Counterattack of an Alluring Princess

"Does my wife really don't know?" Wang Hou took a step forward, his brows couldn't help twisting.

The princess who was the future princess just now, is now a widow, and I don't know whether wiping off the dumpling will bring the relationship closer or lower the status.

An Xia didn’t miss any flaws, she still shook her head and said sadly: “Princess Xinyue is beautiful and beautiful. After having these ringworms, how should we marry in the future? Fortunately, we have a good family. Just look for the poor on the street and you will not worry about loneliness. I."

In a few words, Yan Xinyue almost vomited blood, and the poor on the street are clearly beggars!

She was a dignified princess who wanted to marry a beggar. She couldn't help it anymore. No matter how scheming to see the world again, she was crazy at this time. She cursed, "Anxia, ​​you bitch!"

"Shut up!" Wang Hou said angrily, with an ugly face, and clasped his fists towards Master An: "Presumably the daughter is not aware of this, the old man says goodbye."

"Father!" Yan Xinyue was not reconciled, but was dragged away by King Hou.

Looking at the back of the two of them leaving, An Xia lamented: "Father, do you also think that the princess's face was destroyed by me?"

An Shucheng was hit by the problem directly, and was speechless for a while, feeling a little embarrassed.

He had long noticed that this daughter was unusual. Although he didn't get involved in the backyard, he always knew that Zhao Jingmei had troubles again and again, but ended up like this.

It can be seen that his daughter An Shucheng has done a great job!

"Daddy doesn't believe me, of course." An Shucheng still replied, "It's just that the king came to Xingshi to question the crime because his daughter is a noble concubine in the palace.

An Xia didn't respond, but smiled mockingly.

"It's okay, go to rest early." An Shucheng coughed embarrassingly. With An Xia, he felt a sense of sharpness on his back.

"Yes, daddy." An Xia replied, turned and left.

She still has a lot to do, and she needs to prepare more powder, otherwise, when she enters the palace, that concubine Yan Gui can't kill herself.

In the Prince Hou's Mansion, they dare to be so bold. Once they enter the palace, An Xia will still be in her charge.

Although one is in the Eastern Palace and the other in the Central Palace, the danger is also great.

While grinding the powder, An Xia was thinking about Bei Mingxiao's injuries. He was poisoned, and it was not an overnight task. Detoxification was not easy, and it was not easy to find out.

And right now, Bei Mingxiao did not completely trust An Xia.

This gave An Xia an impulse not to intervene and let him fend for himself.

"Hongye, you don't need you here, go get some medicine powder and put it on your face." An Xia still blames herself for making Yan Xinyue slap Hongye, and for this, she wants Yan Xinyue to suffer.

Never give her an antidote!

In the Anjia Villa at this time, Auntie Zhao held An Si, who was sleeping in her arms, silently weeping.

Her daughter, Tianzi, looks much more beautiful than An Xia, but now she is disfigured by that little **** and has no chance to compete for the crown of the prince. Even the daughter of her dignified prince’s mansion can only use weeds.

All of this is caused by that **** An Xia!

Thinking of this, Aunt Zhao's eyes flicked fiercely. There is no carrier pigeon to spread the letter. Is it true that she hasn't saved any contacts for so many years?

The night was slightly cold, and Aunt Zhao couldn't sleep at all, but looked sadly at her only daughter.

In the second half of the night, a man in black suddenly appeared in the corner of the wall, and he merged with the wall from a distance.

"Huan Feiyan is thin by your side, haven't you forgotten the slave house?" Aunt Zhao's face was sad, and her tears fell down, her whole body looked pitiful.

This grievance is not a pretense. You must know that the poison that An Xia put on her has increased the weight. Zhao Jingmei's thoughts are deep, and her scheming is very deep. She would rather scratch her skin without moving her face.

Under the moon and green bamboo, the beauty is crying bitterly, it really makes people feel soft.

The man in black hurriedly stepped forward, hugged Aunt Zhao in his arms, and comforted him softly: "Baby, what are you talking about? If there is really no you in my heart, why am I here in the middle of the night?"

In a word, Aunt Zhao turned from crying to laugh, she leaned on that person’s arms, and hurriedly said, “Sister Si’er’s face is ruined, and the medical officers are helpless. My father can’t change this fact even if he asks for a ghost. Go there."

"The old people in Guigu toast and don't eat or drink fine wine. It is never easy to want them to take action. Anyway, Guigu will have to go." The black man nodded and said in a deep voice. There was a little helplessness between the eyebrows.

For this woman, he was willing.

The two discussed for a while under the moon, and finally the man in black looked at Aunt Zhao deeply, and his thoughts were even more self-evident.

The man in black smiled lowly: "Sister Si sleeps deeply enough?"

Aunt Zhao's eyes rolled and she mentioned An Si, her expression became a little more sad: "Sister Si hasn't slept well these days, and finally fell asleep."

"Well, let's go outside." The black-clothed man's voice was lowered a bit. They haven't been together for a few years. It's definitely a good opportunity to live in this villa.

Although Auntie Zhao is not 28 years old, she is full of femininity, her eyes are so enchanting and charming that the person in black will always remember.

It was also because of Aunt Zhao's beauty that An Shucheng loved her well.

But An Shucheng is not a person who is addicted to beauty, he always knows what he wants.

One day of the wedding day, one day recently, unexpectedly calmed down unexpectedly. Without Aunt Zhao’s troubles, the aunts in the mansion were not in good shape at all. The women without heirs talked about the capital, but each one became well-behaved. Although Mrs. An is still weak, But with the princess An Xia, no one was bullied.

Not to mention, nowadays, there is a housekeeper to take care of it, and life is extremely comfortable.

The General's Mansion was safe and sound, and there was no disturbance in the Prince's place, and even the Captain's Mansion on the cusp of the storm was peaceful.

unusual!

An Xia was sitting on the stone bench in the yard, holding the pestle and mortar and fiddled with the powder. The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. It seemed that there was something important that she had overlooked.

"Miss, the powder is sprinkled." Hongye reminded from the side, and quickly took over, as An Xia showed more and more skills, she became more and more loyal to An Xia.

To her, the young lady now looks much better than before, at least now when she walks out, the other maids in the house look at her with envy, and even flatter her.

The third prince hasn't come for two days, so his poison...

Thinking of this, An Xia stood up and ran out. Hongye didn't know why, and chased after him and shouted, "Miss, where are you going?"

An Xia patted her forehead, turned back, and ordered Hongye to prepare the car, while she hurriedly gathered up the medicine powder she had just prepared. This is what she needs to walk around the rivers and lakes.

The carriage was walking on the road, An Xia was like a tight string. I wonder why the absence of the Third Prince in the past few days gave her a bad feeling in her heart?

Thinking of that handsome man, he held the medicine packet tightly in his palm.

Hope everything is too late.

It was still the last inn, and the shopkeeper knew An Xia, so he invited it to Yajian the first time.

"I have something to see the prince." An Xia calmly said softly, drinking the best tea here, with the most exquisite handicap on the table, royal treatment, huh.

He knew that this was actually the prince’s territory, and the people here must also belong to the prince.

She had been here with the third prince, and she knew about it a long time ago when she wanted to come to the prince, and even the prince who went to the capitol secretly could know, let alone this tea house.

So she didn't intend to hide it.

The shopkeeper retired. Without much effort, he heard footsteps from far to near.

It is Bei Mingxian who is dressed normally.

"You actually saw this palace in private?" Bei Mingxian's mouth raised a playful smile, looking up and down An Xia, it is a miracle that this woman can live to this day.

An Xia glanced behind the prince with a slight disappointment, and did not see the familiar figure. Her heart sank and she became a little impatient. "The courtier and the prince have long been married. It is not wrong to meet together."

The response is decent and generous.

Bei Mingxian laughed loudly!

With irony in his smile, the next moment Bei Mingxian suddenly stretched out his hand, took a step forward, and put a pincer between An Xia's neck, and the tender skin immediately turned red.

The delicate and slender neck seems to be broken with a gentle force.

He even said coldly: "But my palace doesn't like you."

One sentence unreservedly expressed his position, An Xia tried to hold up a smile, endure the pain, and even endure not a single needle to kill the arrogant prince in front of him: "Mutual each other."

Now the crown prince, the future mother of the country, was quietly told by a woman that she didn't care. Bei Mingxian's face was ugly, her hands suddenly exerted force, An Xia Qiao's face was red and swollen, but her eyes turned to Bei Mingxian without fear.

She was betting that the prince did not dare to kill her, but she had already pinched the silver needle at her fingertips. If she lost, then she was confident to pull Bei Mingxian one second before losing. Funeral.

Not long after, Bei Mingxian let go, with a look of disgust.

When the long-lost fresh air breathed into her nose again, An Xia chuckled lightly and she won.

"Kill you, I am afraid that my hands will get dirty. Let's talk about it, what are you looking for in this palace?" Bei Mingxian said with an unkind expression, the kind of lofty, dismissive, it has never been shown in front of people.

It was not the first time they met, nor was it the first time they had contact. The first time he saw her at the Hou Palace, his eyes were cold, and the second time at the General's Palace, he seemed to be disguised.

Regarding these, An Xia didn’t care, and re-brew tea for the two of them, and continued: “The prince’s daughter-in-law naturally does not care about the little girl. The wedding is approaching, and the courtier is panic, knowing she can’t match the prince... "

"Do you want to divorce?" Bei Mingxian's eyes sharpened suddenly, the **** woman, actually wanting to play with him? Everyone knows that the person he is about to marry is her, and now she says she is not worthy of him!

Even if this is the case, An Xia cannot be allowed to bring it up.

It is absolutely impossible to retreat. One is that it will make the emperor a little bit suspicious, and the other is that he would rather let An Xia die and let the marriage contract be dissolved by himself.

An Xia smiled, calmly: "The prince is wise."

"Wise?" Bei Mingxian gritted his teeth. </p>