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What kind of grudge do you have with you, you are here to talk about right and wrong, and the whole thing is a stick.

Are you happy to stir up the feelings between me and the prince?

Chunqing felt that Jiang Qin must be extremely psychopathic, otherwise why would she always be unable to get along with herself.

"My cousin is also a lot older, and she always thinks about what to do with these unnecessary things, and she should consider her marriage when she has time." Chunqing raised her eyebrows and glared at Jiang Qin, deciding to salt her wounds.

Shuangrui, who was eating snacks, immediately interjected: "Cousin Jiang's marriage is really sad. "The little adult seems to be serious, but the big eyes as bright as obsidian are innocent.

After that, he quietly winked at Chunqing, sister, I'm interesting enough!

Although she didn't know why her sister suddenly brought up this taboo topic in the family, but if her sister mentioned it, it means that her sister is unhappy, so of course the younger sister has to unite with her sister.

Whoever upsets my sister, I will make him unhappy.

The scar was revealed, and Jiang Qin's body shook suddenly, and his face was red and embarrassed. The fist in the sleeve was clenched tightly.

The palm that was already injured was poked by her half-inch-long nail, and there was even more heart-rending pain.

Chunqing, when you slip the tire, I see that you are still in the mood to ridicule me.

Jiang Qin gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart: There is a day when you are uncomfortable.

"How do you talk to your cousin?" Although she didn't like Jiang Qin's words, Chunqing's mother looked at Jiang Qin's face with a blue and white look of embarrassment, and finally relented.

After all, she is a guest, and she has always been thoughtful.

How can you withstand Chunqing and Shuangrui's words, and besides, in front of the world.

Jiang Qin's eyes were full of tears, the corners of his mouth barely pulled out a smile, and he shook his head gently, "Auntie, I'm fine, I think my cousin was annoyed with me because of what I just said." The laughter like crying became more and more infinitely aggrieved.

Saying that, Jiang Qin took Chunqing's hand and said cautiously: "Cousin, I didn't mean to, you know, I have always been straightforward and fast-talking, but don't be angry." ”

Lowered three and four, swallowed her anger, as if Chunqing really treated her, her eyes were full of autumn water, and she glanced at Song Hui affectionately.

"Sister, have you planted a white lotus in your house?" Shuangrui glanced at Jiang Qin as if he didn't have it, and said to Chunqing in a ghostly manner, with a sister, you know my expression on his face.

Chunqing suddenly laughed in her heart, pushed Jiang Qin's hand away without a trace, picked up the teacup and took a sip of honey water.

"There is no planting, but there is a glass white lotus flower in this house, which is blooming well." Chunqing also spoke to Shuangrui with a ghostly expression.

Shuangrui's big eyes flashed, and he laughed for a while, and the laughter was extraordinarily unkind.

Jiang Qin's whole body trembled with anger, and there was a fierce light in the corners of his eyes, and he glared at Shuangrui with hatred.

Originally, no matter how Chunqing took it, there was only one result, that is, to recognize that the wooden comb was indeed given to her by her brother.

can be stirred up by Shuangrui's inexplicable few words, even if the topic is disconnected, Chunqing can not answer her in a grand manner.

finally entered the Zhenguo Mansion, how could Jiang Qin be willing to forget it.

It's just that if the broken topic insists on picking it up again, wouldn't it make the prince feel more worried.

Chunqing's mother glanced at Chunqing and Shuangrui, and sighed in her heart.

This pair of living treasures of hers is really heartless, she just hurt Qin'er, and now the two of them are smirking as if they are fine.

It's just a white lotus, and it's just like that.

It's just that it would be nice if Qin'er could have half of Chunqing's heart.

Just as Jiang Qin racked his brains and pondered how to lead the topic to the wooden comb again, Song Hui, who had been silent, spoke.

"Cousin Jiang has really seen that wooden comb?" Song Hui had a smile on his face, but the smile was distant, as if it was a smile blown from the vast sea, through the thick mist.

So much so that Jiang Qin didn't realize that behind this smile, there was a lion who had opened his bloody mouth, just waiting for her to come into the trap.

Originally, because of what happened in the Zhenguo Mansion last time, Song Hui was already extremely disgusted with Jiang Qin and didn't want to say a word to her again.

However, she dared to pour sewage on his daughter-in-law in front of him.

Jiang Qin, but you sent it to the door yourself, don't blame me for teaching you a lesson.

Song Hui's sophisticated and vicious eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp light flashed under his eyes.

Chunqing looked at Song Hui in amazement, shocked and unbelievable, Song Hui, what do you mean!

Chunqing's mother's hand holding the teacup stiffened, and her eyes looked at Song Hui worriedly.

The atmosphere immediately became strange and subtle, and even Shuangrui, who didn't understand anything, sensed the dangerous aura in the air.

He threw the half-eaten horseshoe cake in his hand towards the table, and ran to Chunqing in two steps, protecting Chunqing behind him.

Although she didn't understand what was going on at all, she still stared at Song Hui with a pair of big eyes fiercely, and her face was full of words, If you dare to bully my sister, I will never spare you.

Don't think that if I'm a sister-in-law, I don't dare to do anything to you, I'm angry, I can be my brother-in-law!

Chunqing took the menacing Shuangrui in her arms from behind, and rubbed her chin on her double bun to soothe her somewhat excited emotions.

Sister Mo Ruo.

Emotionally shuangrui is like a kitten whose tail has been stepped on, and it is very likely to rush up and bite Song Hui.

The room was full of people, only Jiang Qin, who couldn't wait to get up and look up to the sky and laugh a few times to express her joy and excitement at this time.

Chunqing, even God helps me.

Forcibly enduring the extremely excited mood in his heart, taking a deep breath, Jiang Qin nodded seriously, "Yes, I was there when my brother sent it, and it was personally selected by me and my brother." ”

"The comb that Jiang Huan gave Chunqing is really the one in our house?" Song Hui asked Jiang Qin again.

The voice was flat, without a trace of ups and downs, and the face was still a flawless smile, extremely handsome.

Only this time, Chunqing found the clue.

Song Hui's smile hid murderous ill intentions.

frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and in an instant, Chunqing seemed to understand Song Hui's intentions, and couldn't help but look at Jiang Qin sympathetically.

However, just by taking a sympathetic look, Chunqing will not burst out of kindness and relieve this haunted Jiang Qin.

Even if her brain was kicked by a donkey, she couldn't do such a thing against her will.

"Of course, you can't be mistaken." Jiang Qin was fascinated by Song Hui's handsome smile, and said with great certainty.

After that, he turned his face and glanced at Chunqing, with a provocation and smugness in the corners of his eyes.

Chunqing, your good days are over.

Once the prince of the world recognizes that you and my brother have given and received it privately, then you are an unclean person who does not abide by women's morals in the heart of the prince.

Jiang Qin couldn't wait for Chunqing to slip the tire immediately.

Chunqing, who has lost the favor of the prince, has no more children, and she is nothing in the Zhenguo Mansion. (To be continued.) )