The little lady of Xuanmen has become popular in the sixth palace by fortune-telling

Chapter 138 Why don’t you teach me what liking means?

This street is mostly occupied by ladies and ladies from official residences, so the street is full of luxury goods, specializing in women's items.

Although there are few people, it does not mean that there is no one at all.

The ladies who gathered in groups naturally recognized Princess Pingle and seemed to be used to this scene, so no one came to persuade her.

A woman who has no power and relies on the eldest princess's palace will die when she dies.

What surprised them was that there were still people who dared to interfere with Princess Pingle's affairs. Pingle's methods were notoriously ruthless, and the people she targeted would have their skin peeled off even if they died, but the one who was said to be The daughter-in-law she is planning to marry is very lucky. In her hands, she can still grow up to be 17 years old and still have arms and legs to live a good life.

Compared with Princess Pingle's cold anger, Xu Anan was much calmer. She had always been happy with the situation, so she smiled lightly and said, "Let's wait until disaster strikes, but for today's matter, Princess Pingle still doesn't want to talk about it." It's too much, so you have to be merciful and merciful."

Princess Pingle sneered twice: "Are you qualified to teach me how to do things?"

Cheng Qingqiu has been afraid of her unstable eldest aunt since she was a child, but she couldn't sit back and watch Xu Anan being bullied, so she bit the bullet and said: "Auntie, cousin, she didn't do anything wrong, and there are so many people watching on the street. If it’s harmful to your reputation, just listen to my emperor... listen to Concubine Ming, why don’t you just forget it?"

Princess Pingle looked at Cheng Qingqiu, and when she touched Pingle's eyes, Cheng Qingqiu hid behind Xu Anan in fear.

Of course, Pingle did not miss these details. She said coldly: "Cheng Qingqiu, as a member of the royal family, you help an outsider speak for you? Do you want to stand on the opposite side of me?"

The outsider she refers to is Xu Anan.

Cheng Qingqiu curled his lips in dissatisfaction and retorted in a low voice: "Concubine Ming is not an outsider, she belongs to my brother!"

Princess Pingle stared at her coldly: "You say it again?"

Cheng Qingqiu's face turned pale with fright, and her eyes turned red with fright. Wuwuwu, this eldest aunt of hers is so scary, as if she wants to eat people.

"Mother?"

A clear voice came from behind Xu Anan and the others. Everyone looked over, and the meanness on Princess Pingle's face softened.

She rubbed Qiao Xiangsi's shoulder and walked to Meng Shiyuan's side: "Yuan'er, you came just in time. Look what this stupid woman has done!"

Qiao Xiangsi raised her eyes to look at Meng Shiyuan. The clear breeze and bright moon made people look at him with shame.

She looked down at her clothes. Only when she went to the palace for a banquet, Princess Pingle would reward her with better clothes in order not to embarrass her. Normally, she would wear clothes worse than those of a slave. She pinched the hem of her clothes with a sense of inferiority. She and Meng Shiyuan had always been far apart.

"Look at her. She can't even carry anything. She scattered it all over the floor. Divorce her quickly. I'm really upset when I see it."

Meng Shiyuan looked at Qiao Xiangsi. Qiao Xiangsi's eyes were red and a little aggrieved: "I didn't..."

But Meng Shiyuan's eyes were cold, and Qiao Xiangsi quickly lowered her head as if she had been burned. Her hands holding the corners of her clothes tightened, and the veins on the back of her fair hands were clear and fragile.

The skin on her palms was scratched by the stones, and there was a light layer of red blood.

Meng Shiyuan withdrew his gaze and looked at the jewelry on the ground. He bent down and picked it up: "Mom, she has always been clumsy. Just don't take her out next time. I'll carry it and let's go home."

Seeing that Meng Shiyuan was on her side, Princess Pingle snorted and left with a haughty voice.

As for Qiao Acacia, no one cared about her from beginning to end.

Qiao Xiangsi waited for Meng Shiyuan to leave before looking up at his back. Some people were born in the clouds, but she was just dirt on the ground that could be trampled on at will.

Yun Ni is different. She knows she is not good enough for him, but she really loves him.Cheng Qingqiu glanced at her and sighed helplessly. Even if Pingle didn't admit Qiao Xiangsi, it would be useless. The matter of Chongxi had already been cleared up. Princess Pingle didn't hide the fact that there was such a person in the house. There is no other way.

"Cousin, shall I take you to the hospital for bandage first?"

Only then did Qiao Xiangsi come back to her senses. She looked at Cheng Qingqiu and whispered, "Thank you, Your Royal Highness, the eldest princess."

She looked at Xu An'an again and gave a slight blessing: "Thank you, Concubine Ming, for the rescue."

She touched her forehead. The blood had coagulated and the wound still stung a little. She shook her head gently: "No, I'll just go back and bandage it myself."

Xu Anan looked her up and down. She was really shabby. The only thing that stood out was the sachet, which was probably given to her by Pingle.

She patted the dust on her clothes, saluted everyone again, and silently walked back to the princess mansion alone.

Cheng Qingqiu was a little worried: "Is it okay if she just goes back like this? Meng Shiyuan really doesn't like the divorce, but he wants to keep her in the house to be tortured by his eldest aunt. I don't know what he thinks."

Xu Anan's brows were also frowning. She was definitely not wrong about Meng Shiyuan's fortune telling, but what was going on?

And Qiao Xiangsi's face was also covered in thick fog, hiding her fate. Xu Anan didn't dare to look into it carefully, for she was afraid of being punished by God if she found out.

In life, you can have opportunities and avoid temporary disasters. She is not a god, but she can still know what their future will be like. Everyone has their own experiences, and this is not something outsiders can interfere with.

Xu Anan patted Cheng Qingqiu on the shoulder: "Let them resolve their matters themselves. It's useless for you to think so much."

Cheng Qingqiu sighed: "Cold-tempered people are really scary. In the future, when I look for a prince-in-law, I will look for someone like Brother Chang'an. He will only be kind to me."

Mentioning Xie Chang'an, Cheng Qingqiu's eyes lit up.

Fu Ling covered her mouth and smiled: "Girls in other boudoirs are shy and timid when it comes to marriage. How can I be as outspoken as the princess?"

Cheng Qingqiu blinked, does the marriage still need to be hidden?Can’t you marry whoever you like?
Xu Anan also pursed her lips in a funny way: "You'd better figure out what you like."

Fu Ling glanced sideways at Xu An'an and couldn't help but complain: "Your Majesty, you have the nerve to talk to Princess. If you can understand it, I will be grateful to God."

Xu Anan and Cheng Qingqiu looked at each other in confusion. Cheng Qingqiu didn't care. She seemed to be single, but Xu Anan was different.

She is a palace concubine, a well-known concubine who has sex with Yudian.

Cheng Qingqiu's eyes showed confusion: "Didn't you say that the one you like the most is my imperial brother? Why don't you teach me what it means to like?"

Xu Anan: "..."

Thanks for the invitation, she can’t!

How do you like to teach this?
But, Xu Anan has to feel like she understands everything she does. She glanced at Poria with dissatisfaction: "What big lies are you talking about? Who said I didn't understand it?"

Poria: "..."

She just quietly watched how she acted.

(End of this chapter)