The pampered heiress holds the script and leads her cannon fodder family to a counterattack.

Chapter 218 I really want to bully him!

"Congratulations, little sister!" Qin Xiaoyan was the first to speak after Eunuch Luo left.

He was genuinely happy for Qin Wanying, looking as if he shared in her glory.

"I never imagined that our Marquis of Dingbei's mansion would produce a princess! Does that mean we're now related to the imperial family?" Qin Wanyue said with a smile.

“Yes, yes, then I’m the princess’s brother!” Qin Xiaoyan continued.

"Then wouldn't I be the princess's sister-in-law?" Wu Hanxiang smiled broadly. In the past few days, she had become familiar with the people in the Marquis's mansion and was no longer reserved.

The whole family was overjoyed, and the atmosphere was filled with happiness.

The servants were also happy, knowing that the second young lady had been granted the title of princess, which made them proud as well.

Mu Yan, perched on the roof beam, smiled faintly, then a hint of sadness appeared in his eyes.

She was always unattainable to him, but now they are worlds apart.

However, no matter what happens to the second young lady in the future, he will always protect her.

After the family celebration, Qin Wanying returned to the Crown Prince's residence.

The crown prince was very happy to see her.

"Wan Ying, congratulations on being bestowed the title of Divine Machine Princess."

Qin Wanying said, "I should thank Your Highness."

She knew that the Crown Prince must have said many good things about her to the Emperor.

"You've been bestowed the title of princess, yet you still call me Your Highness?" Xiao Jiye looked at him with a half-smile.

Qin Wanying was stunned for a moment.

If not Your Highness, what should we call you?

"Call me 'brother' so I can hear you." The prince smiled, a hint of mischief in his smile.

Qin Wanying was granted the title of princess by the emperor, but he did not adopt her as his goddaughter. In fact, she should not have called the crown prince "brother".

However, it seems the Crown Prince really wants me to call him "brother"?

"Brother... Brother." Qin Wanying felt a little awkward.

The crown prince, however, was quite pleased.

Qin Wanying was speechless.

Do guys like being called "brother"?

It feels so childish.

The two of them have been doing things together every afternoon for the past few days.

Today, the two decided to practice swordsmanship together.

Qin Wanying only learned swordsmanship after she transmigrated, while the Crown Prince had been practicing since childhood and could offer her some guidance.

Qin Wanying learned swordsmanship from Mu Yan. Mu Yan was a master himself, and she was not stupid either. She practiced a set of sword techniques, and her moves were as smooth as flowing water.

The woman, dressed in plain white, possessed unparalleled beauty. She danced with a sword in hand. Xiao Jiye was in a daze, feeling that the beauty before him was unreal, as if he were dreaming, as if he had seen a celestial maiden descend to earth.

Qin Wanying felt a little embarrassed as she saw Xiao Jiye staring blankly at her. She didn't notice for a moment and tripped over a protruding stone, falling backward.

Without a second thought, Xiao Jiye leaped forward and pulled Qin Wanying into his arms, preventing her from falling to the ground.

Xiao Jiye's hand was around Qin Wanying's waist; this was the first time he had touched a girl's body in this way.

He could only feel that the girl's waist was slender and soft, and because they were so close, the girl's fragrance kept brushing against his nose.

The two, one tall and one short, stared at each other. Because they were so close, Qin Wanying's large, bright black eyes looked directly at Xiao Jiye. Xiao Jiye felt that those eyes were simply captivating, like two little deer crashing into his heart.

Qin Wanying looked at the man in front of her.

Before, I thought he was like a god in the sky, distant and untouchable. Now he is right in front of me, and I can touch his firm chest with just a reach of my hand.

The man's warm breath gently brushed against her cheek, and the air was filled with the scent of male hormones, making Qin Wanying feel a ticklish sensation in her heart.

The person in front of me was visibly tense, his snow-white Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

Does His Highness the Crown Prince... also get nervous?

Qin Wanying couldn't help but think of that erotic scene from that day, and her face suddenly turned red, and she felt her ears getting hot.

Suddenly, an idea popped into her head: she really wanted to pounce on the nervous and shy Crown Prince, pin him down, and tease him mercilessly!

I really want to bully him...

As this thought crossed her mind, her face flushed even more.

What am I even thinking? What a strange and wicked idea!

Xiao Jiye's expression changed. Bullying me? How are you going to bully me?

Thinking of this, Qin Wanying looked away and tried to stand up.

She was originally in a position at about a 50-degree angle to the ground, but Xiao Jiye caught her, preventing her from falling to the ground.

At this moment, she wanted to stand up. Her brain was slightly malfunctioning due to the close-up impact of the handsome man, so she directly grabbed Xiao Jiye's neck, trying to use it to stand up.

As a result, Xiao Jiye also lost his balance. He was too nervous to adjust his posture, and when Qin Wanying suddenly changed her position, he was about to fall as well.

Qin Wanying panicked and tried to pull him back, but...

Xiao Jiye fell backward to the ground, and Qin Wanying also lost her balance and fell on top of him.

The servants in the courtyard pretended not to see anything, thinking to themselves, "Is this something they can see? Won't they be silenced?"

Oh dear, how did things turn out like this? I really didn't mean to!

Although this was the scene she had just been hoping for, but...

Qin Wanying found herself secretly gloating, which was rather pathetic...

Xiao Jiye, who was beneath her, blushed even more. Qin Wanying, lying on top of her, could even hear Xiao Jiye's pounding heartbeat.

Looking at his face from this angle, he has a somewhat flustered and helpless expression, like an innocent little boy who has been bullied.

There seems to be something hard underneath.

When Qin Wanying realized what it was, she felt like she couldn't breathe.

Qin Wanying: (＃°Д°)

She stood up quickly.

They didn't even know how they got up.

She hurriedly said to the crown prince, who was still lying on the ground, "This humble woman... has been impolite, please forgive me, Your Highness..."

After saying that, he fled in panic, disappearing like a rabbit in the blink of an eye.

The crown prince felt a slight disappointment as he watched her flee in disarray.

Weren't you going to bully me? Why are you leaving?

He got up and sat on the ground, still feeling a faint fragrance of hers in the air.

His face was slightly flushed, and a smile appeared on his lips. It took him a while to stand up.

Chunying bumped into Qin Wanying, who was fleeing in panic. Seeing that Qin Wanying's face was as red as a ripe apple, she quickly asked Qin Wanying what was wrong.

While trying to cool down her face, Qin Wanying said, "It's nothing, don't ask."

Chunying felt something was wrong, very wrong.

The second young lady had the same reaction when she went to take a bath last time.

Could it be that something happened between him and His Highness?

However, as a servant, she couldn't ask anything unless her master brought it up.

Based on Chunying's observations over the past few days, she felt that His Highness the Crown Prince was a good person, and if he were with the Second Miss, he would definitely treat her well.

Although Chunying didn't say anything, she was secretly shipping the Second Miss and the Crown Prince in her heart.

Lying in bed that night, Qin Wanying hadn't yet recovered from the shyness she felt during the day.

I drifted off to sleep, and then seemed to wake up to find someone next to me.

By the dim moonlight, Qin Wanying could see the person's face clearly.