The daughter of the mansion is slapped in the face every day

Seeing the glittering gold filigree phoenix hairpin with pearls lying in the box, Jiang Wanwan's eyes were fixed on the hairpin.

She was not attracted by the gorgeous hairpin, but by the phoenix pattern on it.

The phoenix is ​​a lucky bird and symbolizes the position of emperor and empress.

She knew that Zhao Zheyong understood her ambition.

Jiang Wanwan immediately smiled happily and bowed to Zhao Zheyong in a pretentious manner, her tone also rising a little, "Since Your Highness is so kind, it would be disrespectful for Wanwan to refuse it."

She turned to her maid Lan'er and smiled, "Lan'er, accept it."

Lan'er took the box from Zhao Zheyong.

Jiang Wanwan bowed to Zhao Zheyong again, her tone no longer as cold as before, "Your Highness, you should return to your seat. Mother has something else to talk to Wanwan about, so Wanwan will take her leave first."

Jiang Wanwan looked up, her eyes full of affection.

Zhao Zheyong also looked back at her affectionately.

It was as if these two people were lovers who had been in love for many years.

Now that we meet again, we have endless feelings to express, all of which are hidden in both of our eyes.

Zhao Zheyong didn't look away until Jiang Wanwan's back was out of sight. He immediately put on a sneer, "I've seen many women who want to get close to the rich and powerful. This month, she frequently appeared in front of the Crown Prince and the eldest prince, but she kept hitting a wall. She still didn't give up. I took the initiative to find her, but she still pretended to be nice."

"Don't be upset, Your Highness. Don't we have other plans? First, we can secretly disrupt the possibility of Miss Jiang II climbing into the bed of another prince. Isn't she under our control? When the time comes, she will have to crawl at Your Highness' feet and ask for Your Highness' mercy."

When Zhao Zheyong heard this, he licked his lips with satisfaction and touched his chin. He seemed to think of the scene of Jiang Wanwan asking for sex, and excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Miss, the third prince is no longer visible." Lan'er secretly turned around and saw that there was no one behind her, so she reminded Jiang Wanwan.

Jiang Wanwan immediately opened the hairpin in Lan'er's hand, her eyes revealing her undisguised love for the hairpin.

She carefully stroked the phoenix pattern on the hairpin and murmured, "I told you I had a chance."

These days, she asked her mother to inquire about the whereabouts of the princes, and then pretended to meet the crown prince and the eldest prince by chance.

As a result, when the princes first saw her, admiration was revealed in their eyes, and they were obviously very interested in her appearance.

But when he heard that she was the daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo, he immediately lost interest in her and repeatedly avoided her.

In order to avoid suspicion, those people even did not attend her coming-of-age ceremony today.

Jiang Wanwan couldn't understand why this happened.

For several days, she was so discouraged that she almost gave up.

Fortunately, today, she met Zhao Zheyong, a prince who took the initiative to approach her.

She deliberately did not look for the third prince Zhao Zheyong before because Zhao Zheyong's mother's family was not prominent.

His mother was just a palace maid favored by the drunken Emperor Zhao Changta. After being favored once, she was thrown into the harem and was never treated again. She had no status or position at all.

As a result, Zhao Zheyong was not valued by Emperor Zhao Changta.

"Girl, didn't you despise the Third Prince's lowly status in the beginning? Why today... it seems as if you gave him a chance?" Lan'er looked at Jiang Wanwan, whose eyes were shining, with confusion in her tone.

Jiang Wanwan immediately refuted her and raised her eyebrows proudly, "Who said I have already decided on him?"

"Since he's interested in me, I'll just deal with him perfunctorily. It's just one more person to deal with."

"If another prince has the foresight to marry me, I will kick him out; if another prince is blind, I will marry him. What's wrong with his low status? My Zhenguo Mansion can still support him!"

Jiang Wanwan's little plan in her mind was clear.

Jiang Wanwan was very confident in her identity as the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo, and felt that with the strength of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, it would be a very easy matter to support a prince to ascend to the throne.

She completely underestimated the strength of the Crown Prince and the Eldest Prince.

"So what if Jiang Yunxi is a princess? When I become a princess, I will still step on her head! Make her kowtow to me and admit her mistakes!"

Jiang Wanwan felt relieved just thinking about it!

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"Princess, Princess, Master Mu." Zhao Changyu's voice sounded deep.

Hearing Zhao Changyu's voice, Zhao Ya instantly felt a chill down her spine. She subconsciously stood up and saluted Zhao Changyu, "Ya'er greets the Emperor's uncle."

Mu Kang, who had the lowest status, also stood up and saluted Zhao Changyu, "Greetings, Your Highness."

On the other hand, Jiang Yunxi was the calmest among the three. She sat there and greeted him without any hesitation, "Uncle, sit down!"

Zhao Changyu sat between Jiang Yunxi and Mu Kang.

Zhao Ya and Zhao Yu sat face to face, and she always felt a chilly aura coming from the opposite side, suppressing her so much that she dared not move at all, and was so scared that she could only lower her head.

After a while, Zhao Ya could no longer sit still opposite Zhao Yu, so she stood up and said, "Yun Xi, I'm going to go play with the ladies for a while. You're weak, so you can rest here."

Zhao Ya bowed to Zhao Changyu and left.

Zhao Changyu nodded indifferently.

Mu Kang and Jiang Yunxi stood up and saluted Zhao Ya.

Feng Gou handed Zhen Zhen a black cloak with a scarlet-gold crane pattern and motioned for Zhen Zhen to put it on Jiang Yunxi.

Zhen Zhen draped the scarf on Jiang Yunxi's shoulders, and Jiang Yunxi suddenly felt like a big stone was pressing on his shoulders, so he frowned, "My body is much better than before, it's okay to get some fresh air."

Zhao Changyu said nothing.

Jiang Yunxi had no choice but to put it on obediently.

Mu Kang handed Zhao Changyu a cup of tea and half-jokingly said, "The princess seems to be frightened."

Jiang Yunxi subconsciously looked at Zhao Changyu and explained for Zhao Ya, "I just saw the new champion coming. Maybe the princess couldn't sit still here and wanted to go out and play, so she left."

She didn't want Zhao Changyu, the future emperor, to bear a grudge against Zhao Ya.

After all, Zhao Ya is just a princess, not a prince or anything, and cannot threaten Zhao Changyu's throne.

After Zhao Changyu ascends the throne, he will most likely ignore her.

The premise is that Zhao Ya does not provoke Zhao Changyu.

She didn't dare to offend Zhao Changyu, nor did she dare to let Mu Kang offend Zhao Changyu, the future emperor. She immediately glared at Mu Kang and directed the focus of the conflict to Mu Kang. "I heard that Wanwan rejected your marriage proposal. You still came here eagerly, which makes it seem like you love Wanwan deeply. Why, you still don't want to let go?"

Jiang Yunxi raised her eyebrows towards Mu Kang as if in protest.

Mu Kang scooped himself another cup of tea, his face calm, not moved at all, and he didn't feel embarrassed by Jiang Yunxi, "I deserved the honor of being seated at the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion anyway."

The implication was that he was only giving face to the Duke of Zhenguo, not to Jiang Wanwan.

In Jiang Yunxi's mind, there is not much difference between the two.

"If the people who came here today weren't all friendly with the Jiang family, why would my place be so deserted?"