Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

"It's good that you understand. Besides, there's no guarantee that the baby can be born, right?" Jiuli's mind flashed with the image of Zhu Shuyue whom she met that day. Her figure was as slender as that of Willow Fufeng, and it might be difficult for her to give birth to the baby.

Anxiang poured the tea, then stood aside and thought, and decided to urge Shuying to check on Zhu Shuyue later.

The weather today is not particularly hot and the breeze is just right.

"You said that Prince Jing recruited three more beauties?" Prince Ming stepped down from the martial arts training ground, threw his gun away, took the handkerchief from Jin Yao's hand and wiped the sweat off his face.

There was still shock in his words. How could this be possible? How long have they been married? And they have already brought three more people into the mansion?

If it were an ordinary family, they would have been beaten up by old man Cui Hancheng and his men long ago. Only the fourth son has the support of his father. It is really unreasonable for Prince Ming to slander them again.

He opened the secret letter, read it, and threw it into the brazier.

"Help secretly, don't do anything extra, and don't arouse suspicion," Prince Ming's face darkened.

"Yes," Jin Yao lowered his head, thinking of Concubine Heng's instructions when he left the palace, and whispered, "Master, it's time for you to get married."

"Did mother ask you to tell her again?" Prince Ming glared at Jin Yao, "You are still my servant, not mother's!"

"You have to remember what you should do and what you shouldn't do, and control your mouth, only then can you achieve long-term success." Prince Ming's words were meaningful, and his words were full of warnings.

"Of course I only have one master," Jin Yao knelt on the ground in fear and kowtowed repeatedly, his eyes full of determination and sincerity.

"Receive twenty blows and come back to serve me in two days." Prince Ming took the gun and continued to practice martial arts in the training ground.

However, there was obvious murderous intent in his actions, and they became even more fierce, as if he wanted to split his opponent in half.

At night, he couldn't help it after all. He changed into the clothes of a young eunuch, climbed over the wall to the main courtyard where Jiuli lived, and stood at the door.

But he was unexpectedly dragged in by Shuying. The first thing Shuying saw was this eunuch who didn't look like a eunuch. He was pulled into a corner with his hands on his waist and was about to be lectured. How could he just stand there???

"Master? No, Prince Ming?" Seeing the little eunuch's face, Shuying's legs trembled, but when she thought that she was no longer Prince Ming's person, she felt relieved.

"You did a good job," Prince Ming pushed his hat down to cover half of his face, and said in a dangerous tone.

"You haven't seen me today, do you understand?" Prince Ming chuckled and reminded, "If you tell others, it will not only be me who will be in trouble, but also your master and everyone in this palace." Prince Ming threatened and walked towards the main house.

Shuying's mouth twitched. No, is he tired of living?

"What is your master doing?" Prince Ming took two steps forward and then stepped back, crossing his fingers and holding the eighteen-bead bracelet on his hand.

"The master is practicing calligraphy." Shuying lowered her head, thinking about cleaning up the mess quickly so that no one would know about it. This matter really left her speechless and she didn't know what to say.

In the study, Jiuli lowered her head and wrote big characters seriously.

"Get out." Hearing the footsteps coming in, she didn't even raise her head and said, "Didn't I tell you not to come in unless necessary?" Her tone was full of impatience and she crumpled the rice paper into a ball.

"Why are you so angry?" Prince Ming bent down to pick up the paper ball and walked towards Jiuli. "Who offended you?"

"How did you get in?" Jiuli raised her eyes and couldn't help laughing when she saw Prince Ming dressed as a little eunuch.

"Of course I walked in." Prince Ming said confidently, sitting down beside him with his legs crossed.

"Have you had enough of sitting here? Then leave quickly. I won't keep you here." Jiuli said unhappily, "What are you doing here so late at night?"

"I haven't sat enough. I can never sit enough here with you," Prince Ming showed distance, stood up and walked beside Jiuli, "Why didn't Fourth Brother accompany you? Why don't you turn around and look at me?"

"How am I inferior to him? I am more handsome than him, younger than him, and I don't even have any other maids," Prince Ming gave examples one by one, saying openly that I am the best.

After Prince Ming entered the study, Anxiang and Shuying quickly ordered the servants outside to leave, otherwise it would be bad if someone heard them. As for the master's affairs? They were happy when the master was happy, and unhappy when the master was unhappy.

"I am your sister-in-law," Jiuli took a step back and lowered her head to hide the look in her eyes. "It is wrong for you to say that. Mother will find you a princess in a few days."

"Princess? I don't want any princess. It's obvious that I only want you," Prince Ming continued to move closer.

"Sister-in-law? I don't mind being his substitute." Seeing Jiuli just took a step back, a smile flashed in Prince Ming's eyes. Whether he could achieve success next depended on himself.

"Besides, do you really have no feelings for me at all? Then why are you still wearing the Twin Begonia Hairpin that I gave you?" Prince Ming spoke almost in Jiuli's ear.

She reached out and took off the twin crabapple hairpins on her head, and her long black hair slid down her shoulders, naturally carrying a hint of gentleness.

"Sixth Prince, you have overstepped your boundaries," Jiuli raised her eyes, her voice full of rejection, yet leaving room for maneuver.

"Qingqing, you have me in your heart too, just admit it. Prince Jing can find someone else, so you can too." Prince Ming continued, "I will take care of it."

"Sixth Prince, I am your sister-in-law," Jiuli confirmed again, "If you are here to say this, you can leave now."

"So what? You should have been my princess, not Princess Jing," Prince Ming said with aggression in his eyes. "Do you really want to live with Prince Jing? Do you want to let go of the past?"

"I," Jiuli seemed to have been hit on the nail on the head. She fell into the chair and looked up absent-mindedly. "I will try my best to be a qualified princess," she said in a weak voice.

"Prince Jing has a lover, he won't care about you. He only treats you as a housekeeper," Prince Ming stood behind Jiuli, bent slightly, and whispered in Jiuli's ear.

As brothers for many years, he is very familiar with King Jing. Although he seems gentle, he is actually full of ulterior motives, otherwise he would not have remained unmarried and made trouble when he knew that he and Jiuli were going to get engaged!

"You don't know yet, do you? King Jing knew from the beginning that we knew each other and that I wanted to marry you as the Princess of the County. He loves himself more than anyone else."

"You're talking nonsense," Jiuli pretended to defend him, "King Jing, give me the power of housekeeper," she said.

But Prince Ming's eyes turned red. He pinched Jiuli's waist, pressed her between himself and the chair, and kissed her on the lips.

When we separated after a long time, I was slapped in the face.

"How outrageous." Jiuli's eyes were slightly red and her voice was trembling.

"Yes, I was presumptuous. My father would not kill his son, but he might not kill his daughter-in-law," Prince Ming touched his face and chuckled.