After the milk ball arrived, the father who had no heirs had a string of good luck.

But... Tang Rui arrived.

The women in the manor, even the concubines, had their own savings to prepare all sorts of expensive gifts for Tang Rui, but she, as the principal wife, was short of money and couldn't come up with any decent gifts.

Therefore, Princess Li remembered the dowry and wanted to get it back.

This time, Qin Zhirou didn't give a random answer. She asked to meet her here and said she would return her dowry.

Princess Li believed it to be true and secretly ran away...

Because being broke was a shameful thing for her, she didn't tell anyone.

Who would have thought that waiting there wasn't Qin Zhirou, but that scumbag He Yaozu?

Princess Li hated Qin Zhirou to the extreme at this moment: "She's already the Crown Princess, what more could she want? We've always kept to ourselves. If she didn't want to return my dowry, she could have just refused. Why did she have to let He Yaozu smear my reputation? I... I'm so sorry, Your Highness, sob sob sob..."

"Mother, don't cry, don't cry!" Tang Rui felt extremely sorry for her and took out a small handkerchief to wipe away her tears. For a moment, she didn't know how to comfort her.

Little did they know that wiping away her tears was also a form of comfort, and Princess Li cried even more bitterly: "I never thought of competing with her for anything. Is it just because she encouraged Father to let me marry He Yaozu, and I didn't agree? How hateful, how utterly hateful..."

Tang Rui asked curiously, "Then why don't you marry him? At least He Yaozu is physically healthy. Your father has bad legs, so if you marry him, you'll just be living a life of widowhood."

Even though the father of the cheap girl is very good-looking, no normal woman would marry a disabled man!

Princess Li shook her head, a gentle glint in her eyes as if she were thinking of something: "My birth mother died early, and although I was the legitimate daughter, my father didn't like me. The servants in the house were opportunistic... Only your father, when Qin Zhirou came of age and I was locked in the woodshed by my father, nearly starving to death, found me and gave me some food to fill my stomach. I should repay this life-saving grace with my body. Your Highness is the God of War of Great Xia, deeply loved by the people. How can a playboy like He Yaozu compare to him? Even if he is impotent, I would be willing to die with him."

Tang Rui: "..." Got it, love-struck!

Still a love-struck fool without a mouth.

Judging from his cheap father's attitude, he only treats his mother as a housekeeper.

Perhaps they would even think that their mother had ulterior motives for marrying him!

The two of them acted like a superior and subordinate, not like a married couple at all!

"Mother, don't be sad. I won't say anything about it, and neither will Rong Mama, and neither are the eldest and second daughters allowed to. You are still innocent!"

Tang Rui tried her best to act cute, with exaggerated expressions.

Princess Li's mood finally improved.

When they left the Prince Li's residence, the four of them climbed over the wall.

When they returned to the Prince Li's residence, they carried one person along with them.

In ancient times, women valued their chastity, and young girls paid even more attention to their words and actions. Not to mention that she had just been offended by that scumbag He Yaozu, so Princess Li refused to let Da Ge and Er Ge hug her.

Fortunately, there was a dog hole in the corner of the wall, and in the end, the dignified Princess Li, at Tang Rui's urging, crawled through the dog hole to go home.

Not long after the group returned to their respective courtyards, Mingyue went to Situ Che's study and told him everything that had happened, along with her own little notebook.

Situ Che took the notebook and flipped through it, his eyes twitching slightly.

He always knew Mingyue was an oddball, but he never expected her to be this oddball.

After recording each event, a sentence is added below: "The princess is very professional!"

It's absolutely toxic!

Situ Che put down his notebook and looked at him with a complicated expression: "You don't need to write any supplementary information."

The subtext is: Don't remind me that my daughter is a little psychopath who kills people in the guise of a cute baby. I'll feel disillusioned, and after that, most of the little fatherly love I have left will be lost!

Mingyue was stunned for a moment, and a sparkling question mark slowly appeared above her head!

So this means...

"Won't there be an extra monthly allowance this month?"

"..." What does Guan Yue have to do with this?

I'm trying to talk about this, but you want to talk about that?

Besides, you've already given Qingfeng three times the monthly rate, why do you want to add more?

Is it poisonous?

Situ Che rubbed his temples, a headache throbbing, already used to this simpleton's antics: "Add!"

The moon instantly became full, revealing an extremely stiff and eerie smile: "Thank you, Your Highness!"

A black line appeared on Situ Che's forehead: "...Who taught you to laugh like that?"

That's already ridiculous enough, don't get any more twisted!

Mingyue's smile vanished, and she blinked innocently, "I think it's beautiful to see the princess laughing like that while killing someone!"

"!!" What's so good about it?

Tell me, what's so good about it?

Are you blind or do you have a problem with your aesthetic sense?

Every time I talk to Mingyue, I feel like my lifespan is reduced by 1.

Unfortunately, this guy's martial arts skills were the highest among the several bodyguards, so they couldn't bear to throw him away.

Just as Situ Che was about to teach Mingyue a proper way to smile, there was a knock on the door.

Tang Rui's sweet, childlike voice rang out: "Daddy, are you asleep?"

Situ Che glanced at Mingyue, who immediately understood. She leaped onto the beam and pretended to be out of service.

"Enter!"

With permission granted, Tang Rui pushed open the door and entered, then immediately turned around and peeked out like a thief, closing the door only after confirming no one was around.

Situ Che looked at her shrewd and clever appearance, and his feelings were complicated.

It's tiny, yet it dares to dismember bodies in mass graves, and it seems it can even create poisonous insects.

Oh, she even killed someone!

Does anyone have a five-year-old child like her?

For a moment, Situ Che didn't know how to deal with this little witch in human skin.

The main problem is that his parents never taught him how to deal with a pervert: "...What are you going to do?"

Could it be that he finally couldn't hold back anymore and was going to kill his father?

So the question is, did he resist or fight back?

"Daddy, let me tell you!"

Tang Rui toddled towards him with her little legs.

Situ Che's brow twitched violently. He shrank back and roared, "Stop!"

Tang Rui slammed on the brakes, looking at him with confusion.

Situ Che belatedly realized that his attitude was a little off.

My daughter, my daughter!

After hypnotizing himself countless times, Situ Che finally calmed down: "What business do you have with me so late at night?"

"After I got back, I thought about it carefully and decided I should still tell you about Mother's matter!"

Getting to the point, Tang Rui didn't have time to think about his attitude anymore: "Father, let me tell you, Mother is so pitiful, you must avenge her!"

Situ Che glanced at the beam without changing his expression, and asked suspiciously, "How is she pitiful?"

"I see..."

Tang Rui vividly recounted the tragic life story of Princess Li, and at the end, she even wiped away her tears like Princess Li, imitating her in a coquettish voice: "Don't say he can't have sex, even if he dies, I'm willing to go with him."

Situ Che: "..." You acted very well, but don't do it again next time, it's a bit cringeworthy!

"Father, tell me, isn't Mother very pitiful?" Tang Rui looked at him expectantly.

"Yes, I think so..."

Situ Che was somewhat uncertain.

The women in his household were either chosen for him by the emperor or forced into the household by the empress who disliked him.