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Chapter two hundred and forty third anger

The girl held herself in front of the mirror and gently touched her fingers on her swollen face that was hit. Her skin was always delicate, and a little force would leave traces. The slap she had with all her strength immediately began to swollen.

Shuixiang frowned while watching, and handed a hand towel wrapped in ice, "Why do you need to anger the princess? I'm so unhappy in Liyuan Courtyard today. She is the princess, and she must be reasonable in terms of love. If you fight against her like this, you are afraid that it will damage your reputation."

The girl sneered with a sarcastic sneer, "Famous? I still care about this?"

The cold touch relieved the pain of the girl's pain a little. "What is fame compared to life? I just want to have a fucking relationship with her in public so that everyone can know how bad my relationship with her is. In this way, even if she wants to touch me, she has to consider it."

He turned his head and said to Qinghuan: "Put up some oil and vinegar for today, and let it go. I want to make the streets and all the news, and everyone knows that she and I are incompatible with each other."

Qinghuan understood what Jiao Niang meant and nodded vigorously, "Master, don't worry, I will do this for you with this mouth."

Jiao Niang smiled and shook her hand, then looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes suddenly became fierce, and she snorted coldly: "I want everyone to know that if I, Hua Jiao Niang, have any mistakes in the future, she, Yuchi Zhen, cannot get rid of it. Don't try to leave it alone."

The girl's pupils shrank slightly, and the candle flames on the table penetrated into her eyes, like two warm peonies blooming. She recalled the scene in the inner room of Liyuan Courtyard...

She held a handful of white jade three-inlaid blessing and longevity wood combs and gently combed Yuchi Zhen's hair. Her hair was smooth and soft. She combed down to the bottom and touched her hands as smooth and soft as black brocade. "The empress's hair is so good."

Yuchi Zhen smiled faintly, "What's the good thing? I have white hair." She looked at her beautiful girl's appearance from the mirror, a trace of sadness flashed across her heart, and sighed softly, "I'm old."

The girl smiled and said, "The lady is only in her twenties and is still young, so why is she called her old? She is in her prime."

The two of them intertwined their eyes in the mirror, and they both raised their smiles. Yuchi Zhen said, "The concubine Xiaohua is really good at speaking, no wonder the prince likes you so much."

The girl smiled softly and said, "The prince likes me, but it's not just because I can talk."

Yuchi Zhen's face froze slightly, then he stretched out his smile, "Yes, Xiaohua's concubine has an enviable and beautiful appearance, but she is just a good person. How long can she be better?"

The girl smiled without saying a word and soon tied her hair up. Yuchi Zhen picked up a pair of red gold plates, dragons, five phoenixes, and inserted them on her head. She also chose a claw-shaped golden branch covered with crystals. There were a few velvet flowers around her, and a pink peony hairpin on the back.

She dressed very carefully, so she chose these things for a long time.

A few wisps of graceful blue smoke wafted out of the incense burner, gently like layers of cotton gauze. The girl glanced at it and asked, "What kind of fragrance does Empress do you think? It's light and it feels so comfortable to smell it."

Yuchi Zhen said: "It's either expensive, it's just an ordinary Anshenxiang."

"The Empress can't sleep well recently?" The girl glanced at her lightly and sneered at the corner of her mouth, "Yes, if I did something bad, how can I sleep peacefully? If I were the Empress, I wouldn't sleep well."

After saying that, Yuchi Zhen immediately raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiao Niang, "What does Xiaohua's concubine mean to say this?"

"Don't you really understand?" Jiao Niang raised her delicate eyebrows slightly, smiled, and said, "Don't you know exactly how Mrs. Jian died?"

Yuchi Zhen's expression changed slightly, and she turned her head to the mirror to wear a flower, "That's her own fault, what does it have to do with this princess?" Her fingers trembled slightly, and she didn't get a hairpin after a few strokes, so she threw it on the table, "Does Xiaohua's concubine still suspect that you are poisoned and me now?"

The girl raised her head and looked at Yuchi Zhen in the mirror, "It's not suspicion, it's certain."

Yuchi Zhen laughed a few times instead of anger and said, "Ha, it's ridiculous, what evidence do you have?"

Jiao Niang picked up the hairpin and put it on her hair bun, still kind of happy, "I have no evidence, but I know that Sister Jian has suffered it for someone else." Huarui closed slightly, Jiao Niang was satisfied with it, "I don't know how you threatened her, maybe she was taking the life of her family and her brother's future as a threat."

Yuchi Zhen smiled slightly, "There is no evidence. You are just guessing out of thin air. It's just a waste of time to say it. The prince won't believe it."

Jiao Niang smiled at her, "Do you think the prince believes in you more or believe in me more? I ask myself that I definitely have this ability. As long as I say a word, there is nothing that the prince doesn't believe."

Yuchi Zhen rose up suddenly and approached the girl, "The fox is charming and confusing the Lord, the prince is confused by you."

The girl suddenly covered her mouth and laughed, and then said, "That's my ability, but Princess, you are not talented, not virtuous, old and ugly. If I were a man, I would be the same as the prince. Your only advantage is that you have a good family background, but it seems that the prince doesn't like this benefit either."

Yuchi Zhen was extremely angry, her face turned ashen. After a while, she smiled freely, sat down slowly, and said confidently: "Just this benefit is something you can't compare to in your entire life."

The girl smiled gradually, bent down, and supported her hands on the dressing table, and said word by word: "Is that so? But why did I hear that your family is going to give up on you, and they are going to send your sister in to replace you."

Sure enough, this sentence stirred Yuchi Zhen's nerves. She tried her best to cover up the fluctuations on her face, but the trembling of her fingers had the best confirmation of what Jiao Niang said.

That's right, her father no longer favored the prince and turned his attention to King Rui. But he despised her incompetence and was forced to give in to him by a concubine, so he intended to let the concubine's sister in his family come to the house to help her.

She knew that her father called assistance in a pretentious way, but in fact, it was just to make one day she could not save her, and another Yuchi family daughter could replace her.

Perhaps to say that, her father is ready to sacrifice her at any time.

Yuchi Zhen forced himself to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "This princess's hair bun is already dressed up. It's really a blessing that Xiaohua's concubine has already been on the verge of her. The rain seems to have stopped, so I won't give it to you."
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