Reborn to marry, the short-lived prince lived a hundred years

Qiao Tingfeng deliberately lowered his voice to ensure that only the two of them could hear what he said.

Meng Tingyue, however, didn't believe this and said disapprovingly, "Your Highness the Crown Prince has been at the border these past few years, surrounded by dust and sand, surrounded by iron horses and swords. How could he have the leisure time to care about his children's private affairs?"

Qiao Tingfeng unconsciously touched the tip of his nose, a slightly flattering smile curling up the corner of his mouth. "It's about the same, but Miss Meng is indeed unique to the Crown Prince."

Meng Tingyue smiled politely and distantly, "Master Qiao, thank you for your kindness. If I can help you, I will certainly do it. However, whether the prince is willing to listen to me is not something I can guarantee."

"It's okay, it's okay. Miss Meng, just do your best. No matter whether you succeed or not, if you need any help in the future, just let me know." Qiao Tingfeng patted his chest and said proudly.

Meng Tingyue smiled slightly, with a faint light flashing in her eyes.

Having achieved his goal, Qiao Tingfeng simply switched places with his cousin.

"Sister, go talk to Miss Meng. Don't you like the dress that Miss Meng II is wearing? That embroidery shop was left by Miss Meng's biological mother. You can directly ask Miss Meng to order it. Then you can wear it in front of your sisters. How glorious it will be."

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the originally quiet and elegant little girl immediately lit up, and her voice was soft and tender, but loud, "Is that embroidery shop owned by Sister Meng's mother?"

Several of the noble ladies surrounding Meng Qingjiao heard the voice and their eyes were drawn to it.

Meng Tingyue noticed it, her eyes turned, and she pulled Chen Luo to talk to him warmly.

"This is the shop my biological mother left me."

"So, the clothes worn by the second daughter of the Meng family were made in your aunt's shop?"

"That piece is a new item that will be in stock soon. My second sister saw it in my room and thought it was beautiful, so she bought it."

In a few words, the noble ladies surrounding Meng Qingjiao all gathered around Meng Tingyue, leaving only a few by Meng Qingjiao.

Meng Qingjiao watched as the number of people around her decreased, and as each one of them came closer to Meng Tingyue, she felt so angry that she wanted to tear her handkerchief.

The two people who stayed behind had jealousy in their eyes.

"Humph, it's her mother's shop, not hers. Besides, isn't her mother also Sister Jiaojiao's mother? Sister Jiaojiao didn't say anything, so why is she showing off over there?"

"Exactly. Today's protagonist is the Fifth Prince, and the Crown Prince isn't here. What is she so proud of? I really don't know how a daughter of a fourth-rank official could become the Crown Princess. She's not worthy of it."

Meng Qingjiao did not look happy that someone shared the same hatred with her.

Several girls were sitting on the right side of the room, whispering to each other.

The fifth prince and his friends went to the left side of the house to chat and laugh.

Chen Luo pulled Meng Tingyue and asked, "Buy? Madam Meng only gave the clothes to Sister Meng, not to Second Miss Meng?"

Meng Tingyue explained, "My biological mother passed away early. The current Madam Meng is my father's second wife. My second sister came with Madam Meng. She and I are not born of the same mother."

This matter is not a secret, but the people on the field are all little girls and don’t know about it.

In just a few words, the matter was made clear, and it also invisibly slapped some people in the face.

Meng Tingyue likes Chen Luo very much now. This girl is much more interesting than she imagined.

Chen Luo was a girl from a branch of Princess Jingbei's mother's family. She was not favored at home and was later adopted by Princess Jingbei.

To be treated as a younger sister by Prince Qiao, she must have some abilities.

In just a short while, Meng Qingjiao's identity as a legitimate daughter, which she had disguised for a long time, was torn apart, and she was helped to integrate into the circle of noble ladies.

Noble ladies are all proud and disdain to talk to people of lower status than themselves. Meng Qingjiao was only able to fit in with the help of the favor of the fifth prince.

Ever since Meng Tingyue became the Crown Princess for no reason five years ago, she has never appeared in the circle of noble ladies. The noble ladies are curious about Meng Tingyue, curious about her, and even jealous and malicious.

If Meng Tingyue took the initiative to talk to them, after they returned, they might make up stories behind her back about Meng Tingyue, the Crown Princess, coming from a humble family, and bring shame to the Crown Prince.

The appearance of Chen Luo cleverly resolved Meng Tingyue's current predicament.

When the noble ladies got closer, they realized that the dress Meng Tingyue was wearing today was also very beautiful in style, and her makeup was very flattering to her. They immediately praised her from head to toe.

Where there is joy, there are also worries.

When the noble lady was chatting happily with Meng Tingyue, Chen Luo returned to his original calm self and sat quietly on the side listening.

The Fifth Prince was always paying attention to the situation here. Seeing that there were only two people chatting with Meng Qingjiao, while there were six people beside Meng Tingyue, his eyes became heavy and he looked at Meng Tingyue with more and more displeasure.

The Fifth Prince put down the cup in his hand and said in a clear voice, "It's a bit boring staying in the house, let's go out for a walk."

"The Fifth Prince has spoken, so let's go down and take a look." The others all agreed.

The fifth prince took the initiative to walk in front of Meng Qingjiao, a gentle smile on his handsome face. He extended his hand to Meng Qingjiao and said, "Jiaojiao, would you like to go shopping with me?"

As soon as these words came out, the young masters from the noble families behind him all burst into laughter.

Meng Qingjiao's cheeks flushed, and she put her hand on him, "Of course I am willing."

When she turned around, Meng Qingjiao looked at Meng Tingyue with great pride, but the latter didn't even look at her.

Meng Tingyue was in a very good mood. With the help of these noble ladies, the new goods in the shop would soon be sold out, and pearl gauze would become a hot item in the upper circles.

Because they had just spent time together, Meng Tingyue and the noble lady became more familiar with each other, and they went down together.

When Prince Qiao suggested playing something, someone suggested reciting poetry and playing chess.

Prince Qiao smiled cynically, "I won't participate in poetry reciting and chess playing. I'm a terrible chess player and I know nothing about poetry and songs. The girls can still compete, but who among us half-baked people can compare to the Fifth Prince?"

The Fifth Prince coughed lightly against his lips, a smile on his face. "I'm only a novice. There are many people who are better than me."

The prime minister's son said loudly, "Let's play something else. Elegant things can be done at any banquet. Let's play something interesting. Why not play pot-tossing? The girls will form one team, and we will form another."

No one refused, so the game of tossing pots was decided.

The venue was cleared quickly.

Prince Qiao looked at the two people talking and making love not far away, "The Fifth Prince and Miss Meng Er, come and play together."

The Prime Minister's son put his hand on Prince Qiao and said, "That won't do. If the Fifth Prince comes, we won't have any fun."

The fifth prince raised his lips and chuckled, "I won't join in the fun. You guys play, and I'll pay the prize."

"The Fifth Prince is generous, so we have to be serious." Prince Qiao rolled up his sleeves, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked very proud.

The fifth prince glanced at Meng Qingjiao and asked, "Jiaojiao, do you want to play?"

Meng Qingjiao smiled unnaturally, "I just..."

"I heard that Miss Meng Er is very good at pitching pots and even won the championship. The Fifth Prince doesn't play, but Miss Meng Er is his lover. You two should at least have a representative."

As soon as Prince Qiao finished speaking, some of the noble ladies echoed him.

"Yes, let's bring Miss Meng Er along. It just so happens that Miss Meng Da is here today. Miss Meng Er is so amazing, so Miss Meng Da must be no less powerful. The two of them can have a competition."

The noble lady who was speaking happened to be the one who had just been with Meng Qingjiao.

The noble lady smiled triumphantly, with the provocation in her eyes evident. Meng Tingyue saw through her plan at a glance.

She had played pitching pots when she was a child, but she hadn't played it since she got sick. She didn't know if she could still throw the ball into the pot.

She didn't care whether she participated or not, but Meng Qingjiao's clothes were not suitable for playing pot tossing.

While thinking, Meng Tingyue's eyes swept across Meng Qingjiao's stiff back.

She didn't expect that Meng Qingjiao would even wear ill-fitting clothes in order to attract attention. If she was not careful and the clothes broke, she would be the one to be embarrassed.

These people chatted briefly and did not give Meng Qingjiao a chance to refuse.

Even the Fifth Prince held her hand and said in a clear voice, "Just play around."

Meng Qingjiao took a deep breath, not daring to let go at all, her smile a little stiff, "...Okay."

She held the arrow handed to her by the maid in her hand, wondering how she could hit the target without making a fool of herself in public.

She slowly raised her hand, her movements somewhat stiff, the arrow and her eyes aimed at the quiver. Feeling the flesh around her waist collapse into the fabric, she didn't dare to move for a moment.