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

Jiang Wan's hand was held tightly by a big hand, and she smiled like a flower, "Done!"

"Wanwan is extremely intelligent, and my husband has never been able to match her."

Jiang Wan gave him a coquettish look and said, "Okay, stop flattering me. While it's still early, why don't we go hang out at Wen Shu's place?"

"What Wanwan said is very good."

Under the cover of night, two figures, one in front and one behind, rushed straight to Wen Shu's bedroom under the cover of darkness.

Ever since Wen Shu came back, there have been many more eyes watching her, both openly and secretly.

Fortunately, when she was away, both of them had already figured out where they could hide and conceal their figures.

We arrived at Wenshu smoothly all the way.

It was already midnight, and candles were still burning in Wen Shu's bedroom, with maids walking back and forth.

In the dark, Jiang Wan looked at Xiao Beichen with ill intent, and teased with a sly smile, "I think Wen Shu couldn't figure out that her nephew had become her nominal lover."

Xiao Beichen stared at her with a pair of warm eyes, "You keep talking nonsense, I will not be polite tonight."

Jiang Wan waved away his hand that was about to cause trouble, quietly moved aside, and rolled his eyes at him, "Is it okay if I'm wrong? I'm just teasing you out of boredom!"

"Wanwan admits her fault, and as a husband, I know my fault, so..."

"Okay, lights out."

Xiao Beichen's words were interrupted by her, and the two of them took advantage of the moment when dark clouds covered the moonlight to come to Wen Shu's bedroom and hid, one on the upper side and the other on the side.

The figure lying flat on the bed is sleeping with a frown on her face. She must be dreaming about something that she doesn't understand, or something that worries her.

Jiang Wan saw Wen Shu clearly in the moonlight. This was the first time she saw her, and also the first time for Xiao Beichen.

She is about forty years old but full of charm, and even with her eyes closed, the aura of a superior is still around her.

She doesn't look like her title, but rather has a more fierce look.

But this sharpness is the most attractive part.

Gentle women are everywhere, but women like her are very rare.

Jiang Wan looked around, observing whether there was anything different in the hall.

Xiao Beichen stared outside at Wen Shu, keeping watch.

Just when Jiang Wan didn't notice anything different, Xiao Beichen gave her a look.

Wen Shu struggled in her sleep.

He struggled and scratched, as if he was resisting or trying to grab something.

The two were puzzled but tried to hide their figures better.

Suddenly, Wen Shu, who was struggling in her dream, woke up abruptly, and her sleepy eyes were instantly replaced by sharpness.

After staring at the ceiling for a moment, she stood up, looked around, put on her coat, opened the bedroom door and walked out.

Jiang Wan was puzzled, and the two of them signaled with their eyes to follow from a distance.

At this moment, Wen Shu moved quietly along that unusual road without taking anyone with her.

Wen Shu was heading towards Xingyuan, and Jiang Wan and the others understood something instantly.

He no longer followed and ran out of the palace.

Inside the princess's mansion, the two hid in the dark and watched Wen Shu walk towards Feng Ping's yard.

At this moment, Feng Ping had not yet fallen asleep due to the physical torture, and the maids also stood straight in drowsiness.

The door was pushed open, and a sentence: "Everyone go out." saved them tonight.

The maids breathed a sigh of relief and left quickly.

However, there was a look of blame in Feng Ping's eyes.

"What are you doing here? You are not welcome here!"

Wen Shu sneered: "You still call yourself Ai? Don't forget whose territory you are in!"

"So what? Kill me if you can!"

Wen Shu sneered: "Haha! Do you think I don't dare?"

There was a fierce murderous intent in Feng Ping's eyes. In just a moment, Feng Ping's previous smugness disappeared instantly, and he shrank his neck unnaturally, "I tell you, I have a favor to your mother, you can't kill me!"

Wen Shu walked slowly towards her, "A favor? I have already repaid you with my life, what's the matter? Does the Grand Empress Dowager want me to repay you again?"

Feng Ping's eyes flashed with fear of death, but he said in a tough tone: "Don't forget! Why did I come here? I have helped you a lot. If you dare to harm me, the emperor will not let you go! Let you go! Everything you have gained will be in vain! You will not survive!"

"Are you threatening me?" Wen Shu stopped.

Feng Ping seemed to regain her superiority and said contemptuously: "So what?"

Wen Shu suddenly laughed out loud, and in the blink of an eye rushed towards Feng Ping, clasping her neck with her fingers like claws. Her bright red nail polish exerted a little force, which frightened Feng Ping so much that she instantly softened and tried to pry Wen Shu's hands apart with both hands.

"Don't, don't forget who helped you achieve your wish, who helped you hide your tracks, and who helped you guard the capital so that you can be happy!"

Wen Shu was unmoved, her fingers still tightening gradually, "Grand Empress Dowager, rest assured, I have firmly remembered everything you have done, and I dare not forget it at any time!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Shu let go of Feng Ping and threw her onto the bed.

For a moment, the only sounds in the room were Feng Ping coughing while covering her neck.

After a moment, Feng Ping caught her breath and looked at Wen Shu, who was sitting beside her, wondering what she was thinking.

After a while, he suddenly asked, "How is the person? Have you found him?"

When this matter was mentioned, Wen Shu's eyes instantly became angry, "How dare you mention this! If it weren't for you, how could he have escaped!"