"Second sister-in-law, just say what you want to say. Let me tell you again, the young prince and I are just ordinary friends. I didn't know he was the young prince before I met him. You don't have to say anything about being a princess.

That's so unpleasant!" Xiao Qiao glared at her angrily. This woman really has nothing to do and always likes to make trouble for her. Is she born with a look that deserves to be bullied? This stinky woman who fights,

I really wanted to beat her up.

"Ordinary friends? They are so ordinary! Why have I never met a friend who protects and loves himself like this? I really need to learn from you how to capture a man!" Wang Shuya said gracefully.

And laugh, become sarcastic.

"We haven't seen each other for four years, and the second sister-in-law's habit of chewing the tongue has really not changed at all. It seems that the second sister-in-law doesn't welcome me back to her parents' home?" Concubine Yu raised the handkerchief, covered her chest and coughed lightly, if there was any

Ruowu glanced at Wang Shuya.

These words were enough for Wang Shuya to hear, but the word "my palace" revealed Zhu Yurong's current identity, but it also separated the relationship between their family. Wang Shuya's face turned purple, her lips moved, and she opened her mouth to say something

Something, but I swallowed it back. Today is different from the past. The weak woman who could only sob under the locust tree has become the person in San Gong and Six Courtyards.

A standing winter plum blossom was biting to the bone and the chill was overwhelming. Although Wang Shuya relied on the glory of her family, she was still a little short of her. The married daughter, not to mention Wang Hong, was not very satisfied with it at first.

After a marriage, no matter how noble her birth was, she was already a member of the Zhu family, and the distant Prime Minister's Palace became increasingly unfamiliar to her.

"Everyone has been working hard for so long, let's go back to our rooms and rest!" Zhu Yurong glanced at everyone indifferently, and a gust of cold wind passed through the courtyard, blowing over her delicate face, and her pleated skirt was fluttering in the wind.

Quality, delicate and refined

The beauty has drifted away, and all that is left in the Zhu Mansion is the jade concubine who is dressed in glory and favor. Wang Shuya is too lazy to talk to them. She snorts dullly, with a trace of wrinkles on her brows, and glances at Zhu Yurong sideways from the corner of her eye.

Throwing down his sleeves, he left resolutely.[

Qingqiu Villa.

After struggling for so long, Xiao Qiao was almost exhausted. He never thought that so many accidents would happen after the truth was revealed. A majestic little prince appeared out of nowhere, and then a jade concubine appeared.
Chapter completed!