The counterattack of the daughter of the time-traveling villain

Zhiyi sat blankly in front of the mirror, and only realized that Qihe called her, "What's wrong?"

Qihe didn't know what happened to her young lady. After washing up in the morning, she didn't even eat food, and just sat motionless in front of the vanity mirror, as if she had lost her mind.

Qi He said: "Miss, Miss San and the others are leaving soon."

"Huh, huh?" Zhiyi woke up from his dream, lifted his skirt and ran outside.

"Hey miss."

"Don't follow me."

It's unknown why Qihe stayed where he was.

Zhiyi ran all the way to the gate, when the servants saw her coming, they all called out: "Miss."

Zhimo heard her name, turned around and saw that Zhiyi was already in front of her.

Zhiyi panted and said to Third Aunt Niang: "Auntie, you are outside... Take good care of yourself, and send someone to write to me if there is anything wrong."

Third Aunt held Zhiyi's hand, "My child, don't worry, Auntie will take care of herself."

Zhiyi smiled wryly, "It's a pity that I won't be able to taste the cakes made by Auntie."

San Yiniang felt sore, she patted Zhi Yi's hand and said: "Yi'er, you also have to be well in the mansion, don't make your father angry anymore."

"Well, Auntie, hurry up and get in the carriage, it's cold outside."

Zhiyi helped Third Aunt into the carriage, turned around and wanted to say something to Zhimo, but the words came to his lips, but he didn't know what to say.

"You...you have to take good care of yourself." Zhiyi finally said.

Knowing what she meant, Zhimo nodded and said, "I will."

Zhimo brushed her hair and said, "Then I'll go first."

"Wait a minute!" Zhiyi grabbed her arm, Zhimo stopped and listened to her patiently.

Zhiyi pulled her closer, their noses were facing each other, and each other's shadow was reflected in their eyes, Zhiyi said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You can come and see me on the day I get married. Me? I want you to see me in my wedding dress."

Zhimo felt an indescribably sour and sweet feeling in her heart, she leaned down slightly, and gently kissed Zhiyi's cheek.

Zhiyi's eyes widened, and he immediately turned his head to see if he saw them. Fortunately, the two of them were blocked by a carriage, and the family servant did not see them, and there were not many people on the street at this time.

"What are you doing? This is on the road." That's what she said, but the smile on the corner of her mouth deceived her.

Zhimo winked mischievously at her, and got into the carriage in a good mood.

Zhiyi kept watching the carriage leave, until the carriage disappeared at the end, then she reluctantly walked into the gate of the mansion.

Sure enough, within two days, Song Zhi came to the prime minister's residence to propose marriage.

When Zhiyi came to the hall, he saw the prime minister, Mrs. Liu, and Song Zhi were all there.Mrs. Liu's complexion didn't look very good, and the Prime Minister didn't have much expression on his face, he couldn't see any joy or anger, but he and Song Zhi had a very happy conversation.

"My daughter has seen the prince."

Song Zhi saw her and hurried over to help her up, "Miss Zhiyi, get up quickly."

Zhiyi brushed his hand away with a smile, and walked to Mrs. Liu, Song Zhi was a little embarrassed.

"My lord, you don't turn your back on a good horse." Madam Liu suddenly said, "My Yi'er was the one you wanted to divorce at the beginning, but now you want to remarry, because you are treating us as the eldest lady of the prime minister's mansion. If you want to marry, marry her. Don’t marry if you don’t want to?”

Although Mrs. Liu was a bit unruly, she really had nothing to say to Liu Zhiyi. Zhiyi held Mrs. Liu's hand and said, "Mother, I'm fine."

"Ma'am!" Madam Liu said that she was not very polite, and the Prime Minister stopped her, "Why are you talking like that to the prince?"

Song Zhi came out at the right time and pretended to be a good guy: "Prime Minister Liu, it's okay."

Thinking that the person that King Jiang Sheng likes is now her own woman, Zhiyi couldn't help but twitch her lips, and she walked up to Song Zhi, "I don't know why you suddenly changed your mind, my lord, back then you said you didn't know Mo did not marry."

"You..." Song Zhi endured it, gritted his teeth and whispered to Zhiyi, "If it wasn't for her, how could I have married you?"

Zhiyi didn't answer his words, just looked at him with a smile.

Song Zhi couldn't get angry, so he could only say: "This king...in fact, I still like Miss Zhiyi very much, so Miss, are you willing to marry this king?"

The prime minister said: "Yi'er, if you are willing, father will also agree to this marriage."

Zhiyi also finished showing off his martial arts, and said: "Father, I am willing."

"Yi'er." Mrs. Liu called out, "You have really thought about it."

"Mother, don't worry, I believe in my choice." Zhiyi said with a smile.

Mrs. Liu couldn't say anything more.