Help!Jiaojiao in the arms of the tyrant is a black lotus

Jiang Tang pondered that there were too few descriptions of the princess in the original book, and these were never mentioned.

Just when I was curious, a casual and generous female voice came from outside:

"It's just right that you are here, come and help me taste and taste."

As soon as she looked up, she saw Nangong Jiayue walking behind with two guards holding several scrolls in their hands.

She walked in, sat down on a chair, and signaled the two guards to put the scroll on the table.

Jiang Tang: "What is this?"

Nangong Jiayue didn't treat herself as an outsider at all, and poured a cup of tea by herself: "You will know when you open it."

Inexplicably, Jiang Tang had a guess in his mind.

She smiled slightly at her, then picked up a picture scroll and slowly unfolded it.

Then, a gentle and clean portrait of a young man appeared in front of her.

Next to the portrait, there are small characters marking the other party's name and family background.

Fang Caiyu, 21, is the prince of Ningguohou.

……

Jiang Tang didn't speak, and Chun Xing, who looked over curiously, was also stunned.

Just now she was worried that the princess was staying in the palace to rob the prince, but now she just feels ashamed.He lowered his head and dared not speak any more.

"These are all..." Jiang Tang looked up at the woman in red in front of her.

Nangong Jiayue nodded: "It's all given to me by my uncle, the portraits of marriageable men from various families in the capital."

As she spoke, a smug expression appeared on her gorgeous face: "It seems that uncle really loves my niece, and he is really considerate."

No one dared to answer this.

And Jiang Tang confirmed once again that she is worthy of being the cousin who criticizes the male protagonist madly, and she is a real tiger.

After a short period of surprise, Jiang Tang also accepted the setting, and asked while looking at it: "Sister Princess, are you here to come and see? These sons have their own charms, and their family backgrounds are also very good."

Nangong Jiayue was very calm: "I've seen them all, you can pick and choose to see if there is anything you like."

Jiang Tang's slender fingers that had just landed on the next picture scroll paused, and suddenly he was a little afraid to look down.

If this word reaches someone's ears, she is afraid that her hand will be crippled.

Jiang Tang stopped looking, walked over to the woman in red, and asked softly: "The person the emperor chooses for my sister must be very good, but I don't know if my sister has any requirements?"

"Require?" The woman turned her head and smiled at her, bluntly amazed: "It's very simple, just look good, not ugly."

Jiang Tang nodded, and then ordered: "Then open all the portraits and compare them."

As soon as she ordered, the servants immediately followed suit, and then said to Nangong Jiayue: "Sister, take a look at random first, and keep all the ones that catch your eye. When the time comes, I will trouble the prince to hold a banquet and bring all the people here to see with my own eyes. "

This time it was Nangong Jiayue who looked at Jiang Tang in astonishment.

Jiang Tang turned his head to look at her: "What's wrong?"

She shook her head, not knowing what to say for a moment.

The little girl looked obedient and sweet, but her tone was not small.

The reason for opening the mouth was to find someone for her to choose, but I didn't know that she thought she was going to "choose a concubine".

The maidservants stood in a row, unfolding the portraits in their hands one by one,

The princes of the various families in the portraits have good facial features, are heroic, or have charming peach blossom eyes, are gentle and delicate... Judging from the appearance alone, the emperor has no secrets at all.

The two looked at it one by one, commented on it from time to time, and finally came to a conclusion:
Jiang Tang: "Although my prince's temperament is really bad..."

Nangong Jiayue exchanged a glance with her: "But in terms of appearance, no one can beat him."

Jiang Tang nodded: "Since this is the case, it's better to marry the princess sister."

"puff--"

This time it was Nangong Jiayue who spit out a sip of tea, and the disgust on her face couldn't be suppressed: "How can you say such horrible words?"

Jiang Tang is innocent: "Isn't my sister wanting to look good? My lord actually..."

"Master, princess, there is a mother Chen outside asking to see me!"

The maidservant's words interrupted the conversation between the two, and Jiang Tang keenly noticed that when she mentioned "Nurse Chen", the face of Nangong Jiayue next to her became gloomy for a moment.

It's a pity that the system is not available now, otherwise you can ask what's going on.

"Let her go back, the princess is not free now..."

"The old slave has seen the princess, you have not come back, the old slave is really worried."

A strange voice came from the door, and then a well-dressed old woman stood out from behind the maid.

Jiang Tang subconsciously frowned, this kind of unruly slave, if left in Prince Rong's mansion, he would have died long ago.

Looking at Nangong Jiayue next to her, her expression became even uglier:

"Didn't you see there was someone around?"

In a word, Nanny Chen's face froze slightly.

Then Jiang Tang felt the other party's eyes passing over her as if they were scratching the bones, and there seemed to be a bit of disdain in the eyes.

Jiang Tang:?
Then he saluted unhurriedly: "The old slave has seen the nobleman."

So, where did she offend her?
He was puzzled in his heart, but Jiang Tang didn't show it on his face: "Nurse, please forgive me."

Nanny Chen got up, glanced at the portrait in the maid's hand, and frowned tightly: "Forgive me, the princess, this old slave heard that the emperor sent you a portrait, and I was in a hurry, so I came here boldly."

When Jiang Tang heard this, she only thought that she cared about Nangong Jiayue, and the next moment she was disgusted by the old woman's words:
"The princess has already been chosen? Who is it? The old slave can answer the princess."

No one would settle a marriage just by looking at a portrait, isn't there anything wrong with this old woman?
But Nangong Jiayue just frowned: "I haven't chosen yet, so don't worry about it."

Chen Momo immediately retorted: "You can't say that, the princess. The old slave is serving you at the princess's order. The princess is not in good health and can't go back to Beijing, but she is very concerned about your marriage. Before leaving, I specially ordered Old slave, no matter what happens, you must tell her in time."

After a pause: "Let the old slave hold your eyes for you, just because you are too young and will be deceived by some lowly people who don't know the rules."

If she didn't look at him when she spoke, Jiang Tang would just think her words were mean.

But she just looked at her.

One has to wonder, this person is so presumptuous because he thinks she has a good temper?Or do you just ignore her at all?

Jiang Tang preferred the latter.

The gentle smile on her face faded a bit, and just as Chun Xing was about to ask her what to say, Nangong Jiayue broke out first:

"Shut up! Who gave you the courage to talk nonsense here!" Nangong Jiayue said angrily, her beautiful eyes burning.

It's okay for her to be annoyed, she's used to it anyway.But bullying the little girl next to her is no good!

"Is it because the princess has not been angry for too long, so that you, a dog slave, have learned how to push an inch? Get out immediately and kneel down, and don't get up without permission!"

The nanny who was originally bitter and mean was stunned, and she couldn't bear to remind her:
"Princess, have you forgotten, I was sent by the princess..."

"Can't I call you anymore?" Nangong Jiayue's hand was already on the riding whip around her waist, as if she was about to pull it out to whip her in the next moment.