Jiang Ying shrank her neck, looking as if she was afraid.
But in those bright black eyes, there was clearly no fear.
"Oh~" Jiang Ying touched her nose and stuck out her tongue in embarrassnt: "I forgot, I, a humble servant, certainly can’t discuss the Imperial Relatives."
"However, I’m just telling you, after all, here, I only know my uncle, and you."
"So, are you going to promise or not, to stop glaring at my uncle in court? He always feels like he’s done sothing wrong, and he can’t eat these days."
Prince Qing was getting a headache from her.
Is this woman’s courage inherited from a cow?
Fearless of heaven or earth.
He was already so impatient, yet she kept emphasizing her demand.
Prince Qing sighed: "I promise you, alright, just stop following ."
With that said, he turned and left.
However, hearing footsteps, he turned back and Jiang Ying couldn’t stop in ti, directly bumping into his chest.
"Ouch!" She covered her nose in pain.
Prince Qing, annoyed: "I’ve already promised you, why are you still following ?"
Jiang Ying’s eyes were teary from the pain, and she complained in defiance: "You common man! Who’s following you, anyway? There’s only one way out, I need to get ho, don’t I?"
With that, Jiang Ying wiped her tears and walked ahead, lest Prince Qing accuse her of stalking again.
But...
Was what she just bumped into his chest muscles?
Didn’t expect Prince Qing to be handso and well-built, it’s just his temper that’s a bit off.
Watching Jiang Ying’s slender figure walk away.
Prince Qing suspiciously frowned and muttered: "Common man? What is that?"
This woman has so many strange and peculiar words.
Later at court.
Prince Qing saw Historian Wang and didn’t put on a sour face anymore.
Historian Wang felt relieved again.
Regained his usual spirit, writing three essays a day to praise the Princess.
...
"Students, follow , don’t fall behind!" Mo Yanchi and the students trekked up the mountain in groups.
There were over fifty students from the academy participating this ti.
"Sister Zhi’er." Fang Wuxi squeezed to the front from the back.
He took out a peach from his sleeve and handed it to Bai Zhi’er: "Eat it, my father brought it back from Jiangbei, it’s very sweet."
Bai Zhi’er’s eyes sparkled as she took it: "Thank you, Brother Wuxi!"
Fang Wuxi smiled with a layer of bashfulness on his face.
He is now a handso and energetic teenager, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, and long, black eyelashes.
When he smiled, his white teeth showed, very handso.
However, before Fang Wuxi could say a few more words to Bai Zhi’er.
The Third Young Master and the Sixth Prince ca up and half-pushed him away.
Since Bai Zhi’er was thirteen years old, there have been various young n flattering her.
Her brothers know that as their sister grows prettier day by day, becoming more beautiful.
Her skin is tender and fair, her eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, increasingly making it hard to look away.
So, they decided to drive away so young boys experiencing their first stirrings of love from their sister’s side.
Bai Yaoyu had a good relationship with Fang Youzhen and often visited Fang Mansion.
Fang Wuxi was also close to him.
Right now, Fang Wuxi was waving: "Brother Yu, let go, I haven’t finished talking with Sister Zhi’er yet."
Bai Yaoyu frowned: "That’s my sister, why are you so close when talking to her? Behave, or I’ll use you for boxing practice later."
"Zhi’er! Zhi’er!" Fang Wuxi tilted his head back and called.
But Bai Zhi’er was focused on the peach in her hand.
The skin is thin, the flesh pink, it must be very sweet!
This year General Fang brought back a basket of peaches from Jiangbei.
It’s said that because there was little rain in Jiangbei, the harvest was poor.
General Fang sent a large portion of the peaches to the palace, and Bai Zhi’er shared them with her family.
She loves sweet fruits.
This peach, she plans to save it and let Feng Fuce taste it when they get back.
She rembers last ti when she fed him, he ate the whole thing and accidentally bit her finger!
Feng Fuce would surely be happy to see the peach.
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