camp.

……

That day, they got drunk in the restaurant...

Whether it was the young officials or Lord Wu and his men, everyone was drinking to their heart's content!

Even Yuanyuan and Xingsang were fed a lot.

Princess Nan Shang didn't like this kind of noise and left the table early.

Before she left, she also took the reluctant Marquis with her.

After all, she is the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion. If she gets drunk here, she will probably be in the spotlight tomorrow!

At first, everyone at the table was still concerned about status and etiquette...

In the end, some were on the table, some were lying under the table, and some were hanging on the railings.

If Song Shen hadn't stopped them, Jiang Ling and Cui Huaixu would have gone on stage to snatch the dancer's job and danced themselves~

After a busy period, he finally got the person back to the table. Song Shen tugged at his collar and felt himself sweating from exhaustion.

Jiang An supported his cheek with his hand and placed a pot of wine in front of him.

"Little Minister Song, are you really not going to drink a single sip?"

Song Shen's Adam's apple rolled, and he glanced at the little girl's clear eyes, "No."

Don’t drink now and don’t drink in the future!

After the palace banquet, he became allergic to alcohol!!

"Ha ha…"

Jiang An laughed softly and said jokingly, "You are afraid of ropes for ten years after being bitten by a snake once!"

Song Shen pulled the corner of his mouth, "There is no other way, Song cherishes his life."

If he were thrown into the water for another hour or two in late autumn, he would really be dead!

The little girl nodded, "It's a good habit, keep it up~"

She took the wine jug and wanted to pour another glass, but she didn't expect that the jug was snatched away by Song Shen.

"Eh?"

Jiang An was not on guard against him and just stared at his empty palm in a daze.

"You have to attend court early tomorrow. You can't take any more leave this month."

The little girl curled her lips and muttered something while lying on the table.

"Sooner or later, my father will abolish this damn morning court..."

"what?"

Song Shen didn't hear clearly, and when he put his ear close to her, he could only hear the girl's snoring.

The corner of his eye twitched and he sighed helplessly.

“Brew…”

"The county lord has drunk too much, so let's end the banquet."

If you drink any more, there will be curfew.

the next day…

As expected, Jiang An did not get up to attend the morning court.

When Song Shen brought Cui Huaixu and Jiang Ling into the mansion, the whole mansion was quiet.

"Hey, where's your lady?"

Seeing Zhengyan, Jiang Ling asked loudly.

"Shh!"

Zhengyan was eating breakfast and motioned him to be quiet.

He asked the personal soldier who was leading the way to go down, and he led his men to the young lady's courtyard.

"The young lady hasn't woken up yet. Please wait for a moment, sirs."

"Not up yet?" Song Shen frowned.

"It's urgent. Please wake her up quickly. We have something urgent to do!"

With his back to Song Shen, Zheng Yan's face turned cold, "No matter how big the matter is, we have to let the young lady sleep well!"

When the young lady was young, she loved to sleep in. After the prince talked to her about reason, she never was lazy again.

From then on, no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, the little girl was always the most diligent.

If she wasn't really tired, she wouldn't have taken so long to get up!

During these days in Beijing, the young lady has never had a happy day. Now she is disturbed even when she takes a nap!

Song Shen frowned even more tightly.

He felt that subordinates like Zhengyan should not indulge their masters so much, and should advise them on everything!

He was about to say something when Jiang Ling pulled his sleeve.

"Since things have already come to this, why don't we just wait a little longer..."

The little girl is very protective of her children. If Song Shen had a conflict with this guard, she would probably go crazy.

"No need to wait, come in."

Jiang An got up from the bed and rubbed his swollen forehead.

She was asleep, not dead...

I could still hear a little bit of the noise outside.