After rebirth, she became the prince's favorite

The two of them stayed together for a while. Yang Yufei looked at the time and got up from Yao Mingjin's legs.

"My mother might come over soon, so you should go back first."

When Zhou Yueran saw her and Yao Mingjin being so close, she was worried that her mother would faint from the shock.

Yao Mingjin held her hand reluctantly, "But I still want to stay with you for a while. It's so hard for us to meet, and I don't know when we will meet again."

"Didn't we just meet yesterday?" Yang Yufei said speechlessly.

"Then let me kiss you again, let me hug you again, and I'll leave."

Yao Mingjin started to act coquettishly shamelessly.

Yang Yufei's heart beat faster when she saw those affectionate and focused eyes, and she found that she had no way to refuse his request.

Yao Mingjin kissed her again until she was breathless and her fair face was stained with two attractive peach blossoms. Then he left reluctantly.

After a while, Zhou Yueran finished counting the betrothal gifts and came to Yang Yufei.

"Why is your face so red?" He looked like he was in a state of lust.

Zhou Yueran stared at her daughter's charming face and asked vigilantly.

"Fei'er, is there a man hiding in your room?"

"Absolutely not, what are you thinking about, mother?"

Yang Yufei was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out of her chest and she almost knelt down in front of her mother.

Does her mother have a dog's nose? She feels so sharp.

Zhou Yueran was skeptical and walked around her room. She didn't see any man, and her heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.

"Yu Fei, this marriage is indeed a good one. You should wait for your marriage with peace of mind. After marriage, live a good life with the Prince of Zhennan. Let those who look down on you envy, hate and envy you, and feel itchy but helpless."

Her daughter was lucky. Even though she broke off her engagement with the prince, she still found a good man. She was sincerely happy for her daughter.

Yang Yufei was shy, "Mom, I know all this, don't worry."

"In two days, I will go to Huguo Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings, thanking the Buddha for giving you such a good marriage. Then I will also ask for a peace amulet for you, so that you can live safely and smoothly in the future."

Yang Yufei's eyelids were twitching wildly, her fingertips were cold, and the overwhelming fear almost drowned her.

In her previous life, her mother went to the Huguo Temple to burn incense and encountered a cruel robber, and died a tragic death.

She has a chance to start over, and that tragedy will never happen again.

"Mom, I'll go with you then." Yang Yufei said without thinking.

"Aren't you always annoyed by going to temples to burn incense and worship Buddha?" Zhou Yueran felt that she was increasingly unable to understand her daughter.

"Well, I'm getting married soon, so I want to spend more time with you. Mom, don't you want to take care of me as a burden?"

Yang Yufei simply shook Zhou Yueran's sleeve coquettishly, "Take me there."

"Okay, then I will prepare the items needed for burning incense tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. You need to bathe and fast. We will go in the morning three days later."

Zhou Yueran enjoyed her daughter's dependent and coquettish look and agreed to her request.

"Mom loves me the most, and I like her the most."

"Fei'er, the betrothal gifts have all been stored in the warehouse. Your grandmother and your father are still unwilling to give up on the betrothal gifts. It may be difficult for you to take them all back."

Zhou Yueran couldn't help getting angry when she thought of the old lady and Yang Daoling's greedy faces.

How did she marry into such a family? She was initially fascinated by Yang Daoling's overly handsome face, but who knew that this man was so despicable inside.

Yang Yufei's heart trembled, but her face did not show any abnormality.

"It's impossible for me to take all the betrothal gifts with me. It's okay, mother. I believe that the dowry you give me will not be less. This is enough."

Zhou Yueran was still unhappy. "I'm worried that your father will give your betrothal gift to that little bitch Shen Yuying. And Yang Zishu, didn't you see that she was so jealous today that her eyes turned red and her face was twisted hideously?"

"Mom, don't think too much. Wait until they really start to take action against my betrothal gift, then you can deal with them. I believe that with your methods, if they really start to fight, it's not certain who will suffer."

Zhou Yueran felt much more relieved after hearing her daughter’s comfort.

At the same time, Shen Yuying threw herself into Dong Yuanyuan's arms and started crying.

"Mom, I really hate it. Why did Yang Yufei get so much betrothal gifts?"

Two hundred thousand taels of silver notes, twenty large boxes filled with jewelry, antique paintings and calligraphy, and silks and satins. Each piece was so exquisite that she almost cried when she saw them.

"What's the point of hating? You are useless. Yang Yufei has already broken off the engagement with the prince, but you still can't hold the prince's heart."

Dong Yuanyuan was so angry that she tapped her daughter's forehead several times, "How can you be so stupid, useless, mother taught you so much, but you didn't learn it, I'm so mad at you."

After finally getting rid of Yang Yufei, her daughter caused trouble again at the critical moment.

The wound on Shen Yuying's face had not healed yet, and she grimaced in pain as she spoke.

"Can you blame me? I just served the prince and made him so happy. Who knew that less than two hours later, he was hooking up with another woman in bed, and even said that I was his bed warmer."

"How can I tolerate such insulting words?"

Dong Yuanyuan looked at her daughter's stupid look and pinched her arm hard.

"So you've gone crazy and vented your anger. Do you feel better now? Do you feel satisfied?"

Shen Yuying couldn't help crying again. She never thought that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would want her life for that woman.

What's worse is that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is disgusted with her, and she doesn't know how to coax him back.

"Mother, what should I do now? I want to be the Crown Princess. If that doesn't work, I can be the Crown Princess. I must be the most noble woman and never let anyone bully me again."

Dong Yuanyuan exhaled slowly from her chest, "As for the prince, take it easy for now. When he calms down, I'll give you some advice on how to coax him back."

"Ying'er, mother must send you to the prince's eastern palace. If Li Hexiong doesn't love you anymore, then there is no need for him to be the prince."

"When the time comes, I'll find you a new man."

Shen Yuying was frightened by her mother's domineering words, her pupils widened, "Mom, how could you say such outrageous words."

Is it so easy to change the crown prince?

How come it’s as easy as laying an egg to get into mother’s mouth?

"Let's not talk about that for now. We have more important things to do now. Ying'er, do you want revenge?"

Dong Yuanyuan was fed up with being scolded by Zhou Yueran and having to look at other people's faces.

"Mom, what do you mean? Why do I feel like there's a strong murderous look in your eyes?"

Shen Yuying felt a chill down her spine. Every time her mother looked like this, she knew someone was going to die.

Dong Yuanyuan leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words.

"If you just endure it one more time, we won't have to be scolded by that mother and daughter again. Ying'er, are you willing to help mother this time?"

Shen Yuying's palms were covered with cold sweat, and her voice was shaking violently, "Will this really work?"

"Of course, I have never failed in anything I do. Ying'er, as long as you get rid of the obstacles in front of you, I will find a way to become the official wife of the Marquis's mansion, and you will be the legitimate daughter. At that time, no matter which good man you want to marry, it will be easy."

The temptation was too great. Shen Yuying suppressed her fear and agreed, "I am willing to help you. But, mother, I hope this plan will succeed."

The cost of failure was too high for her to bear.