The princess is a flirt, and the prince loves her dearly

As soon as these words were spoken, the counterfeit goods instantly became excited.

Just get something out of her mouth.

that……

Would not it be……

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he stroked Jiang Wan's hair and asked, "What secret does Wanwan want to tell mother?"

Wanwan raised the spoon and said, "Mom, drink first. We'll talk after you finish."

Jiang Wan used a tone of coaxing a child, forcing the fake to swallow the throat-choking medicine.

No mother would refuse to breastfeed her daughter.

After drinking the medicine, the fake couldn't help but ask for water.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wan said that it is not advisable to drink water right after taking medicine, otherwise the water will dilute the medicinal properties and it will be bad.

She also said that her grandmother taught her.

Well, I have to swallow the salt in my throat.

Jiang Wan felt even more amused. He didn't expect that the old bitch could still be useful now.

After finishing the bowl and not giving me water, you should tell me the secret, right?

When the fake one was waiting expectantly for Jiang Wan to tell him the secret...

Jiang Wan was very happy.

There was no hesitation or rambling.

Just say...

"I'm afraid that since mother is not around Wanwan, she doesn't know that grandma wasn't very kind to me before. She especially doted on Xing'er, and I was like a weed on the roadside that was not loved or cared for by anyone.

That day…”

The fake's eyes widened in anxiety.

Jiang Wan lowered his head embarrassedly and twisted his handkerchief.

"That day, when my grandmother scolded me for not giving in to Xing'er, I added a little bit of salt to her medicine."

As he spoke, he made a gap between his thumb and index finger, just a little bit.

Upon hearing this, the fake felt so choked up that he couldn't breathe and even wanted to strangle her to death.

The grip on him tightened again and again, and he didn't know what to say.

Jiang Wan added: "Mom, you won't blame me, right? I don't really want to do that, it's because she always talks about me."

The fake ones are visibly black in color?

Jiang Wan quickly added, "Don't be angry, mother. Wan Wan will never dare to do it again next time."

The fakes endure, endure, endure, and force themselves to endure.

Ren said: "Can you tell the difference between salt and sugar?"

Jiang Wan shook her head. "The salt was given to me by Cui Er last time, and I found the sugar myself this time. Don't worry, mother. Wan Wan will not treat you badly."

Phew…the fake one wants to vomit blood.

I can’t vomit yet! I can only bear it!

She can't let the cat out of the bag!

After receiving the praise, Jiang Wan happily ran out of the room to stew chicken soup.

One spit and one nail, if you say stew, you have to stew.

It was just that when I was learning how to kill a chicken from Shuhua...

The chicken was going to peck her if she wasn't obedient.

Jiang Wan loosened his grip and the chicken ran away.

Next, Jiang Wan chases the chicken.

Calligraphy and painting pursue her.

When Jiang Wan fell ill, the fake reported the matter to Ye Fan on the grounds that she needed someone to take care of her.

Ye Fan agreed, thinking it was always good to have someone watching over her.

In order to prevent Jiang Wan from becoming suspicious, A Hua, who had served Jiang Wan before, came.

……

This is a flying chicken. It can fly very well by flapping its wings.

One plus one or two weak women can't catch a chicken.

I could only shout: "Someone come! Catch the chicken for me!"

Then she yelled to Shuhua, "And you! Hurry up and go over there to flank me. I don't believe you can't even take care of a broken chicken!"

Shuhua looked timid and agreed repeatedly.

This chicken can really fly, worthy of being carefully selected by the calligraphy and painting.

However, even a flying chicken cannot escape from a servant who knows how to fight.

After chasing chickens, Jiang Wan realized how many eyes there were here.

It was another scene of splitting up and encircling, which brought benefits to calligraphy and painting.

Go back to the kitchen, kill and chop the chicken and shout.

The two began to communicate.

"Miss, you are right. There is a hidden world there."

"How many people are there in secret?"

"We don't have many eyes here, but there are many eyes in the other world."

"That's it. We are on the outside. The inside is where my mother is trapped."

"What are you going to do, miss?"

"How is Ye Fan doing?"

"Very busy."

"It's better to do it today than to wait for a better day. Find a reason for you to inform the prince and have them ready at any time. I will go talk to my mother first."

"Miss, please be careful."

"Don't worry, Master taught me all these skills, and they will be put to good use."

……

Under the night.

Jiang Wan transformed herself into a busy maid picking flowers.

As the night deepens, it is time to change shifts.

At the moment of handing over the shift, Jiang Wan, who had finished his work, disappeared.

Before, Jiang Wan took the fake Shuhua as a maid to familiarize herself with this place.

But he could never find where Ye Fan was hiding Su Yuyan.

In some places, it is even forbidden to go there.

Plan step by step.

Calligraphy and painting have become the ones being surrounded and caught, and no one will care.

Jiang Wan hid in the dark, looking at the high wall in the distance and waiting for an opportunity.

The moment the moonlight is covered by dark clouds is the best opportunity.

It was already midnight, and the servants who were patrolling back and forth had relaxed expressions.

This goes on every day, and they feel a little relaxed.

Suddenly, the wind started to blow the dark clouds in the sky towards the new moon.

At this moment, Jiang Wan seized the opportunity and quickly jumped onto the high wall from the corner.

The moment he landed, he rolled over and lay down behind the flowers.

The patrol team left and Jiang Wan looked around.

This place is different from her outer courtyard and is more exquisite.

Because of this, Su Yuyan’s residence is easier to find.

The best, most exquisite and most luxurious place, you can't go wrong.

Jiang Wan hid and came to a yard.

This place was even more luxurious than the first time she came.

Looking at the dim light in the room, there were two figures talking about something on the window.

"Madam, it's late at night and you should rest."

"Why? Do I need you to decide when to rest?"