Witch Reborn Raiders

"Yi'er, how do you see the peonies blooming over there?" Wang Hao pointed to the flowers not far away.

"Very good." Shizi responded.

"Why don't Yi'er pick a few flowers for mother? It just so happens that I'm tired, so I'll go over there and have a rest." The princess pointed to the pavilion next to her.

"Just let the servant girl do these things, I don't know how to do these things, mother, you know that." The son shied away.

"Why can't you be a mother? I know, that female doctor is gone, and your soul is also gone..." The princess complained and nagged.

"Okay, okay, I'll go, everyone is gone, why is mother talking about this!" The son was a little displeased, and went to pick flowers to avoid his mother's nagging.

It's just that Shizi's hands and feet are extremely clumsy, so the flowers that come down are either missing leaves or petals.Coincidentally, they ran into the Wang family's concubine daughter who was also sent by their father, and the two chatted.

"You can't cut it like this!" said the Wang family's daughter.

Shizi raised his head to look at this woman, her appearance was considered to be excellent, but she was not outstanding.At a glance, she could tell that she was a young lady from a wealthy official family, but although her words and deeds were decent, she was also a little dull, and she was far from the woman in her heart.

The son thought about it carefully, such a coincidence, to meet such a noble lady in the deep mountains and deep valleys, it must be the "beloved" arranged by his mother for him!

The prince simply followed their wish, and asked down the donkey, "Who is this elder sister?"

"I am the legitimate daughter of the Wang family, you can call me Yingying."

"Wang Yingying? The name is chosen casually, and she must not be loved at home." The prince thought to himself.

"Oh... Wang family... I heard that you should have a younger sister? Call... Wang...?" The prince asked intentionally.

"Yes, my sister is very clever and talented. It is reasonable for the young master to remember her. My sister's name is Yu Qing."

"Yu Qing? A good name, singing and dancing gracefully, captivating the country!" The prince deliberately pretended to admire his younger sister, trying to annoy the "dignified" young lady in front of him.

"My younger sister's appearance and talent are indeed superior to mine. It is reasonable for the young master to remember her." The woman was not only not angry, but also had an understanding attitude.

This surprised Shi Zi very much, so he deliberately stained her skirt with a handful of soil, and then pretended to be innocent and said, "I'm sorry, it was really not intentional."

The woman saw what was going on in his mind, she was neither angry nor blamed, she just smiled and said: "Yingying is leaving temporarily, I need to change clothes now, sir, forgive me."

"Miss, please forgive me." The prince bowed.

"Where, it doesn't matter." The woman smiled and left.

After the woman left, Shizi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had finally sent her away.But from time to time, I would think of her appearance, thinking that she has such a temper, and she knows the general situation. If "Xiangxiang" changes his mind one day, she will definitely tolerate Xiangxiang with her as the mistress of the family.

The prince gave the princess a basket of rotten flowers.

"Look at you, if you want to pick a few flowers, you can pick them like this!" The princess picked up the flowers and threw them on the table angrily.

"Mother obviously didn't want me to pick these flowers!" said the prince.

"What? Did you see it? How?"

"That's right, when will we discuss the marriage?" Shizi simply broke the can.

"What?" The princess thought she had heard wrong.

"When will we discuss the marriage?" Shizi said loudly again.

"You didn't lie to your mother, did you?"

"Mother loves to believe it or not."

"Hahahahahahaha, well, my son has really grown up, and mother will talk about it tomorrow!" The princess was very happy, but she didn't know that this was an expedient measure for her son.