After the marriage, the abstinent prince turned me on

Xie Mishuang took the jade pendant, it felt warm and smooth to the touch, and he knew at first glance that it was a priceless treasure.

Xie Mishuang expressed his gratitude again.

Xie Chuxue looked at all this and felt it was extremely dazzling!

After receiving the order, Xie Mishuang was about to return to his own courtyard, but was stopped by Xie Chuxue.

"Sister, I have something to tell you." Xie Chuxue's tone was cold and her eyes were as sharp as a knife.

Xie Mishuang smiled faintly, "Qinghe, take Aunt Xin back to the Winter Warmth Pavilion to rest first. I want to talk to my sister for a few words."

"Yes, Miss." Qing He and Xin Yan retreated tactfully.

Xie Mishuang looked at Xie Chuxue, "Tell me, what do you want to say?"

Xie Chuxue took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in her heart, "You threw away that handkerchief on purpose, right?"

Xie Mishuang pretended to be confused: "What are you talking about? Didn't I say it was an accident?"

"Stop pretending!" Xie Chuxue said angrily, "Do you really not know the origin of that handkerchief?" Xie Chuxue asked.

"Didn't you embroider this yourself, my sister?" Xie Mishuang asked in surprise, as if she really didn't understand why Xie Chuxue asked this.

Xie Chuxue was speechless for a moment. Was she overthinking?

Xie Chuxue suppressed the doubts in her heart and stared at Xie Mishuang closely, trying to find a flaw on her face.

Xie Mishuang chuckled softly, reached out to take off the peony hairpin on her head, and said with regret, "I really didn't drop the handkerchief on purpose. This peony hairpin is my apology. I hope you like it."

Xie Mishuang handed the peony hairpin to Xie Chuxue, with that impeccable smile still on her lips.

Xie Chuxue's doubts gradually dissipated.

If this bitch was reborn, she would definitely know that the prince would not live long. How could she willingly agree to this marriage? It seems that I was worrying too much.

"It's getting late, sister, you should go to bed early." Xie Mishuang said, turned and left.

Xie Chuxue looked at Xie Mishuang's departing back, a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

She was unwilling to accept this bitch stepping on her head, even if it was only temporarily!

She must know why the queen is so nice to this bitch!

In the Winter Warmth Pavilion, Xie Mishuang looked at the rare treasures all over the yard, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In her previous life, the wealth and glory that she had to work hard to obtain is now within her reach.

"Miss, you are so blessed in your previous life. You even won the Empress. Your life will get better and better in the future. The spirit of your lady in heaven will definitely be very pleased." Qing He looked at her young lady's smiling face and felt very happy in her heart.

The smile on Xie Mishuang's face gradually faded, replaced by an indelible sadness.

Mother...

Ever since her mother passed away, she has kept herself hidden, fearing that Shen's mother and daughter would secretly kill her.

She had long known that it was Shen who was behind her mother's death!

In the previous life, I also sent her to prison as a revenge for my mother.

But she is not in a hurry now. She wants to see Shen's daughter being trampled into the mud by her with her own eyes. That would be the best punishment for her!

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At night, Xie Mishuang lay on the bed, slowly closed her eyes, and had a beautiful dream.

In her dream, she returned to Fengshui Town and lived a carefree life with her mother and good friends.

……

Then, he suddenly heard Qinghe and Xinyan's anxious shouts, and Xie Mishuang opened his eyes suddenly.

"Miss! Miss! Wake up!"

"What's wrong?" She looked at the two people in front of her in confusion.

"Miss, the Crown Prince is here, and the master is calling you to come over quickly!" Qinghe said hurriedly.

Your Royal Highness?

Why is he here at this time?

Xie Mishuang was confused, but still stood up quickly.

"Hurry, hurry up and help the young lady wash up!" Xin Yan urged from the side.

Qing He and Xin Yan hurriedly helped Xie Mishuang up to wash and brush her teeth, then sat her in front of the dressing mirror and began to dress her up.

"The Crown Princess has delicate skin, fair and rosy. She looks beautiful even without makeup. She just needs to get a hairstyle quickly." Xin Yan said as she searched for something among a pile of hairpins.

"Huh? That's strange. Where is the peony hairpin that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince gave you yesterday?" Xin Yan asked puzzledly.

"Well..." Xie Mishuang said casually, "I gave it to Xie Chuxue."

"What?!" Xin Yan exclaimed, "Miss, that's a peony hairpin made by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince himself. It's one of a kind in the world!"

"The prince...made it himself?" Xie Mishuang widened his eyes in disbelief.

Xin Yan nodded and explained, "Originally, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't have this hobby, but he started learning to make this hairpin half a month ago, presumably for his future Crown Princess to wear."

Xie Mishuang was stunned.

"Where is Xie Chuxue now?" Xie Mishuang's heart tightened and he asked hurriedly.

"Miss, I believe we have reached the main hall." Qinghe said as he quickened his movements.

Xie Mi's eyelids twitched, and her intuition told her that nothing good would happen today.

In the main hall, Ouyang Jing was wearing a dark black robe. He looked extremely noble, but at this moment he exuded an extremely cold aura.

Xie Wenyao couldn't help but shiver when he saw the cold prince, with beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead.

Shen, Xie Chuxue and others were so frightened that they dared not breathe. They stood by trembling, completely unaware of what was going on.

This was the second time Xie Chuxue had seen her husband from her previous life since her rebirth.

The Ouyang Jing in front of her was still as handsome and noble as ever, which made her heart beat wildly.

If she hadn't known that the prince would die unexpectedly, she would never have given such a perfect man to that bitch Xie Mishuang!

Xie Chuxue suppressed the surging emotions in her heart and said shyly, "Your Highness the Crown Prince is here to see me?"

Ouyang Jing didn't say anything, but just stared at the peony hairpin on Xie Chuxue's head, with a hint of scarlet in his eyes.

Xie Chuxue thought the prince was looking at her, and a shy blush appeared on her face. She continued, "I'm afraid I'm not feeling well today. If Your Highness doesn't mind, I, as your younger sister, can pass on a message for you. If Your Highness has anything you want to say, please feel free to tell me."

Ouyang Jing said nothing, exuding a cold aura, and walked up to Xie Chuxue with big strides.

Xie Chuxue's heart was so nervous that it almost jumped out of her throat. A blush appeared on her cheeks. She waited for the prince's reaction with great anticipation.

Ouyang Jing suddenly made a move and with his bony fingers he took off the peony hairpin on Xie Chuxue's head.

"Ah!" Xie Chuxue screamed and subconsciously reached out to stop it, but it was too late.

Ouyang Jing glanced at her coldly, his eyes full of disgust and disdain.

At this moment, Xie Mishuang, Qinghe and others hurried to the main hall.