The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

Jiang Yingcheng's performance was too easy to understand, but Jiang Xingran was still completely confused.

He could vaguely sense why these dolls appeared on this rag bag. He just couldn't understand the reason for Jiang Yingcheng's recent abnormal behavior.

She was carefully trying to please herself.

And when she did these things, her eyes were clear and sincere, which made people feel that it was a terrible thing to doubt her purpose of doing so.

But every time he wanted to believe her, scenes from the past would always appear before his eyes.

Jiang Xingran paused for only a moment, then walked back to his seat naturally.

He wanted to take down the row of dolls and return them to Jiang Yingcheng, but just as he reached out to touch the backpack, a small, warm hand reached out from the side and squeezed his wrist weakly.

“Seventh Brother, hurry up and clean up!” Seeing that Jiang Xingran wanted to take down the row of dolls, Jiang Yingcheng hurriedly stepped forward to interrupt and changed the subject, “Chengcheng and Aunt Yunmeng agreed yesterday that they would have lunch together in Xingshuang Palace. They should be waiting for us now!”

They have another class in the afternoon.

The lunch break is very long, and there is a warm room next to the school for them to rest. If they don’t want to go back to their respective palaces, they can go in and take a rest after lunch.

But Jiang Yingcheng was thinking about creating more opportunities for her mother and Lin Jinshu to interact with each other, so she decided to go back to Xingshuang Palace for dinner.

Jiang Xingran originally wanted to take a short rest in the warm room before going directly to the afternoon class, but when Jiang Yingcheng brought up his mother, he had no choice but to pack his backpack hastily, slung it over his shoulder, and followed Jiang Yingcheng out.

The matter of the puppet was thus digressed.

The whole row of dolls wrapped around him swayed with his footsteps, making Jiang Xingran, with a cold face, look somewhat childishly cute.

The four of them squeezed into the two sedan chairs that Eunuch Changshun had arranged for them and headed towards the Xingshuang Palace.

Just now at the school gate, Jiang Yingcheng took Lin Jinshu, whose legs were numb from standing, to sit in one of the chairs. Just as Jiang Xingran was about to bend down and walk in, a short figure suddenly jumped out from behind and rushed in at an extremely fast speed.

Jiang Xingran was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and opened the curtain.

Jiang Qiuyu huddled in a corner of the sedan chair, saying pitifully, "You, you all left, leaving only me and my fifth and sixth brothers together..."

Jiang Xingran was stunned and finally remembered what he had just forgotten.

Jiang Qiuyu had lied for them before, and if he was left there alone, he might indeed be targeted by those two people.

A rare look of regret appeared on Jiang Xingran's face.

But this trip was to Xingshuang Palace where Jiang Yingcheng's mother was, so he turned back and wanted to ask Jiang Yingcheng's opinion first.

Jiang Yingcheng had heard the noise and came out, holding a doll pendant that he had taken out from somewhere. He walked past Jiang Xingran and stuffed it into Jiang Qiuyu's hand.

"Here you go," Jiang Yingcheng glanced at Jiang Xingran with a hint of meaning, "Take my doll, and we'll be good siblings!"

Good brothers and sisters should naturally eat together!

Jiang Xingran: “…”

He said nothing and walked in.

The location of the Xingshuang Palace is very good, and it is very close to all the places Jiang Yingcheng needs to go. After a while, they felt the sedan chair being put on the ground, and then someone outside took the lead and lifted the curtain.

The sedans were one red and one blue.

Fang Siwan went straight to the red sedan without thinking, and sure enough, she saw the two cubs she had been thinking about inside.

Jiang Yingcheng ran down excitedly, hugged Fang Siwan's thigh, then turned to Lin Jinshu, waving his hands and saying, "Brother, come quickly!"

【Hug together! 】

Lin Jinshu's dark eyes only glanced at this heartwarming scene, then turned away indifferently.

That's his mother.

But he needs someone to invite him to hug him.

Then he would rather not have such a relationship!

Fang Siwan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she flicked Jiang Yingcheng's forehead with her finger.

"Okay, stop messing with my brother."

Although Jinshu called her mother yesterday, she could see the hatred in her eyes, as if she had been brainwashed by Fang Yiwan.

Every time she thought of this, Fang Siwan felt as if her heart was blocked by a huge rock, and she almost couldn't breathe.

But fortunately, she now has the opportunity to make amends.

Fang Siwan put on a gentle smile on her face and reached out to lead Lin Jinshu out: "Lunch is ready, just waiting for you to come back."

Cheng Yunmeng also took the two little princes down from the sedan chair. The two adults, each holding a small bean bun, walked in slowly.

At the dinner table, Jiang Yingcheng and Jiang Qiuyu ate voraciously.

At first, they had the same dining etiquette as Jiang Xingran and Lin Jinshu, and were children of the royal family. But they didn't know when they started to make eye contact, and then they started to compete with each other as if they were competing to see who ate more.

Jiang Yingcheng couldn't eat anymore halfway through.

[Damn it! How can a starling eat so much?!] Jiang Yingcheng put down his special silver chopsticks and burped in anger while expressing his feelings of defeat to 007.

Jiang Qiuyu's rapid chewing movements froze for a moment.

He saw Jiang Yingcheng stop stuffing food into his mouth, thinking that he had finally won the game, and was looking at the other side with a proud look on his face, but then -

He suddenly began to doubt himself.

Is he still asleep?

Why else would Jiang Yingcheng's voice still penetrate his mind even though she didn't open her mouth?

Jiang Qiuyu was completely stunned.

Jiang Yingcheng didn't notice the dazed expression on the other person's face, which seemed to indicate that he had begun to doubt his life, and she continued to chat with 007 about her after-dinner gossip.

[Hey, why is my starling so miserable! ]

Jiang Qiuyu looked up blankly.

Why is he so miserable?!

He clearly won the eating competition just now!

[Si Ge is not happy about the fact that Father placed him in the Concubine Yan Palace, so he is going to vent all his anger on Ba Ge? ]

[Hiss... This method is even more extreme than the one he used against Brother Seven! ]

Jiang Qiuyu shuddered violently.

The entire harem had heard about how Jiang Huaian dealt with Jiang Xingran. He felt sympathetic at the time, thinking that although they were also targeted by his fourth brother, his treatment was much better than that of his seventh brother.

Is it my turn now?

Will he also be tortured even more severely by his fourth brother?

Besides, this is what Xiao Shiyi is thinking, right? Why can he hear her thoughts? !

Is he sick?!

[Well, it’s fine that Fourth Brother made things difficult for Eighth Brother, but it’s also fine that he pushed him into the pond and didn’t allow anyone to rescue him…]

[How could he, how could he give him such poison, making him endure the pain of thousands of arrows piercing his heart every day! ]

[It's a pity that he only lived to his thirties, and he had to endure such pain every day! ]

[Oh my god, what is Fourth Brother doing? Hiding a needle in Eighth Brother’s quilt? ? ! How am I going to sleep tonight! ]

[No, I have to save my starling! ]

After Jiang Yingcheng finished talking to 007 in her mind, she began to think about how to implement her plan to rescue the starling. However, before she could come up with any effective method, she heard the crisp sound of dishes and chopsticks falling to the ground from the opposite side.

Jiang Qiuyu suddenly jumped off the chair, and the soup that spilled on the ground got on the shoes he had just worn for two days.

But he didn't notice anything. He just looked at Jiang Yingcheng with trembling body, and then burst into tears.

How come he can only live to his thirties? !

Fortune tellers say that he can live to be a hundred years old!

Jiang Qiuyu took one last look at the frightened faces in the room and ran out crying.

He had to go back now to see if there was really a needle in his quilt!