The prodigal girl does not exchange 10 for the gold when she turns back
"Huh?" Lan Ling looked at her suspiciously, "What do you mean by not daring to ask for it?" β
Lanshuang: "......"
I'm used to pretending to be stupid, and I'm a little quick-mouthed.
She hurriedly grabbed Lan Ling's hand and pressed it to her heart, and said with a sincere face: "Imperial sister, I really like Jiang Lusheng, but I don't like his younger brother, you may not believe it, the first time I saw Jiang Lusheng, I felt that he was him in this life." β
As soon as she raised her eyes after she finished speaking earnestly, she saw Lan Ling smile and said, "I really don't believe it, when you stuffed the third, fifteenth, and twenty-eighth sons into the mansion, you also said so." β
Lanshuang: "......"
Why is this mission so difficult? Why did the original owner clean up this slap in the face in one day? Just slap yourself in the face, but you hit her in the face all at once!
Lan Ling saw that she didn't speak, thinking that she was the same as before this time, and sighed: "Shuang'er, you are already twenty years old, you are not a child, you can't be sloppy in marriage, heir-"
"Just because it's hard to have an heir doesn't mean you can't give birth, right? And the child also depends on fate, and if you don't have it, you can't force it. Lan Shuang suddenly said seriously: "As long as the two of us like each other, it's enough, isn't it?" There are so many relatives of the emperor, there is not much more than me, there is not much less than me, if I have no heirs, I can also inherit one from the clan, this is nothing. β
Lan Ling was still a little hesitant, Lan Shuang sighed and let go of the big move, "If you think about it, the mother and father are obviously in love with each other so much, but because Feng Jun intervened, they finally ......"
"I really like Jiang Lusheng, and I don't want him to follow in his father's footsteps."
Lan Ling's eyes sank, she stopped talking, and after waiting for a long time, she stood up and said in a deep voice: "That's the case, whatever you want." β
"Thank you, Sister Huang!"
Lan Shuang happily coaxed her a few words, and finally made Lan Ling laugh before leaving.
After getting into the carriage and lowering the curtain, Lan Shuang rubbed her face, "My acting skills are really getting better and better." β
888 nodded approvingly: "Yes." β
"It's hard to convince the imperial sister, I hope she won't wake up in the middle of the night and regret it."
Lan Shuang leaned listlessly against the wall of the car.
The carriage, which was originally moving smoothly, suddenly shook, and her whole person flew up in the air, and the next moment the body stopped suddenly, Lan Shuang was almost thrown out, and at the last moment, she tightly clasped the edge of the window to stabilize her figure.
"What's going on?"
She asked, and suddenly the guard's voice outside asked, "Who are you?" Do you dare to be a street horse and collide with a nobleman? β
"Yo, it's King Rong's frame, I'm really sorry, the minister didn't see it clearly, just a child rushed out and the minister was afraid of hitting him, so he avoided it before disturbing the prince's carriage, and please don't blame the prince."
This hanger's voice is also a fool when I hear it.
Lan Shuang's heart was full of anger, she snorted coldly, opened the curtain of the car and looked out, and saw a young lady in a blue brocade robe sitting on the white horse opposite, with a face like a silver plate, phoenix eyes raised, looking particularly arrogant.
After searching in her mind for a while, she matched the person in front of her, who used to be King An's follower, Yan Zhenrong, the concubine of the Marquis of Jiangyang.
Just looking at this name, I know that her mother has high hopes for her, revitalization and prosperity, what a good name, but it's a pity to give it to a fool.
"Really? Where are the children? This king looks. β
Lan Shuang stood on the carriage with a pale face.
Yan Zhenrong was stunned, this King Rong looks good in clothes.
She came back to her senses and coughed lightly, turned her head to look around, but she didn't see a child, and finally found one far away from her, let alone bumping into someone, and throwing her out may not be able to reach.
Yan Zhenrong: "......"
"Heh-" Lan Shuang sneered, "Miss Yan, if you ride a horse well, even if a child suddenly rushes out, you won't be in a hurry, it's clear that you are the first to ride on the street, and you are the last to lie and make up nonsense-"
Yan Zhenrong still wanted to quibble, "Minister-"
"Come on, send her to Jingzhao Mansion and beat ten boards according to the law."
"You dare! My mother is the Marquis of Jiangyangβ"
As soon as he said that he was going to hit the board, Yan Zhenrong immediately panicked, and he didn't choose what to say, and he even forgot the honorific title.
Lan Shuang sneered: "This royal sister is still Your Majesty, can your mother still cross Your Majesty?" β
Yan Zhenrong's face turned white, and he wanted to say something, but the guards who followed her were afraid that she would talk nonsense again, so he hurriedly rushed up to plead with her.
"The Son of Heaven is still guilty of the same crime as the common people, you were caught by this king when you rode a horse on the street, if this king can't deal with it impartially, what do the people of the capital think, will they dare to avenge this kind of thing in the future?"
Lan Shuang said solemnly: "Don't persuade her, take her to this king!" β
"Yes." The accompanying guards immediately stepped forward and grabbed Yan Zhenrong's horse and pulled the people to Jingzhao Mansion.
Yan Zhenrong's guards didn't dare to say more, and followed in a gloomy manner.
The people clapped their hands and praised Lan Shuang, saying that she was becoming more and more like a prince.
Lan Shuang was embarrassed to be praised, and hurriedly got into the carriage and left.
Yun Xing, who was hiding in the crowd, looked at this scene with a complicated expression.
She seems to have really changed, how can this be? Don't......
Thinking of a possibility, his face sank, and he lowered his head and turned to squeeze out of the crowd.
β¦β¦
When Lan Shuang passed by a pastry shop, she suddenly said, "Stop." β
The guard obediently stopped the carriage, turned his head and asked, "What does the prince command?" β
Lan Shuang got out of the carriage and went into the pastry shop to buy a few freshly baked snacks and put them in delicate food boxes.
She handed the food box to a guard, "Send this to the British Mansion, and say that I gave it to the second son." β
"Yes."
The guards hurried away with the food box, Lan Shuang turned her head to get into the carriage, and was suddenly stopped: "The prince stays!" β
This familiar sound!
Lan Shuang's footsteps paused, and the next moment he sped up and climbed into the carriage with both hands and feet.
Yun Xing, who ran out of the alley, thought that she hadn't heard it, and shouted again: "Lord Wang! β
Lan Shuang suddenly climbed faster.
Guard next to him: "......"
What is the prince doing?
Yun Xing: "......"
He rushed over and stopped in front of the carriage, and said earnestly: "Lord, the slave has something to say to the prince, begging the prince to give the slave a chance." β
Lan Shuang's head is big, how can this person be the same as a dog skin plaster? Didn't you ignore the original owner in your previous life?
What's the trouble now?
The guards looked at Yun Xing, and there were already people around who didn't know the truth and looked over, afraid of causing any commotion, so the guards asked in a low voice: "Lord Wang, do you want to drive people away?" β
Lan Shuang thought for a moment, then turned around and looked at Yun Xing condescendingly, "This king thinks that what he said is clear enough, this king has no idea about you, and the redemption money is also given to you, you can take this money wherever you want, don't come to this king." β
"There's another timeβ" Lan Shuang lowered her face coldly and warned, "This king will let people drive you out of the capital." β