The rebirth of the first daughter and the scumbag

Chapter 208 Next Life

The expression on Zhuang Jingyi's face began to relax a little, she looked at Yuan Zhihao, showed a smile, picked up the teapot and refilled Yuan Zhihao with water.

Yuan Zhihao glanced at the teacup in front of him, then raised his head to look at Zhuang Jingyi's smiling face, and for some reason, he felt heart palpitations: "Ayi, you, I..., how can you... ..."

"My lord." Zhuang Jingyi didn't wait for Yuan Zhihao to finish speaking, and once again grabbed Yuan Zhihao's words, "You and I are not strangers, anyway, we have met several times in Bailu City."

"Yes, yes." Seeing that Zhuang Jingyi suddenly changed the subject, Yuan Zhihao was a little uncertain about what Zhuang Jingyi was thinking, and subconsciously agreed with Zhuang Jingyi's words.

"Since the prince also agrees with my statement, how about I open the skylight and speak honestly?" Zhuang Jingyi pointed to the teacup in front of Yuan Zhihao, "The prince drinks tea."

"Ah, okay, drink tea." Yuan Zhihao responded, but felt that something was wrong, and quickly changed his words, "I, I mean, what to say, this is the best way, the way to get along between husband and wife is to have Straightforwardly."

"Since the lord thinks so, it would be great." Zhuang Jingyi said, then pointed to the teacup, Yuan Zhihao obediently raised the teacup, lowered his head and took a sip, "Ayi, you can talk now. "

"My lord, how about we each get what we need?" Zhuang Jingyi said with a smile.

"Everyone gets what he needs? How can each get what he needs?" A trace of doubt flashed across Yuan Zhihao's face, and he became more and more uneasy.

"My lord married me, so of course you achieved your goal. It benefits you, but it doesn't benefit me at all." Zhuang Jingyi smiled and said, "This is very unfair."

"Could it be that the title Princess Anjun humiliates you?!" Yuan Zhihao suddenly stood up, "You, you..."

"What good is the title Princess Anjun to me?" Zhuang Jingyi's eyes were full of disdain, "If I didn't have this title, I could have found a good husband who knows the cold and the hot, and the husband sings and the wife follows, and grow old together, but now But I have to grab a stool with many women, tell me, is this a benefit for me, or a disadvantage?"

"I..." Yuan Zhihao gritted his teeth, "I'm a human being, not a stool!"

"Okay, so what if you're human?" Zhuang Jingyi's eyes became even more disdainful.

"What do you mean even if I am a human being, I am a human being!" Yuan Zhihao's voice couldn't help but get louder.

"My lord, please be safe and don't be impatient." Zhuang Jingyi said with a slight smile, "Of course I know that my lord is a person, not a thing, otherwise my father would not agree to me marrying my lord."

"...!" Yuan Zhihao suddenly closed his mouth, he found that if he continued to speak, who knew that Zhuang Jingyi would come out with words that made him even more mad, he might as well just shut up.

"My lord, I'll have a discussion with you." Zhuang Jingyi pressed her hand towards Yuan Zhihao, signaling Yuan Zhihao to sit down, and she sat down opposite Yuan Zhihao.

Yuan Zhihao sat down following Zhuang Jingyi's gesture, just sat down, and then suddenly realized that she let herself sit, why did she sit down, and if this continues, how can she have the majesty of a husband? !
Zhuang Jingyi looked at Yuan Zhihao with an uncertain face, knowing that he was upset, but she never thought that Yuan Zhihao was thinking about such a boring thing.

"My lord, after you get married, you can pet whoever you like, and let that woman sit in your chair if you like. I will never be jealous, and I will never embarrass your one." These women." Zhuang Jingyi raised her head and stared at Yuan Zhihao.

"..." Yuan Zhihao opened his mouth, wanting to explain something, but in the end he didn't make a sound, he pursed his lips tightly, and looked at Zhuang Jingyi with a gloomy face.

Zhuang Jingyi didn't avoid Yuan Zhihao's eyes at all, her voice was flat, without the slightest pause: "But, can you and I pretend to be a pair of nominal couples." Zhuang Jingyi's voice suddenly became faster, " If you trust me, I can help you support the middle class in your mansion. As long as you find someone you like, I will immediately abdicate and give way. If you have one now, that would be great. Wait for everything , the dust has settled, how about you let me retire?"

Yuan Zhihao only felt a surge of anger, rising "suddenly" from his chest, and would break through the thin layer of skin on his chest anytime and anywhere, and burst out.

"My lord, you don't have to be angry, this matter is originally a matter of mutual benefit for the two of us." Zhuang Jingyi didn't seem to see the anger on Yuan Zhihao's face, "My lord probably doesn't want to see the backyard unrest. "

"Are you threatening me?" Yuan Zhihao gritted his teeth and stared at Zhuang Jingyi. How could he never know that this woman in front of him has the ability to piss people off!
"How dare I threaten the prince." Zhuang Jingyi smiled, then reached out to refill Yuan Zhihao's water, and then continued, "For a long time in the future, prince, you will be my food and clothing, and I will please and honor the prince. It's too late, how dare you offend the prince."

"Food and clothing parents? To please filial piety?" Yuan Zhihao laughed "Jie Jie", "Okay, okay, good, very good!"

Yuan Zhihao's laughter was wrong, Zhuang Jingyi shut her mouth quickly, but her eyes were still fixed on Yuan Zhihao, without flinching at all.

"Is this what you really think?" Yuan Zhihao took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said this in a voice that sounded as normal as possible talk.

At this time, Zhuang Jingyi also restrained all her expressions, and put on a serious face: "I dare not deceive the prince, this is really what I think in my heart."

"Okay! Then it's settled!" Yuan Zhihao squeezed out the words through his teeth, "There is no good candidate for the middle supporter of the palace, and you will support it for the time being."

"Okay." Zhuang Jingyi was not polite, "My lord, don't worry, it's just this manpower..." Zhuang Jingyi paused, "I'm not afraid of my lord's jokes, except for Qiu Xiang, none of the people who brought me here can be trusted, my lord." If there is someone who can be trusted..."

The corner of Yuan Zhihao's mouth twitched, revealing a wry smile: "Ayi, do you think it's just me, a motherless empty prince, who dares to accumulate my own manpower under the eyes of everyone?"

Zhuang Jingyi laughed out loud: "Speaking of which, in the future, the Jing'an Hou Mansion will be a place where the Eight Immortals cross the sea and show off their magical powers, where all kinds of gods and ghosts fight with each other?"

"Ayi, do you have any good ideas? Why don't you tell me." Yuan Zhihao had completely calmed down from his anger by this time.

Calm down and think about it, in fact, there is no need to be angry at what Zhuang Jingyi just said. After entering the Anjun Prince's Mansion, everything can be planned slowly, and what needs to be cleared up with her now Chu, do this kind of unnecessary dispute?
Zhuang Jingyi didn't know that Yuan Zhihao had secretly planned to settle all accounts slowly after getting married. Seeing Yuan Zhihao's soft words, she thought he agreed, so the smile on her face also merged, and she said with a smile: " Seeing how I am now, my lord is trapped in the mansion. It is impossible for me to train my own manpower. Although my lord can move around at will, I can't cultivate my manpower openly. If so, then accept those So what about monsters and monsters!"

"Okay, well said!" Yuan Zhihao clapped his hands and praised, "I like to hear the heroic words! As the saying goes, if a husband and wife are of the same heart, their profits will cut through gold! Ayi, from now on, we will run the Anjun Palace like an iron bucket together. In general, a drop of water does not enter!"

Yuan Zhihao's words made Zhuang Jingyi's originally calm heart suddenly feel a little unconfident. This matter seems to be developing in an uncontrollable direction. According to Zhuang Jingyi's thinking, now Yuan Zhihao should be filled with anger, and he should just walk away. Go, how could you...discuss these trivial things with yourself, and still say "we"!
"Ayi, please take a break. If it is as expected, the county palace will be available after tomorrow." Yuan Zhihao said and stood up, "So Ayi, who will be there after tomorrow, you are busy. Today It's just a rest, I'm leaving, I'll come to see you tomorrow." Yuan Zhihao looked at Zhuang Jingyi's words with deep affection, as if he really was like a husband who loved his wife very much.

Zhuang Jingyi couldn't figure out Yuan Zhihao's intention for a while, so she just stood smiling and didn't speak.

"Ayi, I'm going to rest too." Yuan Zhihao said, turned and walked outside, walked a few steps, stopped, turned to look at Zhuang Jingyi, "Ayi, I'm in a hurry today, I didn't bring a change of clothes."

"..." Zhuang Jingyi looked at Yuan Zhihao's back, her head seemed to be covered with paste, and she couldn't understand the meaning behind Yuan Zhihao's words.

Yuan Zhihao looked at the bewildered Zhuang Jingyi, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked sad: "Ayi, could it be that you really let your husband go out wearing today's clothes tomorrow..."

Zhuang Jingyi finally came to her senses, what does he mean by letting herself make clothes for him? !
But with his own needlework, even if he dared to wear it, she wouldn't dare to do it!

"Ah, Qiuxiang..." Zhuang Jingyi hurriedly raised her voice.

"Girl." Seeing Zhuang Jingyi calling, Qiuxiang quickly put down the embroidery tent in her hand, stood up, and walked in front of Zhuang Jingyi, "But what's your order?"

"Go to the embroidery room and order to make two sets of clothes for the prince." Zhuang Jingyi ordered.

"Ayi, can't you make a dress for me yourself?" Yuan Zhihao's grievance became even worse, "Don't worry, I won't be in a hurry, there will be a day when you will be willing to make it for me Clothes!" After finishing speaking, he turned and walked out of the yard.

Zhuang Jingyi turned her head away not to look at Yuan Zhihao's back, but repeatedly ordered Qiu Xiang to go to the embroidery room, but she murmured in her heart, I am afraid that such a day will never happen in this life!

Qiu Xiang glanced at Zhuang Jingyi secretly, her eyes were full of playful smiles: "Girl, this servant is also waiting for the girl to make a dress for the prince."

Zhuang Jingyi was not annoyed, nor did she look ashamed at all: "Don't worry, even if you can't do it in this life, you can always do it in the next life!"

Yuan Zhihao, who had just walked to the gate of the yard, stopped immediately when he heard these words, and turned to look at Zhuang Jingyi with surprise on his face: "Ayi, I knew you liked it."

Zhuang Jingyi was stunned for a moment, wondering how Yuan Zhihao could tell that she liked him, and she could say so conclusively.

"Ayi, not only have we become husband and wife in this life, but you have also booked the next life with me. I'm really happy." Yuan Zhihao didn't let Zhuang Jingyi be confused for a long time, and solved the doubts in Zhuang Jingyi's heart with a sincere face, " Don't worry, even in the next life, I will not let you down! I will definitely marry you again!"

"..." Zhuang Jingyi looked at Yuan Zhihao, suddenly speechless.

But Yuan Zhihao didn't just stop there, he still stood at the gate of the yard, raised his handsome face slightly, facing the bright and bright sun at noon, a trace of sadness flashed across his face: "Ayi, you Don't worry, in the next life, no matter how difficult it is, I will find you and wear the clothes you made for me."

All of a sudden, Yuan Zhihao, who is full of literary style, startled Zhuang Jingyi. When she recovered, she wished to rush up and give Yuan Zhihao a hard blow. Why is he so self-righteous? !

"Qiuxiang!" Suddenly, Zhuang Jingyi shouted.

"Ah, girl, what's the matter?" Qiu Xiang was immersed in Yuan Zhihao's confession to Zhuang Jingyi, her heart was full of emotion, and she was startled by the sudden shout.

"Go to the third girl and tell the prince that he has no clothes to wear. Let her make some clothes for the prince and send them to the prince's yard!" Zhuang Jingyi gritted her teeth after saying these words.

(End of this chapter)