Yimeng said with a smile: "Don't worry, the prince is very good, and who dares to bully you under his nose, besides, Miss, you are the princess when you marry!"

Xue'er scolded secretly: "Don't you understand? Women's jealousy is strong, and one day before I return to modern times, I will first settle here for peace! Xue'er had a bitter face, and said in her dream: "Miss, today the prime minister said that the eighth prince and the ninth prince are coming to visit!" Do you think we should go and see it? ”

Xue'er was puzzled: "Why? Okay, Yimeng, you go and get my ......" Before Xue'er finished speaking, Yimeng interjected: "Miss, the prime minister said, you can't apply ink and bamboo paste."

Xue'er raised her eyebrows and cried secretly: "What, I didn't expect this father to leave me this sentence, although I am not his biological daughter, but he also knows me too well." Damn, if you know it earlier, you won't waste your tongue. Seeing Xue'er's bitter face, Yimeng said again: "The prime minister said that your hands are already much better, so naturally you don't need to apply ink and bamboo paste, so you don't need to apply it in the future." Miss, think about it, if you go out and put on ink and bamboo paste, there will be people pointing behind your back, and it won't be fun to have fun, right? ”

Xue'er nodded in agreement and asked, "By the way, why hasn't that eldest lady seen it recently?" It's strange, this Xiao Ying'er and that scumbag haven't seen each other for a long time, shouldn't they come to "congratulate" me at this time? The eldest lady didn't come to sarcastically say a few words, hey, it's good if you don't come, and you have to waste your tongue when you come.

Yimeng said tirelessly: "The eldest lady went to Wuyun Mountain to offer incense, and she will come back in a few days." Miss, let's go to the front hall! Cher nodded, and walked with Yimeng to the front hall.

When she arrived in the front hall, Xue'er stretched her neck and looked in to see the true face of the Eighth Prince and the Ninth Prince! It's a pity that God doesn't make beauty, and I see people who don't want to see it.

Xue'er began to scold in her heart: "Why are they? Damn, it's impossible, doesn't it mean that the Eighth Prince is very good? How are these two missing hearts? Just when Xue'er wanted to regret it, Xiao Han in the hall shouted: "Xue'er, come here and see the Eighth and Ninth Princes!"

Xue'er suddenly felt as if someone was staring at her behind her, and her back was cold, so she had to walk in.

Now Bing Xue plans to go to more than 800 words, after all, I still have to go to school, please forgive me if you like to read a chapter of more than 1000 words, I will write a little more on Saturdays and Sundays, please bear with me.