The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

After dinner, Tang Wenqian put on new clothes early, tied his half-long hair behind his head, and waited obediently outside his sister's house.

Tang Jiao practiced all night and got up refreshed after drinking the red snow fruit. She washed and dressed and stepped out of the door. When she saw Tang Wenqian, she raised a friendly smile.

"elder sister."

"Yes." Tang Jiao smiled and asked, stroking the top of his head, "Have you had breakfast?"

Tang Wenqian nodded hurriedly, his eyes full of excitement: "I will eat with my mother, a basket of steamed buns, a bowl of three-fresh porridge, and a chive pancake. I am very full."

Since returning to the Tang family, Tang Wenqian's health has gradually improved and his appetite has increased a lot.

His father and grandfather said that when they return to Huaizhou this year, they will ask a martial artist to teach him martial arts.

"Let's go."

"Sister, haven't you eaten yet?"

"It doesn't matter, sister can buy a meat bun on the street and eat."

"My sister's stomach is so small. Girls have such small stomachs."

"Let's see people."

Tang Jiao took his hand and walked out while chatting with him.

Luo Shi sent more guards to his daughter and son, and Zi Xiang was still there, so he felt free to let the two siblings go out to play.

The streets in the capital were spacious and clean. When Tang Wenqian came here for the first time, everything he saw was novel, especially the knick-knacks scattered around the streets, which made him unable to take his eyes off them.

Tang Jiao had not been to the capital for several years, so she was inevitably happy and pulled her brother to look here and there.

In less than half an hour, the guards behind him had their hands full of all kinds of delicious and fun things.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way..."

The sound of rapid horse hooves broke the tranquility of the street. A middle-aged man wearing armor appeared leading a group of soldiers, and the people on both sides gave way.

Tang Jiao pulled Tang Wenqian to the side and raised her head to meet the man's eyes. At that moment, she felt a coldness welling up from the bottom of her heart, making her shudder.

This man with terrible eyes, who is he?

When the man arrived at Tang Jiao's side, he casually swung the long whip in his hand, and the sharp blade-like tail of the whip flew towards Tang Jiao's face.

Tang Jiao's eyes flashed, and she mentally controlled the whip to change its direction and hit the horse directly under the man.

The horse was in pain, and the neighing sound shook the whole street. The out-of-control horse rushed forward like crazy and disappeared around the corner in the blink of an eye.

Zixiang breathed a sigh of relief: "Master, are you okay?"

The man just now did it intentionally.

Tang Jiao shook her head, wondering who the man was and why he wanted to hurt her.

With her good eyesight, she could see clearly that there were silver thorns on the whip. Whenever she touched her face, the wound would be deep enough to penetrate her bones.

Tang Wenqian pulled Tang Jiao's sleeves and asked doubtfully: "Sister, aren't you leaving?"

"Walk."

Tang Jiao secretly took note of the man's appearance and thought about asking Lu Changze.

Seeing a clothes shop in front of him, he pulled Tang Wenqian in. The shop was large and bright, with many silk brocades and ready-made clothes for both adults and children.

There were very few customers in the shop. When the shopkeeper Zhen Niang saw the luxurious Tang Jiao, her eyes widened in surprise. This girl was so beautiful.

Many ladies like to have their clothes made here. She has seen almost all the famous ladies in the powerful circles, but this one is very strange to her.

Welcoming him with a smile, Zhen Niang said with a smile: "Girl, sir, I want to make some clothes."

"Yes." Tang Jiao nodded with a gentle smile and pushed her brother forward: "Help me measure my brother, and we will make a few sets of autumn and winter clothes."

With a smile on her face, Zhenniang picked up the cloth ruler and helped Tang Wenqian measure her. She smiled and said, "My girl's accent doesn't sound like that of us from the capital, but more like that from the south of the Yangtze River."

Tang Jiao knew that she was secretly asking about where she was from, so she said disapprovingly: "The boss lady is awesome, I am from Huaizhou."

"No wonder, the water town raises people. We don't have such a beautiful girl in the capital. She looks like someone from the south of the Yangtze River."

After measuring Tang Wenqian, Zhenniang helped Tang Jiao measure her. She was a little surprised when she measured her waist. This girl's waist was really thin. It was small where it should be small and big where it should be. Her skin was as white as snow and her bones were made from nature. I don’t know which young man from a family will be so lucky to marry her in the future.

Gee, even a well-informed woman like her couldn't help but look at this jade skin, let alone a man.

Tang Jiao didn't know what she was thinking, so she took the measurements and paid the deposit to Zhenniang.

A noble lady came in surrounded by servants from outside. Zhenniang's smile froze when she saw her, and she hurriedly stepped forward to greet her.

"Mrs. Shi is fine."

Tang Jiao's heart skipped a beat, and when she turned around to see the familiar middle-aged woman, a cold light flashed across her eyes.

Mrs. Xie, the Marquis of Qing'an, was mean, selfish, and greedy. In her previous life, when she was lying on the bed, she was often ridiculed by her, and even the golden hairpin from her head was pulled out in front of her.

She was deprived of her title of Marquis of Qing'an, but she seemed to be doing well.

Mrs. Xie came to Zhenniang, threw the clothes in the maid's hands to Zhenniang, and said in a sharp tone: "What's the matter with you? The beads on it fall off as soon as you pull them off. You think I'm blind."

Zhenniang opened her clothes to check and saw the torn pearl buttons on it. She secretly resented it, but smiled on her face: "Madam, when we delivered the goods yesterday, we inspected them in person and found that the buttons were intact. This It has nothing to do with my shop."

Bang, Mrs. Xie slapped the table with anger on her face: "It's obvious that your quality is not good, but you still want to blackmail Mrs. Ben."

Zhenniang has been dealing with noble ladies all year round and knows who she is. She smiled and said, "Madam, what do you want?"

"Compensate."

She will never give up until she loses money today.

Zhenniang had no choice but to turn around and compensate her for a piece of clothing, and secretly decided not to take orders from Shi Mansion in the future.

Tang Jiao secretly sneered, pulled Tang Wenqian and turned around to leave. The candied haws in his hand accidentally bumped into Mrs. Xie's long skirt.

Xie was extremely angry and pushed Tang Wenqian to the side: "You little bitch, you don't have eyes."

Tang Jiao held Tang Wenqian up with one hand, her eyes suddenly turned cold: "This lady, I heard that the Xie family is a well-known Confucian in the capital, but she didn't want to have such a low education. It was really despicable to abuse a child wantonly." "

When Ms. Xie saw Tang Jiao's stunningly beautiful face, she felt a surge of anger in her heart. She raised her hand and hit her in the face, "Where did you come from?"

She has an ordinary appearance and hates this kind of beauty who looks like a fairy.

How could Tang Jiao be afraid of her? She raised her foot and kicked her in the abdomen, knocking her hard against the counter next to her.

"oops.."

"lady."

The maids never thought that Tang Jiao would do it as soon as she said so, and they hurriedly supported Ms. Xie after she screamed.

Tang Jiao was too lazy to pay attention to her, took Tang Wenqian's hand and left.

Just as he walked outside the street, Xie's angry roar came from behind: "You little bitch, stop right here."

Tang Jiao looked sideways at Xie who ran out, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her mental power turned into a wind blade and hit her calf.

As soon as Xie stepped over the threshold, a sharp pain like a broken bone came from her calf. She screamed and fell to the ground, hitting her forehead hard on the stone slab.

The next second, he fainted.

"Ma'am, ma'am."

"Quick, tell the doctor, hurry up and carry him to the hospital."

The maids were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they hurriedly carried the man away.

Since Tang Jiao's cultivation reached the second level, she has become more proficient in transporting mental power and does not need to use the Red Liu Sword at all.

Very good, let her fall into the pit next time.

"Miss Tang, Miss Tang."

A clear and joyful voice came from behind. Tang Jiao turned her head and looked at the Lord Huaiya, who was wearing a red riding uniform and sitting on a tall horse, and was a little surprised.