Ning Jiao thought about it, but still shook her head: "Then it's powdery." ”

Shui Ruo was relieved to see that she agreed to change colors, and hurriedly picked out a beautiful pink dress for her to wear, while chattering: "Miss, the prince finally came to us once, you must seize the opportunity, otherwise there will be no such shop in this village." ”

"Men like the new and hate the old, Miss, you seize this opportunity to take the opportunity to conceive the prince's heir, and you will ...... in the future"

When he said the second paragraph, Shui Ruo's voice was very quiet, for fear that he would be heard by people outside.

Ning Jiao felt that she was unnecessary.

Although Song Chumo is still lame now, before he was lame, he was strong in martial arts, and he had followed the king of war to the battlefield to kill the enemy, and his internal strength was good, and he could hear it no matter how low she was.

However, people still have to be perfunctory.

So she mumbled a few times: "I know, I know, why are you as verbose as my mother." ”

Before marrying into the Mowang Mansion, her mother also nagged in her ear every day, saying that as long as she was pregnant with the heir of the Mowang Wang, she could walk sideways in the Mowang Mansion by virtue of her son.

And yet—

As a Buddhist, she didn't plan to have a round house with King Mo, let alone have children.

King Mo rarely walks around in the backyard, and it is usually women who come to look for him.

This also led to her always being a Buddhist cultivator, and she had never had sex with Mo Wangyuan.

Many years later, King Mo ascended the throne as the emperor, and he was promoted to the queen for three months, but before he could enjoy the glory and wealth, he died inexplicably.

She still doesn't know who killed her.

Shui Ruo: "Miss, take a look at where you haven't done it again, I'll go out and report it first, the prince has been waiting for a while." ”

Ning Jiao said "um", watched Shui Ruo turn around and go out, and then walked to the bronze mirror and took a photo.

I haven't worn pink clothes for a long time, and I have always worn them in white or light green, and Ning Jiao is still a little unaccustomed to wearing such pink clothes suddenly.

Especially Shui Ruo also put on a more glamorous and thick makeup for her, which looks very incompatible with this pale pink dress.

After thinking about it for a while, she walked to the wardrobe and took out the bright red clothes that Shui Ruo said before to change into.

When I look in the mirror again, I don't think it's so strange.

She straightened her slightly messy hair, listened to Shui Ruo's report to Song Chumo outside, and walked out calmly.

Ning Jiao didn't dare to raise her head when she went out, to be honest, she was a little afraid of these five princes.

In her previous life, although Ning Jiao did not participate in the affairs of the front and back yards, she also heard a lot from Shui Ruona.

I heard that these five princes are extremely unfavored because they can't stand up on their legs.

Several other princes fought back and forth for the crown prince's position, he was crippled and couldn't walk, so naturally he couldn't seal the prince, so everyone didn't have much defense against him.

Even several princes came to the mansion as guests, wanting to ask him for help and give benefits after the matter was completed.

Ning Jiao also heard Shui Ruo say that those who came to talk to the other princes of the fifth prince to talk about cooperation, the fifth prince agreed.

He dealt with so many people alone, playing with everyone in the palm of his hand, watching them kill each other in order to compete for the crown prince's throne, and finally reaped the benefits of the fisherman, and easily ascended to the throne of the prince.

At that time, his leg was also healed, and he was not lame.

It can be seen that he has been lame all the time, he can't walk, and he is pretending.

And at that time, the other princes were killed and injured, and they reacted that they were being played by him, and it was too late.