"Alright, just a joke with you." Ding Wuwu smiled and avoided the old princess's embrace, "Jin'er, now is not the time, if I do it again, I'm not sure if I can survive again." ”

Ding Wuwu's words really scared the old princess, she looked at Ding Wuwu with tears in her eyes, "Wuwu, it's all Jin'er who is sorry for you, Jin'er has high-quality silk there, which can just make you a dress." ”

As for the old princess's compensation psychology, Ding Wuwu is well-deserved, so it should be regarded as a compensation for the original owner, right?" Don't use it, right? Just make your own clothes. ”

In fact, the old princess likes those Hunan concubine-colored satins very much, but compared to those who love each other, she still shook her head, "Don't worry, you just accept it, if you don't accept it, you won't forgive me." ”

"What's so embarrassing about that?" Ding Wuwu pinched the old princess from the beginning and would definitely give her those silk that she couldn't put down today, "Wuwu is really-"

"Even if she wears it on a worry-free body, she is happy." The old princess looked shy, and her eyes were uncontrollable affection.

Ding Wuwu suddenly noticed a strange gaze, and was slightly surprised in his heart, why did Sima Xuan come here?

"Worry-free?" The old princess didn't like Ding Wuwu's distraction in front of her, so she raised her head and kissed Ding Wuwu's cheek, "Are you still angry?"

"The third prince is outside." Ding Wuwu was attacked by the old princess, but her attention was still on Sima Xuan, "Lord?"

The Three Princes? Isn't that her son? The old princess panicked instantly, and the moment she met Sima Xuan's eyes, she didn't even have the last courage, and said timidly: "Xuan'er, why are you here?"

The third prince didn't look at the old princess at all, but focused all his eyes on Ding Wuwu's body, "Didn't this king warn you, don't charm this king's mother, why are you asking for your own death?"

At this moment, he really moved the killing intent, if he hadn't been able to kill her now, otherwise she would never have stocked up until now, the last time she was lucky, the next time it may not be.

"Look, is this what the third prince should say to this princess?" Ding Wuwu is not the cowardice of the original owner's class, "Or do you know some of your mother's habits at all?"

"Don't talk nonsense, how can this king know?" Sima Xuan said that he would not admit his selfishness, "What about you?" Didn't you marry me just because of that little white face?"

"Little white face?" Listening to his words, Ding Wuwu smiled, and she pointed to the old princess, "So you still think that your mother is a little white face?"

The old princess lost face, but she was happy in her heart, because she had done one thing for Wu Wu, "Xuan'er,"

"Don't call me by my name, you don't deserve it!" Now as long as she sees the face of the old princess, Sima Xuan is not worth it for her father, why does she already have her own family and hook up with his princess?

"Okay, don't scream—don't be angry." The old princess was very afraid of her son, who had been like her husband since he was a child, and she did not dare to get close to him at all. "Anything else?"

Sima Xuan is obviously not optimistic about Ding Wuwu, in his eyes, Ding Wuwu is a straw bag and a vase beauty. "Of course—"