After rebirth, I remarried the domineering 9000-year-old

Xiao Tao was stunned: "Miss, aren't you going back to the palace now?"

After saying that, he looked around again and asked, "Where's the prince?"

Chun Xing explained, "The prince had something to do and went back home first."

Then he glanced at the young lady and whispered, "Young lady, didn't you say before that you wanted to stay in the mansion for one more night?"

Shen Nanxing shook his head: "No, let's go back to the palace today!"

Since my scumbag dad can't marry a wife, what about my mother...

Forget it, why not go back to Prince Jing's Mansion as soon as possible? Even if I can't get the divorce letter, I should find a way to get the divorce letter as soon as possible.

After a pause, she continued, "Chun Xing, you and Xiao Tao go back to the palace first. I will go back later by myself."

After giving his instructions, he left alone.

She originally wanted to go directly to Li Wang Mansion, but after thinking about it, she turned a corner and went to Chang'an Avenue.

She ate Zuixinzhai's cakes and drank Zuixinzhai's sweet wine yesterday.

The taste was just as I remembered, delicious.

Fu Jiuli also loves these two things.

I wanted to go see him yesterday, but I drank too much and fell asleep, so I got delayed. Since I'm going to see him today, I'll bring him some. He'll definitely be happy!

It was also a way of thanking him for helping her a lot.

Shen Nanxing went to Zuixinzhai happily.

It was noon at this time, and there were not many people in Zuixinzhai, so there was no need to queue.

She called out expertly, "Boss, please pack me a box of pastries, two of each."

"And a pot of sweet wine! I'll take it with me."

"Boss, bring me another pot of sweet wine."

A drunken woman's voice came from the stairs.

Shen Nanxing looked over subconsciously and met the woman's gaze.

The woman seemed to be drunk, leaning crookedly on the stair railing, even her hair bun was crooked.

Why does this woman seem familiar?

Just as she was wondering if she had seen her somewhere before, she saw the woman's eyes suddenly light up and she ran towards her.

"Brother Beiyue!"

The woman rushed over excitedly.

Shen Nanxing subconsciously wanted to avoid her, but when he heard her say "Brother Beiyue", he couldn't move and was hugged by the woman.

"Brother Beiyue, I had a dream, woo woo, I dreamed that you turned into a woman, woo woo..."

Shen Nanxing: ???

"Woo woo, luckily it was just a dream. What would I do if you turned into a woman?"

The woman's eyes were blurred with tears and she reached out to touch Shen Nanxing's face.

Shen Nanxing was so frightened that he quickly pushed her away: "Girl, please respect yourself!"

At this moment, a young man trotted over from the side, pulled the woman over, and scolded her, "Shuang'er, stop messing around! This is Prince Jing's Consort."

After saying this, he nodded to Shen Nanxing with an apologetic look: "Greetings, Princess Jing. My surname is Hu, and my given name is Lin. This is my younger sister, Hu Shuang'er. I was drunk and offended Princess. Please forgive me, Princess!"

Shen Nanxing also nodded: "It's okay, Mr. Hu, don't worry about it."

The moment she lowered her head, her eyes were filled with tears.

She remembered where she had seen her.

Every time she came back from a victory, when she passed by Chang'an Avenue, she would be greeted by the people of the capital city. The people would enthusiastically call her "General Beiyue", and this woman's voice was the loudest among them.

This made her look at her every time, and when their eyes met, she could be seen jumping with excitement.

Every time, many women would throw flowers, purses and other objects to her along the street, but this woman was the most accurate in throwing, and their objects always landed right in her arms.

She had twelve purses in her house that were given to her by the woman. On the lower right corner of each purse was embroidered the word "Frost" with red silk thread. It was extremely conspicuous and even covered up the original pattern of the purse.

During the years she pretended to be her brother, she had only returned to the court victoriously twelve times...

The hundreds of purses she had embroidered for Prince Jing were basically all based on the styles of these twelve purses.

After all, apart from the conspicuous word "Frost", the patterns and workmanship of these twelve purses are all excellent.

Such a bright and beautiful woman should have lived a happy and carefree life, but in order to save herself, she ended up...