Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

It turned out that this woman was more proud than he had imagined before, even if she made such a great contribution, she didn't want others to know.

He felt that the heart in his chest could not help falling for her.

He couldn't help looking at Dongfang Lian, such a good woman, how could Dongfang Lian be worthy of such a sinister person, he should snatch her here.

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The battle was won, and the northern army held a huge bonfire banquet on the grassland outside the city to celebrate this difficult victory.

Ji Hua has never participated in this kind of ancient banquet. The soldiers and people in the frontier are warm and simple, singing and dancing around the bonfire, which makes people feel very happy.

Ji Yuan made a toast, it was the first time for her to show up in front of everyone, and Dongfang Lian would appear. I heard that the bastard Eighth Prince who refused to marry came to supervise the army, and she would also appear.

So she deliberately thought about it tonight, and finally decided to keep a low profile as much as possible.

There's no point in provoking these two men, neither of them is her target.

When he came to meet Ji Yuan, the old man Luo Suo told her that she was about [-]% similar to Ji Hua, but Ji Hua's skin was darker, and the contours of his face were not as delicate as hers. Compared with her beauty, she was much paler.

So she deliberately used yellow mud to make herself a lot more mediocre, so she came to see Ji Yuan, otherwise, if she showed up, the difference would be too big, and she would be exposed.

Changes come slowly.

Tonight, she was wearing very ordinary clothes and no accessories. She was completely overwhelmed by the girls in brightly dressed and beaded hats. First passerby, yes, she is an inconspicuous person today. Passerby.

After drinking a few sips of goat milk, watching the enthusiastic singing and dancing, looking up at the stars in the sky.

Ji Hua felt extraordinarily comfortable, but this comfort was quickly broken.

"The Eighth Prince has arrived, Prince Li has arrived, Princess Misty Snow has arrived..." followed the shouts of soldiers.

The whole banquet suddenly became lively, and the boys and girls and the common people cheered and surrounded them one after another.

Ji Hua frowned, the biggest credit was her cheap father, how did these people make it seem like those few people were the saviors.

But I heard the people around talking.

"The beautiful young lady sitting on the soft chair is Princess Misty Snow. She is really heroic and looks like a woman."

"I heard that she is the woman in purple who saved us, the heroine who killed Hamu Qiqi."

"Oh my god, she is the goddess that God bestowed on us from Earth."

The voices of praise for Misty Snow are endless.

Ji Hua frowned when she heard that, shit, this woman dared to pretend to be herself.By the way, that day, she saw that this woman happened to be wearing a purple dress as well.

Ji Hua was very annoyed, she didn't care about the credit, but this woman dared to impersonate her and use herself to increase her reputation, it was really disgusting.

She looked over coldly, a group of people were dancing around the snow, offering her flowers and wine.

Misty Snow was full of unconcealable expressions, accepting the gifts from those common people without any guilt or guilt on her face.

And the two men standing behind her, one Dongfang Lian, and the other the eighth prince Dongfang Tuo, looked at her with admiration.