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

"Girl, what should we do with this box?"

When Meng Tingyue returned to the room after taking a bath, she saw Qingdian standing in the room holding a small box.

She glanced at it casually and said, "If it's something valuable, keep it and exchange it for silver."

Qingdian opened it and took a look, "Miss, it's a jade pendant."

Jade?

There was a hint of sarcasm in Meng Tingyue's eyes.

"Miss, why did the Fifth Prince give you a jade pendant?" Qing Dian also noticed something was wrong.

Meng Tingyue picked up the jade pendant through the handkerchief and looked at it carefully.

White Jade Lotus Pendant...

She had also received this jade pendant in her previous life, but not at this time. It was after their wedding. She was always worried that this matter would cause His Majesty to become furious and implicate the Meng family.

Perhaps because she was showing her emotions, the Fifth Prince gave her the jade pendant and said that it was a relic of her biological mother and was left to his future princess.

Haha, it was just an ordinary jade pendant, but she took it seriously at the time.

Thinking about it now, it was really ridiculous. The Fifth Prince was just trying to make the best of a bad situation. I just don't know how he, who loved Meng Qingjiao so much, could bear not to exchange her for him. What was he planning? The monthly income from her shop?

She didn't believe that the Fifth Prince didn't understand the meaning of giving the jade pendant, but he still gave it to her as a prize, with bad intentions.

She threw the jade pendant back into the box. "It's in good condition and can be sold for a lot of money."

Qingdian was stunned for a moment, "Yes."

"Bring us the new herbs we bought today."

No matter what the Fifth Prince was up to, she had to prepare her own medicine first.

Just wait for the wedding day as a backup.

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April was a perfect spring day with pleasant weather. The sunlight gently fell on the delicate paper window frames. Through the fine window panes, mottled light and shadows fell on the girl's fair face.

Meng Tingyue was sitting by the window, carefully picking out the dried peach petals from the peach blossom sachet one by one and putting all the prepared medicine into it.

After doing all this, she picked up a silver needle with silk thread and sewed the gap in the sachet stitch by stitch.

"Girl, let me do it." Qinglan stepped forward to help.

Meng Tingyue dodged sideways and said, "Don't touch this thing, I'll do it myself."

Meng Tingyue quickly sewed the sachet in her hand and hid it in a small lacquered gold box to completely isolate the smell.

If you smell this smell for a long time, it will cause certain damage to the body of both women and men, and will eventually lead to infertility.

She didn't care after hearing it for a long time. After all, the prince was short-lived, so it didn't matter whether he had children or not. Qinglan and Qingdian were different. She had to find a good husband for Qinglan and Qingdian and not harm them.

After washing off the smell of medicine on her hands, Meng Tingyue sat down to read the medical book, and Qingdian led the maid into the house.

She looked in the direction of the voice and a hint of crimson entered her sight.

The maid behind Qingdian placed the wedding dress on the table.

Qing Dian said, "Miss, the wedding dress has been delivered."

Qingdian's eyes were shining faintly. As the girl's closest maid, having grown up with her since childhood, she naturally hoped that the girl could have a good home.

She had seen this wedding dress and it suited the girl very well. She would look very beautiful in it.

Meng Tingyue has lived two lives, and her mentality is different from those ignorant and pure girls. Regarding this marriage, she is full of anger and calculation.

Then, she was stunned and felt it was a bit ironic. She had been married twice, but she didn't have the joy and anxiety of a woman about to get married.

Maybe this is her fate.

Qinglan and Qingdian saw that she was in a bad mood and thought that she was sad because of the scene. After all, wedding dresses were embroidered by women themselves.

A wedding dress was embroidered from childhood to before her wedding. Because Meng Tingyue lost her mother early and was weak, Mrs. Meng did not let her embroider. After she learned needlework, it was too late to embroider a wedding dress, so she could only ask the embroiderer in the shop to make one for her.

She must have felt regretful for not being able to wear the wedding dress she embroidered herself. Qingdian left with the wedding dress, and Qinglan bravely sat next to Meng Tingyue, trying every way to make Meng Tingyue laugh.

Meng Tingyue knew their concerns and was amused by her.

While taking medicine for lunch, Nanny Qin came into the room smiling.

"Miss, good news. Someone just sent a message saying that the eldest son and the third daughter are here. They are said to be arriving this afternoon."

Nanny Qin was really happy, and the wrinkles on her face deepened with smile.

When she heard the happy news, the smile on Meng Tingyue's face became much more genuine.

"Qinglan, ask the kitchen to prepare two more spicy dishes and some sweet dishes tonight."

"It's a girl."

Hearing this, tears welled up in Nanny Qin's eyes. "Young lady, you still remember the tastes of the eldest young master and the third young lady."

Meng Tingyue's taste is actually sweet, but the people in the Meng family have light tastes so she can only follow their taste.

"My mother mentioned it to me before she passed away, and I took it to heart at that time."

In her previous life, although she was happy that they came, she felt uncomfortable because of Jiang Qingrou's instigation and was unwilling to show that she cared.

She will prepare well in this life and make her uncle and aunt happy here.

……

Xiao Wuyou and Xiao Huaifeng entered the city together in a valuable carriage adorned with jewels and gems, attracting the attention of many people along the way.

"Little sister, won't we be too conspicuous like this?" Xiao Huaifeng looked helpless.

Xiao Wuyou sat carefree in the carriage, "This is the only way to show our nobility and not be looked down upon by those scum of the Meng family. Brother, you see, the effect is obvious, isn't it?"

Xiao Huaifeng curled the corners of his lips, not knowing how to answer. He just half-covered his face, blocking the view of the people who were trying to see the faces of the people in the car through the curtain.

He didn't know whether it was effective or not. He only knew that they were not robbed along the way because the escort agency they hired was reliable. Also, not long ago, the prince led his men to wipe out the bandits around the capital.

Otherwise, if they were so arrogant, they would definitely be robbed.

"Brother, we're here." As soon as the words fell, the carriage slowly slowed down, and the casualness on Xiao Wuyou's face disappeared, replaced by coldness.

"Master, Miss, we're here." The attendant outside spoke.

Xiao Wuyou and Xiao Huaifeng got off the carriage one after another.

As soon as he got off the carriage, Xiao Huaifeng heard the people around him sigh, "How shabby."

These words reached the ears of the guards at the door, and naturally also reached the ears of Meng Tingyue and others who had hurried over with their men.

"Uncle, aunt." Meng Tingyue happily walked over to them, lifting her skirt.

Xiao Wuyou glanced at Meng Tingyue indifferently, frowned slightly, and looked away impatiently.

Xiao Huaifeng's attitude was more humble, and his temperament was gentle. He had none of the arrogance and greed of a merchant, and instead looked more like a scholar.

"I haven't seen you for so many years. Tingyue has grown into a big girl."

Meng Tingyue's eyebrows softened. "I miss my grandparents, uncle, and aunt too. If I wasn't in poor health, I would definitely go back every year to visit my grandparents."

This was the true words, and she didn't know whether Xiao Huaifeng believed it or not.

"Go in first."