After Reincarnating, the Ice-Cold Prince Won’t Leave Me Alone

The two sat down on the cashmere carpet. Wen Wan put a piece of watermelon in her mouth and chewed it. It was very pleasing to the eye.

An An was speechless: "Aren't you tired from eating like this?"

Wen Wan shook her head and said nothing, until she finished the watermelon in her mouth, she explained in a low voice: "My mother said that girls must have good manners to be liked by others."

An An curled her lips, picked up the watermelon and took a big bite. She slurred and said, "We are just kids. It's fun to chew things in big mouths..."

Seeing An An's heartless look, Wen Wan felt a little envious in her heart. The mother said that she and An An were different. An An was born as a princess, but she was just the daughter of a martial artist. The mother also said that people are born with different grades, and you can only fight for what you want.

The two played for a while, and An An felt a little bored. Wanwan didn't know when she started to become more and more ladylike, and she couldn't let go at all.

It's a pity that she just made a big mistake, and several of her friends were banned by various families. Jingqi was also thrown into the military camp for training by Uncle Feng Wu.

An An continued to read her little book, while Wen Wan was wandering around the room. The two girls got along very well on weekdays. An An's toys are gentle and can be played with casually.

Wen Wan came to the toy house next door. The whole room was designed to be very dreamy. The walls were surrounded by rows of exquisitely crafted antique shelves, with a dazzling array of toys of various colors stacked on them.

It is said that this was specially designed by His Royal Highness Prince Su for An An. Wen Wan couldn't help but be envious, and her mind couldn't help but think of what her mother said unintentionally.

——Do you want to be the daughter of His Highness Prince Su?

She shook her head vigorously to drive away the unwanted thoughts. Pick up a seemingly ordinary Luban lock on the shelf.

However, this was specially made by Jing Hedi for An An's second birthday. Most people would never see the emperor in their lifetime, but An An was often held in Jing Hedi's lap and played with.

Her gentle eyes were fixed on the exquisitely crafted rag doll in the middle of the shelf. The rag doll wears a beautiful blue princess dress, has big eyes, and her waist-length hair is braided into beautiful braids.

This is said to be a gift from Aunt An An. There is nothing for sale here in Daxia.

No girl can resist the temptation of a rag doll. Wen Wan carefully took down the rag doll and gently held it in her hands to play with.

An An, who was holding the little book, came over and saw it. She stared nervously at the doll in her hand, wanting to get the doll back, but her mother had taught her that friends should know how to share!

An An frowned and couldn't help but tell her, "Wanwan, be careful, don't damage the candied haws." Candied haws is the name An An gave to the doll.

Wen Wan responded perfunctorily, and went to undo the rag doll's pigtails with great interest.

An An was sitting on the wool carpet absentmindedly playing with the nine-ring chain, occasionally glancing at the rag doll in Wen Wan's hand.

After seeing each other for a long time, Wen Wan still hasn’t returned the doll to her...

An An couldn't sit still anymore, so she grabbed the nine-ring ring and brought it to Wen Wan: "Let's play alone for a quarter of an hour."

Wen Wan held the doll's hand slightly tightly. She was a child after all, so she couldn't help but say what was in her heart:

"An'an, I really like this doll, can you give it to me?"

She knew that An An had always been generous. When she first came here, her mother made two cloth tigers and asked her to give one to An An. An An was very happy and generously brought her to the toy house and let her choose as she pleased.

In the end, An An gave her a finely crafted wooden horse and a beautiful windmill. In An An's eyes, there was no distinction between high and low toys, but the fact was that the prices of the two items were very different.

So it must be the same this time. An An has so many toys, so it's appropriate to give her a rag doll, although this rag doll looks very expensive.

When An An heard this, he was obviously confused for a moment, and then shook his head firmly: "No, my aunt made this for me personally. I can lend it to you to play with, but I really can't give it to you."

After saying that, he took the rag doll over and Wen Wan subconsciously reached out to pull it. Although An An is nearly two years younger than Wen Wan, she has already begun to practice martial arts and is naturally strong, so she pulled over easily.

Looking at the messed up hair, she shouted angrily: "Wanwan, you can't be more careful, you've torn off all the Tanghulu's hair!"

After saying this, she began to comb the doll's hair with distress. An An didn't take it to heart. She and Jing Qi were used to fighting every day, and they never held back when they were unhappy.

The two of them often fight, but they make up after a while.

Therefore, the little girl did not notice the stiffness of Wen Wan's face behind her, and the unhidden anger in her eyes.

Wen Wan clenched her little hands and couldn't help but think of her mother's words,

——An An’s willingness to play with you does not mean that she really regards you as a friend. You are just a toy for her to relieve her boredom when she is bored. The toys she gave you were things she didn’t want, and they were giving you charity.

When Wen Wan heard this, she felt very angry and refuted her mother loudly.

But now, she vaguely felt that her mother was right.

An An obviously has so many toys, so what's wrong with giving her a doll? She is An An's friend.

But she knew she couldn't lose her temper, so she endured her displeasure and played for a while, when Song Zirou came over and called her back for dinner, so she left.

An An didn't pay attention to this at all. The little girl was focused on the doll at this time. She just said "Oh" casually and said "I'll go play with you tonight", then lowered her head and continued to fiddle with the pigtails in her hands.

I heard from Grandma Tao from Meimei Pavilion that her grandmother, who lives far away, will be coming in a while, and I wonder if my aunt will come with her.

…

On the other side, Wen Wan had been feeling depressed during the meal after she returned. She wanted to say something several times, but Song Zirou stopped her with a fierce look.

Wen Wan felt a little aggrieved. Her mother said that high-ranking families were very particular about eating but not talking at bedtime, so I don't know when the mother and daughter started not saying a word from beginning to end when they were eating.

The only sounds in the silent room were the clatter of dishes and the sound of women chirping.

Song Zirou wanted to be a noble lady and had strict demands on herself and her daughter in all aspects.

Take eating as an example. I heard that most ladies eat very slowly, so what could have been solved in a quarter of an hour, she endured her hunger and chewed the rice in small bites. It took more than half an hour, and the food had already become cold. Not to mention, my cheeks hurt from chewing.

But Song Zirou felt that all the efforts were worth it.

As everyone knows, painting the skin of a tiger is difficult to paint the bones. Those noble ladies are the result of the natural influence they have been exposed to since childhood.

But at this time, although Song Zirou was eating very slowly, she couldn't help but smack her mouth from time to time. This was nothing, most people would do this when eating, but when you smack your mouth while your cheeks are slowly moving, it's very funny.

And the so-called "don't talk when you eat" is not a rigid rule that you must not talk while eating. It just means that you can't talk and laugh wantonly. It is neither etiquette nor good for your health.

Finally, after waiting for nearly an hour (more than an hour and a half), Song Zirou put down her chopsticks, touched Wen Wan's head, and asked softly: "What's wrong with Wan Wan?"

Wen Wan lowered her head and whispered: "Mom, I want a rag doll."

"Hey, what do you want mom to do? I'll do it for you when you're free."

"No..." Wen Wan pursed her lips and raised her head: "An An has a rag doll, which was given by Aunt An An. It is very beautiful and cannot be bought in Daxia."

A hint of darkness flashed in Song Zirou's eyes. An An's aunt... I heard people in the palace mentioned that she was the crown princess of an overseas country. Every year, she would ask caravans to send many things to the palace.

Seeing her daughter huddled in her arms sadly, she felt soft for a moment and couldn't help but say what was in her heart:

"Don't worry Wanwan, it won't be long before you can become the daughter of His Highness Prince Su."

When Wen Wan heard this before, she thought her mother was going crazy, but now——

She couldn't help but raise her head and asked curiously: "But I have a father!"

Song Zirou patted Wen Wan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "But your father is dead.

There is an unwritten rule at the border. On the battlefield, if a soldier is saved by his brother, but the brother dies, the soldier must take the responsibility of taking care of the other party's wife and children. However, in order to avoid gossip, most soldiers will marry each other's wife and children, or recognize them as brothers and sisters of the opposite sex. "

Prince Su is already married, so why not take a step back and accept her as a concubine?

There is indeed such an unwritten rule at the border, but it was a time of war, and the country was in urgent need of reproducing the population. It was a helpless move by both men and women in order to survive. And usually it is when the two people are of equal status.

Wen Wan's eyes lit up after hearing this: "Is that so?" Then she can be like An An, with countless beautiful clothes and people to take care of her!

Song Zirou pulled out a red invitation from her makeup box: "The young master of the Yongchang Marquis Mansion will have a full moon banquet tomorrow. Wanwan will dress up beautifully."

Wen Wan opened her eyes wide: "Is Yongchang Hou Mansion the ancestral home of An An? But I heard from An An that the princess particularly hates the people from Yongchang Hou Mansion!"

Song Zirou's eyes flashed: "Children are telling lies. They have broken bones and tendons, and the princess is just talking."

…

An An had been very bored these days, and this time she made a slightly bigger mistake. Feng Shuo ordered her not to leave the yard.

That day, the little guy was bored on the swing in the garden. He heard from some women passing by the kitchen that the young master of the Yongchang Marquis Mansion was full moon, and for the sake of fun, he would throw wedding money at the door.

When An An heard this, his big eyes rolled.

She knows about Yongchang Hou Mansion! The maternal home of my mother and aunt.

But my mother hates that family very much, and Nuobao also said that the people in Yongchang Houfu are very disgusting. Nuobao won’t tell you how disgusting they are.

Anyway, she had nothing to do, so she might as well go over and join in the fun.

Sure enough, she told Eunuch Hua to go to her "grandfather's" house. Eunuch Hua hesitated for a while but agreed, but arranged many guards for her.

An An doesn't matter, as long as he can go out and play.

The carriage had not yet arrived at the gate of Yongchang Houfu, and An An saw Wen Wan standing at the intersection, dressed beautifully, from a distance.

An An asked someone to stop the carriage. While waving his little hand at Wen Wan, he jumped out of the carriage nimbly,

The two maids Tiangao and Tangtang followed them slowly. Even though their names were so cute, they were actually two cold beauties with good martial arts skills. Shen Mingjiao hired her from the Red Lotus Sect with a high salary.

An An held Wen Wan's arm affectionately: "Wan Wan, why are you here!"

Wen Wan glanced at her cautiously: "I told An An, don't be angry. One of my good classmates from Zhou Family School went to the Yongchang Marquis Mansion with her mother. She insisted on inviting me to come with her, and I was embarrassed to refuse."

There are no schools for girls in Daxia. If a girl wants to learn how to read, she must ask her husband to teach her at home, or her parents and brothers can teach her. However, Song Zirou is illiterate, and Shen Mingjiao feels that it is not necessary to hire a teacher for Wen Wan alone.

So he stuffed her into the home of a fifth-grade lady he met in Dali Temple. The lady's family had hired a famous female concubine a few years ago. Some relatives and friends sent her daughter of school age nearby, and of course they had to pay money. The bundle is repaired.

They were basically middle- and lower-level officials. Shen Mingjiao didn't think much about it, but she just felt that girls should also be literate.

An An waved her little hand carelessly: "It doesn't matter, Wanwan is Wanwan, Yongchang Houfu is Yongchanghoufu, they are different."

Wen Wan breathed a sigh of relief. Although she occasionally lied, this was her first time in front of An An.

Seeing that Yongchang Hou's Mansion was not far away, An An simply waved the carriage back. The two children walked forward hand in hand. Song Zirou followed quietly.

Tiangao and Tangtang turned around and gave her a cold look.

Song Zirou lowered her head in fear and had to retreat again.

Wen Wan mentioned casually: "I heard that the wife of the Crown Prince of Yongchang Houfu has given birth to three sons in a row!"

An An tilted his head and gave her a strange look: "Just give birth!"

Wen Wan whispered: "I also want a younger brother and sister..."

An An was about to say that she wanted it too, when she heard Wen Wan continue to say softly:

"But I heard from Miss Wang that my mother didn't like her when she gave birth to younger brothers and sisters. Especially after giving birth to younger brothers, adults are very patriarchal. Many of them don't want to see their elder sisters after they have younger brothers!"

Seeing An An staring at her in disbelief, seemingly stunned, she suppressed her heartbeat, leaned close to An An and whispered in his ear:

"So, let me tell you quietly, if His Royal Highness Prince Su has a son, he will definitely not like An An, and will drive An An out like what is written in the storybook,"

An An was stunned for a while before she came to her senses, and then shook her head firmly:

"Nonsense, my parents will not dislike An An, and they will only have one child, An An." After speaking, she emphasized seriously: "Also, I really want younger siblings, but my mother said she can't have them!"

The last sentence she said was quite resentful. I still remember that Aunt Cui gave birth to a little brother last year. Aunt Cui sighed and said that it was her third child and she vowed not to have any more children...

An'an went to see her little brother. He was a red ball and very cute. Qin Shuqing showed off for several days.

An An ran home and asked her mother to give her a baby brother. She used all kinds of coquettishness and cuteness. Her mother leaned on the recliner and sighed with great sadness, saying that she could never give birth to a baby brother again. When she said this , and gave his father a hard look.

An An thought her mother was sick and never mentioned it again from then on.

After An An said this, she couldn't help but glared at Wen Wan, then ran away with her legs, Tian Gao and Tang Tang followed closely.

Wen Wan was a little panicked, and Song Zirou took a few steps to catch up and patted her daughter on the shoulder: "The princess is so angry that she is so embarrassed."

Wen Wan wrung her fingers uneasily: "But... why do we do this? What if the princess comes back and An An files a complaint?"

Song Zirou shook her head indifferently, her eyes deep: "It doesn't matter what the princess thinks, the most important thing is the prince. Wanwan remember, as long as the princess's reputation is more domineering outside, the more troubles she will get into, and over time, Prince Su will definitely feel If you have an idea, then we will have a chance!”

There was a bright light in her eyes. According to An An's wishes, Shen Mingjiao... couldn't give birth!

No wonder, King Su was already in his thirties and had only one daughter.

Ah! Shen Mingjiao must be jealous!

…

An An ran a long way before stopping, her pretty little face pouting with anger.

"Tangtang, Nian Gao, Wanwan, have you changed? I'm a little angry!"

She couldn't explain why? I just feel that Wanwan has become very strange.

The two cold-faced maids obviously had no intention of comforting anyone, so they just said dryly: "Mother and daughter Wen have evil intentions."

An An clenched her little fists: "Huh! An An ignored her for half a month, no... for a month!"

The two maids were amused by the fierce look on her breasts.

Seeing the commotion in front of the Yongchang Hou Mansion, An An suddenly didn't want to go in. When she was about to go back, she saw a familiar little figure mixed in among a group of adults.