You break off my engagement and I dig your ancestral graves

With Han Liang's comfort, Cui Yingying's tense nerves relaxed a lot, and she was not so exhausted when she was busy.

Princess Xiyun would still come to keep her company every day, and would occasionally give her some pointers when she saw her learning court etiquette.

Although she had been criticized by the teaching nanny many times in the past, it did not affect her at all in watching the fun now.

After nightfall, the little princess, who saw her painting for the first time, was amazed. Her eyes lit up with admiration. "You have such a skill, I didn't realize it. I thought..."

"What else do you think? Do you think your royal brother likes me because of my face? I have many advantages, but I just don't bother to show them off in normal times." Cui Yingying snorted and raised her chin proudly.

Princess Xiyun curled her lips and watched her finish the painting. Then she picked it up to observe with mixed feelings. She turned her head to look at her in disbelief, "Don't you think it's indecent for an unmarried girl like you to paint such a thing?"

"What's so offensive about this? It's just clothes, right? Not only can it make women comfortable, it can also promote harmony in couples' lives. It's the best of both worlds. Most importantly, it saves fabric." Cui Yingying explained without blushing.

Princess Xiyun: "..."

There seems to be nothing wrong with it.

She folded her hands on the table and asked shyly, "Can you make a few for me? I want to try it too."

"Sure, you like riding horses, and it's not good to always bind your chest. This thing is especially suitable for you. I will tailor a few pieces for you." Cui Yingying agreed excitedly. Making underwear for a princess is unprecedented and will never be repeated. What a lucky thing.

She had to open a separate family tree to record it.

"Good sister-in-law." The little princess hugged her arm and acted coquettishly without any principles.

But in fact, the age difference between the two people is only a few months.

Because she was sent to the palace, Cui Yingying escaped the disaster.

Father Cui went to the Princess's Mansion and found nothing, which made him feel confused.

He couldn't move freely in Yecheng, so he learned about this matter late, and it was even Wu Congyu who told him.

"General Cui, you don't know that your daughter is very different. The prince loves her deeply! If the general had not plotted rebellion, he might have even become the father-in-law of the emperor!"

There was a light snow outside the window, and the fire was burning brightly inside the house, creating a warm atmosphere just like a spring day.

Wu Congyu made tea for him and made some teasing remarks.

Father Cui snorted and said sarcastically, "If I become the father-in-law of the emperor, then the young marquis will have no chance."

"Doesn't the young marquis like Yingying too?"

He also never imagined that his humble daughter would transform herself into someone so powerful that she could make two high-ranking men fall in love with her.

If I had known this, I should have kept in touch with her.

But at that time he despised her for being a girl, so he let her fend for herself, never thinking that she would come in handy one day.

Wu Congyu smiled as if in the spring breeze. He never concealed his feelings for Cui Yingying. She was a very interesting girl. If he could marry her home, life would not be too long and boring.

"That depends on whether the general can succeed. If the general succeeds, I will naturally be willing to marry the general. If the general fails..."

"I will not fail." Father Cui finished the tea in the cup with a firm expression, and walked away without looking back.

Wu Congyu just narrowed his eyes at this, until the guard outside the house came in and asked, "Do you want to follow him?"

"No need to follow him. He won't hurt Cui Yingying. Cui Yingying is the best chess piece for him right now."

"Master wants to help him?" the guard asked uncertainly.

Wu Congyu played with the teacup in his hand and curled his lips playfully, "This young master won't help anyone. It depends on who laughs last. But there is one thing... Cui Yingying, this young master must marry her."