Transmigration: Take the small tits to be the heroine of Weiguang

Chapter 2 Take the dumpling to break off the marriage

"This" is difficult for the eldest lady.

Although her daughter already has a son, it is still inappropriate for a man and a woman to meet before they get married, but she doesn't want to tell her daughter to go on a hunger strike.

Because of her daughter, she knows that this girl is very stubborn, and she really won't eat if she says she won't eat.

Then she would be heartbroken to death.

And her grandson also followed her mother, and he was also a little stubborn. If he knew that her mother was on a hunger strike, he probably would not eat.

Then she will suffer even more.

After thinking about it, the eldest lady had no choice but to grit her teeth and said: "Well, I will find a way for you to meet, but Xue'er, listen to your mother and be careful, and don't do anything too extreme. otherwise"

"Oh! Mother! Don't worry, my daughter has a sense of propriety." Seeing that her mother agreed, Wang Xue happily hugged her arm again, very affectionately.

The eldest lady also rubbed her daughter's head helplessly, there was no way, who made her only have such a daughter.

In fact, if her daughter hadn't had a son, in fact, as the princess, she would have found someone to marry, but now she has brought a child before she is married. The prime minister liked his family's power, so he probably wouldn't agree.

But if it's even this marriage.
That's all, let her go.

The eldest lady is too lazy to care.

At night, Wang Xue and Xiao Nai Tuanzi were drinking white fungus and bird's nest porridge when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

As the door was pushed open, Xiaocui, her mother's maid, walked in.

First saluted, then Xiaocui respectfully said: "Princess, the eldest lady asked the servant to tell you that there has been an appointment for you over there, at a quarter tomorrow, in the third box on the second floor of the Mu Yu Tea House, when Prime Minister Song Son Song Hao will go to meet you."

"Understood, you go back and tell my mother, just say thank her old man."

"The servant retire."

Watching Xiaocui leave, Qing'er couldn't help whispering from the side: "Princess, what are you going to say when you see General Song tomorrow, are you really going to call off this marriage with him?"

"If he really wants to quit, can I still stalk him?"

"My mother is right." The little guy echoed inarticulately from the side, his little cheeks were stuffed to the brim.

Qing'er: "."

Did you have less stalking before?
The next day.

Three poles in the sun.

Under the endless calls of the maid Qing'er, Wang Xue woke up from her sleep, and the first thing she said when she woke up was "What are you eating this morning?"

Qing'er: "."

The breakfast is very rich, fried dough sticks, buns, millet porridge, and more than a dozen small pickles.

This can't help but make Wang Xue feel emotional, the princess is different, and the pickles are not eaten by ordinary people.

After eating and drinking enough, Qing'er reminded, "Princess, it's time to go."

"Understood, by the way, remember to take my little book with you before you leave, it's a good way to pass the time if you're bored on the road."

"I know the princess."

Well, this has added a hobby for nothing.

After getting into the carriage, Wang Xue took off her shoes carelessly, sat cross-legged on the fur blanket and read a comic book, and there was a heater beside her. Now it is autumn, the weather is getting colder, and yesterday it was sporadic. A few snowflakes.

Little Nai Tuanzi leaned against Qing'er, tucked her little feet up, imitating his mother, and read a book with relish.

But what he read was a medical book.

Seeing this scene in his eyes, Qing'er only felt that there was something wrong and didn't know how to vomit it.

Besides, is it really appropriate to take your son with you when you meet someone for the first time?

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like you want to keep the other party, but it seems to force the other party to make up your mind to divorce.

The carriage was not moving slowly, so Wang Xue stopped after reading half of the comic book in his hand.

"Princess, it's time for us to get out of the car." Qing'er reminded carefully from the side, and then handed the veil to Wang Xue.

After putting on their veils, with Qing'er's support, the couple stepped out of the carriage, looking at the teahouse in front of them, Wang Xue couldn't help but tsk-tsk twice.

Antique, full of 'sao' gas.

"Let's go, son, go with your mother to meet the young minister of the Taifu."

"Mom, can I pack some tea later?"

"can."

Qing'er: "."

What is wrong with the young master who has never seen the world?

"May I ask you both?"

"Box No. [-] on the second floor." While speaking, Wang Xue had already walked upstairs quickly.

The owner of the tea house was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted immediately. His body trembled, and he hurriedly chased after Wang Xue. Please"

"There's a lot of nonsense, just lead the way." Wang Xue waved his hand and didn't let him go on.

The boss had no choice but to shut up obediently, walked a few steps quickly, and brought Wang Xue, master and servant, upstairs to the door of Box No. [-].

"Princess, Master Song has been waiting inside for a long time."

"Go and do your work first, you don't need to worry about it here." Wang Xue waved her hand away from the restaurant owner, then took a deep breath, and nodded to Qing'er.

Qing'er reached out and knocked on the door of the box.

"Please come in." Then, a man's calm voice came from inside the box.

Qing'er followed the trend and pushed the door open.

Wang Xue took Wang Yuxuan's little hand, stepped into the box, and saw a slender man sitting at the table, with a face like a crown jade, and eyes like stars.

Handsome is really handsome, even in modern times, he is a proper handsome guy.

And look at his height, it must not be lower than 1.8 meters.

Speaking of this Song Hao, he is only 20 years old now, and he has become the young minister of the Taifu from the fourth rank.

No wonder he was appreciated by the emperor and gave them a marriage.

"Meet the princess."

Song Hao stood up and saluted Wang Xue, but when he saw the little milk dumpling standing beside Wang Xue, his expression froze obviously.

"I've met Mr. Song." Wang Xue was calm and calm.

"I met Uncle Song." Xiaotuanzi raised his head and shouted in a milky voice.

"Hi, hello." Song Hao's expression was stiff and his voice was weird.

After the two sat down respectively, Song Hao said straight to the point: "I don't know why the princess saw me?"

Wang Xue took a sip of tea, then straightened her sitting posture, and cleared her throat again.

Only then did he say with a smile, "I do have something to talk about when I meet Mr. Song this time."

"Princess, please speak."

"Cough cough." Wang Xue coughed twice, then leaned forward and said in a low voice, "Master Song, why don't we discuss it and call off the marriage?"

(End of this chapter)