After the rebirth, the girl became the prince's pampered child

After hearing this, Mo Zixuan tightened his slender fingers slightly.

There was no trace of water on his face, he just nodded lightly towards Jiang Hua and led them into the Hou Mansion.

Lord Mohou had a close relationship with the current emperor.

In the original fight for the crown prince, Mrs. Mo played a large role.

Her father, Prime Minister Mu, a veteran of three dynasties, originally did not intend to take sides, but because he was in charge of the palace, he took sides with the seventh prince.

For the sake of his daughter, he, an old man, chose to support the seventh prince's ascension to the throne.

Only then did the seventh prince, who was weak and unpopular, sit on the throne.

Although Prime Minister Mu and his daughter Mu Yan are no longer here, the Mo family's prominence still remains because of their meritorious service.

Today is the crowning ceremony for the crown prince, and the crown prince is not yet married.

Each family brought their own daughters of appropriate age, and the purpose was self-evident.

The late Mrs. Mo, Mu Yan, was Mo Zixuan’s biological mother.

As the daughter of the former eldest princess, Mrs. Jiang and Mu Yan are close friends.

So before that she often came to the Hou Mansion as a guest.

But after Mu Yan died of illness, she never came again.

Seeing each other again, Mrs. Jiang certainly had something to say to Mo Zixuan.

"You kid, you didn't even know about Aunt Qing when you returned to Beijing. If you hadn't received the invitation from the Marquis Mansion, you wouldn't have heard about you."

This child has been close to her since she was a child. She has not seen her for many years, but she is afraid that she is unfamiliar.

Mrs. Jiang sighed.

Mo Zixuan was stunned, "Zixuan only returned to Beijing in the past two days."

"There are many affairs in the mansion, and it was Zi Xuan's negligence. I will come to Aunt Qing in person to apologize to her someday."

Hearing what he said, Mrs. Jiang suddenly smiled and asked with concern about his life over the years.

I don’t know how Lord Mo was able to deceive others and send Mo Zixuan to the military camp.

Even though she asked her general to inquire about it, there was still no news for many years.

The two chatted happily until they reached the front hall, where they stopped talking.

The hall was full of guests, and the officials were whispering to each other, making it very lively.

When all the ladies and ladies saw Mo Zixuan, their eyes lit up.

But when he saw Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Hua beside him, he felt slightly evil.

"The crown prince and the general's wife are here. The sisters are looking forward to it."

The bachelor's wife smiled softly, "Young girl is so big, but she is quite a beauty."

This Mrs. Meng, Jiang Hua, had a very good impression.

In her previous life, Mrs. Meng would always bring her some gadgets every time she came to a banquet, and she also tried to set up red lines for her and her young master several times.

Jiang Hua smiled back and saluted Mrs. Meng, while Mrs. Jiang smiled and exchanged greetings with her.

The banquet began, with singing and dancing, and the dancer's enchanting figure attracted everyone's attention.

Platefuls of exquisite dishes and snacks were served to the table, and soon the room was filled with the aroma of wine.

From time to time, ladies from various families secretly glanced at the extraordinary and handsome Mo Zixuan, secretly making eyes at him.

He ignored it and just propped his head up to look at Jiang Hua, who was eating quickly across from him.

Jiang Hua raised her eyes and glanced at him as if she was investigating something.

Seeing him staring at her motionless, even though she was a wife in her previous life, Jiang Hua's cheeks turned red instantly when the man stared at her.

Taking Jiang Hua's charming look into his eyes, two red clouds appeared on Mo Zixuan's fair and handsome face.

The two of them just stared at each other motionless, and the snacks on Jiang Hua's chopsticks had already rolled to the ground.

When will he see it?

The sound of discussion disappeared at some point, and only the sound of musical instruments and the crisp sound of bells on the dancer's skirt were left in the hall.

"Hahaha, who are the prince and Miss Jiang?" Someone laughed a few times.

"Oh, this young man is really good. How about we have a double happiness today and settle down the marriage for them."

The ladies were teasing each other, and some ladies from aristocratic families present looked a little embarrassed.

Mrs. Jiang helplessly patted Jiang Hua on the shoulder, "Hua'er, I know that Zi Xuan is good-looking, but you can't be like this..."

"You're staring straight at her. Didn't Mom tell you that your daughter should be reserved?"

If her father saw this, he would definitely be very angry.

Only then did Jiang Hua come to her senses, hurriedly looked away, and quietly glared at Mo Zixuan in shame and anger.

There was a narrow smile on the corner of the other party's lips, which made Jiang Hua's cheeks heat up again. She quickly lowered her head and took a sip of the fruit wine.

Lord Mo squinted his eyes and looked at Mo Zixuan a few times.

Looking at Jiang Hua, whose beauty was already faintly revealed, he pursed his lips in understanding.

"The imperial examination will be held next spring, right? I wonder who the top scholar will be next year."

After three drinks, someone smacked his lips in interest.

"There are talented people in the world, but our old bones will be of no use."

"Bullshit! You, Mr. Guo, are an old man. What is that old man?" Mr. Qi cursed drunkenly.

Everyone laughed.

Jiang Hua's face turned pale, and many unknown emotions were intertwined in her chest, and scenes from her past life appeared before her eyes again.

After talking to Mrs. Jiang, Jiang Hua quietly went out to get some air.

She didn't let Xiaocao follow her, and came to the arch bridge next to the lotus pond alone.

A gust of breeze blew. Jiang Hua didn't pay attention, and the handkerchief in her hand floated into the pool.

When she came to her senses, a young man in commoner clothes had already used Qinggong to move a little above the pond and landed in front of her.

"Miss, your veil." The voice was gentle.

"Thank you, sir." Jiang Hua was about to take it, but suddenly realized.

This voice...Zhou Chaosheng?!

The overwhelming hatred swept over again.

Jiang Hua sneered and looked up at the face that once fascinated her. At this moment, she felt extremely disgusted.

"I don't want this veil anymore." It's already dirty.