After becoming the villain

Chapter 110 Nowadays, young people are becoming more and more open and exciting.

The Yamen officials finally took the opportunity to say goodbye.

Not long after I said goodbye to the government officials.

Yan Wulu and Zhang Chunhua also wanted to return.

Mother Zhang was slightly reluctant to give up.

The horses have arrived.

Before leaving, Zhang's mother wanted to say a few words to her daughter alone.

Yan Wulu understood clearly and rode slightly away.

"Your mother, I have only suffered once in my life from your father."

Mother Zhang seemed to have some memories.

"...I checked the fortune of the Prince of Zhenbei today. He has an extremely rare peach blossom appearance. He has strong affinity with women and peach blossoms."

Zhang Chunhua was slightly surprised when he heard this.

"Mother, when did you discover the identity of the eldest son?"

"Except for Prince Zhenbei, who else is there in the entire Yanbei City for such a handsome man?"

Zhang's mother retorted lightly. She was much smarter than Zhang Chunhua imagined, "...Besides, I didn't mean that you were a maid in the palace. With this status, except for the Prince of Zhenbei, who else could marry you when you were a maid."

"Isn't it okay, Your Majesty?"

Zhang Chunhua pouted slightly and retorted. In front of her mother, she finally looked like a little girl.

"The King of Zhenbei loves one person, Princess Zhenbei, and it is known all over the world."

Mother Zhang said disdainfully.

At the same time, Zhang’s mother immediately changed the topic and continued to talk about Yan Wuludao——

"Also, judging from His Royal Highness's bones, this son should belong to that rare...passionate and affectionate person."

"... He will like many women, but he will truly love every woman he likes."

"Also, you guys are too...too much."

"...Today at dusk, in the kitchen, thanks to you... Oh, I'm not ashamed."

"Mom, you... heard everything?" Zhang Chunhua looked surprised and ashamed.

"Your mother can only see clearly with her eyes, but her ears can still be used."

Mother Zhang let out a long sigh. After all, it was the flesh that fell from her body, so she always had to think about her...

"Actually, I can tell that the prince is a very gentle person at heart."

"...If you really didn't want to, you can refuse it a little bit harder, and he will never make things difficult for you."

"But, mother."

Zhang Chunhua smiled slightly, approached Zhang's mother, and whispered in a low voice——

"... My daughter just said she didn't want it... I actually... have been deliberately luring the prince to the kitchen from the beginning."

Mother Zhang's face changed slightly when she heard the words, "Okay, you stinky girl, you seduce the son, and you are still playing hard to get, and you are still in the kitchen..."

As she spoke, Mother Zhang's lacquered wood crutch was raised again.

"...Smelly girl, you play more fun than your old mother did back then!"

……

Zhang's mother's crutches were not taken off in the end.

There was not much time left, and she still had some information she had obtained through the "touching technique" that she wanted to share with Zhang Chunhua.

"Chunhua, you look like you have a miserable life. My mother is always worried about you. Even if you try your best and work hard for your master in the future, you will be abandoned by your master one day and die in a foreign land."

"... My mother even had a dream for a while. She dreamed that you and another girl failed to assassinate the target and were released by the target. In the end, they were sentenced to death by their own master."

"...I was very scared during that time for my mother."

Mother Zhang almost shed tears as she spoke.

"Mom." Zhang Chunhua was also a little stunned, and she called to the other party.

Mother Zhang waved her hand slightly and continued——

"However, since I met the Prince of Zhenbei today, I feel that your fate has been changed by him."

"...He is the noble person you are destined to be."

"Your original meanness and misery have turned into... an indescribable feeling."

"...You will be loved by all, you will harm others and yourself, you will hinder others, and you will also make your husband prosper."

"The appearance of a demon concubine?",

Zhang Chunhua didn't know why, but this name suddenly popped into his head.

Mother Zhang seized this moment and said directly——

"Yes, that's it. This name is the most appropriate."

"Oh." Mother Zhang originally said excitedly, but after realizing that this was not a good word, she sighed again.

"Chunhua, with our background, don't expect too much."

"...keep yourself safe and don't fight or rob."

"mother."

Zhang Chunhua suddenly looked much colder. She interrupted her mother's words and continued -

"...Mom, you know Chunhua. As long as it is what I want, I will fight for it with all my strength."

"Oh, you girl, you haven't listened to your mother since you were a child."

Mother Zhang had no choice but to speak.

But in the end, there was no more persuasion.

She knows best about her daughter. Her gentleness and dignity are just a disguised appearance. Underlying, she is unscrupulous and unsatisfied greed.

Once you identify something or someone, you will definitely do anything.

But so what.

She is her own daughter, and she will always...have her own support.

……

After Zhang Chunhua said goodbye and hugged his mother, he got on his horse.

Yan Wulu was waiting not far away.

Zhang Chunhua hurried over.

Finally, the two waved goodbye to Zhang's mother together...

Zhang's mother couldn't see clearly, but she smiled and listened quietly to the sound of the two horses' hooves fading away.

In the exchange with Zhang Chunhua just now.

In fact, Zhang's mother didn't say one thing about Yan Wulu's "sensitivity technique"——

There is a hidden imperial look between Yan Wulu's eyebrows and forehead.

However, saying this may not be good for them.

Not to mention.

Zhang's mother thought and returned to the house.

She thought of the kitchen at dusk today...

I just feel that young people are playing more and more openly and excitingly now.

……

……

night.

Yanbei City.

Wang Zhaomin, the chief official of Zhenbei Palace, was sitting on the bench of a steamed bun shop with a lonely expression.

But seriously speaking, in order to avoid pain in his butt, he should actually lie down on the bench of Baozi Shop...

"In the past, I used to be full of fish and meat, delicacies from mountains and seas, but now, I can only eat these rotten buns here to satisfy my hunger?"

Wang Zhaomin talked to himself, looking regretful and resentful.

"Little Er, check out!"

Wang Zhaomin shouted and stood up.

"Sir, there are eight coins in total."

"Eight coins?"

Wang Zhaomin's expression changed drastically. This was not a small amount.

"This bun of yours, is the dough made of gold, or is the meat filling made of gold?" Wang Zhaomin said in a strange tone.

"...Are you running a bun shop, or are you robbing? Eight dollars, which bun shop is so expensive?"

"Haha." The waiter smiled apologetically, "...Sir, these buns you eat are indeed expensive, but they have their own reasons for being expensive!"

"...Half a year ago, the king and the prince were going to participate in the Zhenbei Army's military exercise. As they passed by a small shop, they all stopped to eat these kinds of steamed buns before going."

"...The king and the prince personally praised these two kinds of steamed buns for being delicious, which is why they are so expensive. Sir, if you eat other kinds of steamed buns, they only cost eight cents."

"How do I know these buns are so expensive..."

Wang Zhaomin's face was livid and emotional. He waved his arms and shouted——

"...Aren't you bullying honest people?!"

The waiter's originally kind expression also changed, "Sir, you don't have money to eat steamed buns, do you?"

"...This bun has been praised by the king. I am definitely not trying to trick you. There are many rich people in Yanbei City who come to buy it every day. You are so innocent!"

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(End of this chapter)