Ye Qianning heard that the Prince and Princess of Changyang had two sons who unfortunately died of illness, one at the age of twelve and the other at the age of four, so the couple doted on Nanxiang. Ever since the young Nanxiang sneezed, the couple would be frightened. field.
Nan Xiang was poisoned this time and with the skilled maid in front of him, I am afraid that the two young princes before the palace also died unexpectedly.
"Go, help me keep an eye on her." Ye Qianning said, staring at the bird above her head.
"Why?" The little bird on the tree flicked its head, looking extremely arrogant.
"Three worms."
"Five."
"Deal." Ye Qianning gestured, and the bird flew towards the maid.
The world of insects and birds is very simple. As long as you control what they eat, they can do things for you.
She was also curious about who Prince Changyang and his concubine had offended, so viciously that they killed several of their children.
Ye Qianning walked back, shaking her head constantly. She died early in her previous life, and she wanted to live a long life in this life. For this idea, she had to accumulate more blessings for herself.
Night falls, and the spring nights are slightly cooler.
Ye Qianning gathered her clothes and ran back at a trot. She was so fat that she ran a little fast. In the eyes of outsiders, she looked like a rolling ball...
"Don't run fast in the house." The little man blocked her way.
Ye Qianning stood still, and Sang Zhi stood not far away with his little hands behind his back and a serious face.
"What are you running about? I'm just exercising."
Sang Zhi stared at her with a straight face, "Follow me before entering Third Brother's house, and I will teach you the rules."
"You taught me rules? Did you teach me to be a little old-fashioned like you?" Ye Qianning smiled, this little thing is interesting.
"You should call me Uncle Eighth." Sang Zhi said seriously.
"..."
Eighth uncle? Eight hammers.
"Since you are the third brother's daughter, you are my niece."
Ye Qianning wanted to laugh: "Who told you that I am the third prince's daughter?"
"Although you are fat, your eyes are still very similar to those of Third Brother." Sang Zhi said calmly.
"Little old-fashioned, I'm afraid you are dazzled by reading. I am obviously much prettier than your third brother." Ye Qianning held her little face with her little hands and boasted: "If I lose weight, you, a pretty doll, will have to step aside. stand."
It's not that she's bragging, I think her looks are on top, she's as cute as a doll in a New Year picture. If she loses weight, she will definitely be a beautiful woman.
Sang Zhi frowned: "People must know how to be humble."
"What is modesty?" The little head shook.
"Humility is..."
Sang Zhi told her seriously, as if an elder was teaching a junior in a profound way.
Ye Qianning looked at the sky speechlessly, and the villain was like a Tang monk chanting sutras in his ears.
"Do you understand?" Sang Zhi asked.
Ye Qianning shook his head.
"If you don't understand, I will finish my homework tomorrow and explain it to you slowly." Sang Zhi saw that she was absent-minded and felt that her understanding was not very good and she needed to be taught carefully.
"Yes, I can't hold myself up to the wall. If you read stupidly, please don't come to harm me." Ye Qianning waved her hand and said, "I am not your third brother's daughter."
Sang Zhi just thought she was a child talking nonsense. After all, she had been wandering among the people for many years and it was understandable that she had some bad habits in her tongue.
From now on, he will have to give some serious advice to get rid of some of her bad habits.
"I'm really not. If you don't believe me, ask your brother." Ye Qianning seemed to see what he was thinking and denied it again.
It doesn't feel like a good thing to be targeted by this little old-fashioned guy...
