The little princess tames the prince

Chapter 893 This kneeling, from now on three points lower (8)
With King Anping here, Yunniang should be able to leave.She was so angry that she couldn't take a step, she didn't know where these flattering ladies came from.I also think that Prince Anping is very romantic, these people flatter the princess, do they want to get close to the prince?
Thinking of romantic people, Mrs. Meng came.She was uneasy and wanted to see the sachet.He made an appointment with several wives to meet the princess together.

Seeing that the prince is here, it is even more necessary to come.Everyone rearranged their clothes and came up with a flamboyant attitude.After saluting the prince and concubine, Mrs. Meng's heart just "thumped".This time it was true, the little sachet that the princess was playing with was embroidered by herself.

Sister Zhen leisurely suggested: "There are many people here, let's cast a pot."

Others are not happy and have nothing to do, the wives don't deserve the sound, they hurriedly brought the pot, and then sent the arrows to sister Zhen, and there were two other people standing in front of the pot, waiting to fetch the arrows for the princess.

Girls, all retreat at this moment, you can't get the errand in your hand.

Raising the arrow, Zhenjie tilted her head and asked Zhao She: "Guess if I will hit?" Zhao She checked the arrow with his eyes and said, "It's crooked." Zhenjie was not convinced: "Really, I just missed it." Hit it with one shot." When the arrow went out, it went crooked.

Some people picked up the arrows, while others clapped their hands and cheered: "It's not far away." Sister Zhen still tilted her head mischievously, urging Zhao She: "It's not far away, I can win a lottery, my cousin will shoot one for me. "

"You vote slowly, and I'll call you together." Zhao Amnesty agreed.The wives are all jealous.Real sister got this sentence, smiled and said: "Okay."

There are only a few of them around, and there are obviously arrows sent, but the real sister doesn't take them, she holds the sachet in her hand, and throws it at the pot.Just listen to "jingle", and then several crisp sounds.

Mrs. Meng's heart skipped a few times. The jade piece that fell from it was not perfect, but it was also of good water.Seeing that it fell like this, broken jade fell.

Alas, that is an excellent sachet embroidered by people who embroider at night and have to choose colors and colors.Mrs. Meng looked at Zhao Sheyou resentfully, and saw that he was smiling all over his face, only looking at his wife, and still praising her: "This is a good vote, let my cousin see if it is good again?"

Mrs. Meng stood beside her, tears streaming down her heart.The resentment in the eyes deepened, and he looked at the sachet in Wang Hao's hand.Her body was on the verge of falling, all her mind was tied to the sachet.

If the real sister votes again, Mrs. Meng is afraid that she will lose her footing.

The sachet was in the hands of Zhenjie, and she said sweetly to Zhao She: "Cousin, it's up to you to vote."

Zhao She was pleased, and stretched out his hand to take the arrow: "I hit one, and the concubine wants to promise me one thing." Sister Zhen opened her small mouth slightly, shook her head and smiled after thinking about it: "No."

"It's too late to say no." Zhao She already had an arrow in his hand, he threw it casually, and it hit the heart of the pot.While the ladies were shaking the rings, there were endless laughter and applause: "Good."

The second arrow was in the hands of the prince again. The prince looked at the concubine gently, and said with a smile: "You must be obedient in everything." Without even looking at the throwing pot, the second arrow was thrown out again, and with a soft "pop", it hit again. Pot heart.

The wives laughed uproariously, and the prince said to the princess: "Self-cultivation in peace." With a wave of his hand, the third arrow went out again.Sister Zhen shouted to stop quickly, and said unwillingly: "This arrow is about to be shot by my cousin."

Princess Anping acted like a baby in front of people, looking at the joyful look at Huanxi, and seeing the jealousy of jealousy.Anping Wang Langlang laughed twice, took the fourth arrow in his hand, and teased Zhenjie: "Why, don't dare to compare?"

"Like a headache." Sister Zhen said without blushing while rubbing her forehead.Zhao She laughed again, and put the arrow in his hand in front of sister Zhen: "You come."

Sister Zhen pouted: "I don't want this!" Throwing the sachet in her hand twice, she heard someone shouting: "Slow down!" Mrs. Meng came out to laugh with her: "The sachet in Wangfei's hand is so delicate, use it to throw It's a pity. Since you don't like arrows, why not change to something else?"

Toss it again, Madam Meng is afraid that she will faint.

"You don't need this." Sister Zhen looked at the sachet in her hand, and then complained to Zhao She: "Where did this come from, it's well done, but I want a pink one, and this one happens to be golden."

Mrs. Meng held back her sadness and even laughed along with her.Looking at the prince, seeing him with an innocent face: "Where did this come from?" Sister Zhen took it all apart by herself, so how would the prince know which one is right?
Of course, when Xiao Menger came out, there was no silver 300 taels here, and the sachet was embroidered by her.But the prince has no proof, he can still wave his hand to show that he doesn't know, and said to sister Zhen: "You like pink ones, order someone to make some for you to play with."

"If you want more, it's pink with pomegranates. This jade is not good-looking, it would be better to put some garnets on it." Sister Zhen said so, and handed it to Mrs. Meng with a smile on her face: "Look, madam, Isn't this golden?"

Mrs. Meng could only say: "No, it's not good-looking." The sachet was made with gold and black pearl thread, and the top-quality white jade was strung on it.The princess used it to throw the pot, and now the jade on it is broken.

Peeking at the prince, he is drinking tea as if nothing had happened.He handed the tea bowl over to sister Zhen's lips, watched her take two sips and shook her head, refusing to drink any more, then took it back.

Where there can't be lingering, it must be in front of everyone.The wives who came to see the prince were so angry that their eyes hurt, and they felt that the bowl of tea hurt their eyes.

Mrs. Meng expressed her opinion, and Sister Zhen agreed: "It's okay if you don't need this, I'm not interested in voting for this one." of.

"The beads in my purse are pretty good, so use this to cast." Mrs. Huang's heart beat wildly again, watching the princess tear off the beads one by one and play with the pitching pot. Applause, if you miss, complain: "This bead is not accurate."

Quasi-boss, it should be in human hands.

Mrs. Huang was not as thick-skinned as Mrs. Meng. She was so frightened that she didn't dare to come out, and she just stood beside her with a pale face.Following Zhen Jie'er's white little hand, the bead was thrown out and landed with a sound, and her heart hit her hard.

(End of this chapter)