After rebirth, the Yin Prey Prince forced me to coax him

Xia Chenyue seemed to just pass by to take a look at her and then leave.

But before leaving, he lifted the jade button around his waist and said meaningfully: "I have fulfilled your request. Remember you owe me once."

owe what?
Jiang Ying's first reaction was that he owed a favor, but the look in his eyes before leaving didn't look like a simple favor.

Suddenly, Jiang Ying thought of the kiss that fell on her hand that day, and the tossing and grinding touch.

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, shouldn't they?
The more I thought about it, the more my hands felt hot, and finally my heart became uneasy.

This is too.
I can't say it. It's really the first time I've been born as a ghost. Isn't this inappropriate?How could she refuse?

Lin Shuyun and the queen came out without talking for a while. Prince Ning had already gone away, so she didn't see the two of them standing together. But even so, Lin Shuyun's expression was ugly, and she ignored Jiang Ying and buried her head. Go outside the palace.

After sitting on the carriage, Lin Shuyun stared at her with a look of resentment and hatred, but still said nothing.

The carriage just stopped in front of the mansion, and Lin Shuyun got out of the car in a hurry. After Jiang Ying won, he didn't even know who was there.

Ling Que was waiting for someone at the door, and came over with a puzzled look on his face: "Miss, Madam's face is so scary, no, she seems to be eating people."

Jiang Ying might know why Lin Shuyun looked like this. He twitched his lips and said, "Aren't you going to eat people?"

Sure enough, early the next morning, Queen Yi issued an order and Jiang Chan entered the East Palace as the crown prince's concubine.

In the previous life, Wang Yanran was the crown prince, and Jiang Chan could only be a side concubine. In this life, Wang Yanran became a side concubine, but Jiang Chan still couldn't climb up.

The position of Crown Princess is like a huge piece of fat. If a candidate has not yet been decided, everyone will be obsessed with it, thinking that they will be the lucky one. They will fight over and over again, and they don't know how many girls will be harmed.

The side concubine is different from the main concubine. Although the normal process is to check the horoscopes and calculate the time, it is impossible to get past the main wife.

The wedding process won't be too grand, and it won't take that long, so Jiang Chan's time to enter the East Palace is set to be three months later, on the third day of February next year.

Although marriages have been arranged in an orderly manner since ancient times, except for marrying into the Tian family. If you want to marry into the Tian family, do you have to wait for the person in front of you to settle it?

Moreover, Jiang Chan entered the East Palace, not married into the East Palace. The difference is a world of difference.

But even so, the second wife was also very happy. Although they were very coveted for the position of the Crown Princess, they also knew that it would be good to become a side concubine if they were just a little short of it. Currently, the Crown Prince did not have a main concubine, so Jiang Chan went to live with Wang Yanran. Sitting together.

Moreover, the prince's offspring were few and far between. If Jiang Chan could give birth to a boy, she might have the chance to take another step forward.

As wonderful as the second room is, the big room is so gloomy.

When Jiang Ying heard that Lin Shuyun smashed a cup, she smiled and said nothing. She just held her cloak and went to see the old man in the afternoon.

The new year is approaching, and the old man has a lot of official duties. The important ones are too busy, and the unimportant ones are piled up.

Jiang Ying was assigned a pile of letters, which turned out to be letters written by officials from various parties or famous scholars to greet or ask for answers.

"Grandpa, isn't it good for me to write this?"

The person these people wanted to greet was the old man, and how could it be that she was the one to answer the questions that those scholars asked humbly?She is not so conceited and thinks she can learn from others.

The old man didn't even raise his head: "I'm not the only one who has received these letters. Officials who want to move up the ranks and literati who want to become officials naturally have to send letters everywhere to seek opportunities. But you see, grandpa is so busy that he has no time to read." ? Generally speaking, these letters will be shelved and eventually destroyed. Just read them to pass the time and reply if you want. The Jiang family can still afford several staff." Huh?
Jiang Ying lowered his head and looked at the letter in front of him that asked for advice sincerely and humbly. The handwriting was beautiful, with straight horizontal and vertical lines and regular regular script. If the words were really like the person he was writing, he would be a clean and humble person with a scholarly spirit.

It’s fine for her grandfather to watch her while she passes the time, but the Jiang family has a staff?Let her choose?How unreliable.

What if she chooses a bad person?The old man just admits it?Dad can let her act recklessly?
Is this the Jiang family choosing their staff, or is she choosing her staff?
What does a girl like her do when she chooses staff?

Jiang Ying was puzzled, but she felt that the old man's words had deep meanings, and she could always understand them when she listened.

The letters piled up like a mountain and could not be read in one or two days. Jiang Ying read for two hours, her eyes were sore and her neck hurt. She put it down at the right time and took a sip of tea. It was only then that she realized it was snowing.

The snow was not very light, and the entire sky was shrouded in white.

The aroma of tea lingered, Jiang Ying stood up and sat next to the old man, making tea with him and watching the snow.

Jiang Ying was in a good mood: "Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, next year will be a good one."

When the prince's head falls and his fate changes, she will no longer have to worry about it.

Hanxiao and Lingque came to pick up Jiang Ying, and the master and servant walked back through the snow.

Passing by the garden, I unexpectedly met Jiang Chan. She was wearing a pink cloak and holding an oil-paper umbrella, dangling in the rain, with cheerful steps and cheerful laughter.

Ling Que flat-mouthed: "Ever since Yizhi came down, I heard that the fifth lady was extremely happy, and now she even ran to jump in the snow."

As for what?If this were to spread, people would probably say that he was not reserved enough.

Although they didn't say it, Lingque and Hanxiao didn't like Jiang Chan very much. They were both official ladies, but the fifth lady didn't have the bearing or cultivation of an official lady at all. She was superficial and stingy, and she was inferior to them. Far.

Jiang Ying stopped and took a look. She didn't laugh at Jiang Chan. She was naturally happy when her wish came true. It was her business how Jiang Chan wanted to celebrate, and she didn't bother others anyway.

As for what outsiders say, Jiang Chan doesn't care, so what does it have to do with her?

Jiang Chan saw the people here. She flew over quickly, like a butterfly, and spun around in front of Jiang Ying with a look of joy on her face: "Sister, does this cloak of mine look good? His Highness the Crown Prince gave it to me."

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Ying with a blushing face and pretended to be innocent: "Sister, I have been given to His Highness the Crown Prince as his concubine, don't you congratulate me?"

In his innocence, he is extremely proud and full of show off.

Jiang Ying's expression remained normal and he nodded: "Congratulations."

Jiang Chan pushed even further and pretended to be sad: "Sister, are you really congratulating me? Why don't you just smile?"

Jiang Ying smiled and raised his hand. Jiang Chan immediately became alert and quickly backed away, fearing that Jiang Ying would pull her hair.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ying just lifted it up and put it down casually, with a malicious smile: "Sister, why do you want me to congratulate you?"

Jiang Chan could no longer act, so she snorted, shook her handkerchief, and walked away.

With a smile, she couldn't help but say: "The fifth young lady is obviously afraid of the young lady, but she insists on messing with her. I don't know what she wants."