Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

Yang Susu helped the old lady stand up slowly.

"Thank you, Madam Miao Zan. I am an old man, but I am here to celebrate your birthday today."

Concubine Xiao smiled slightly and said, "I am not as charming as Miss Yang. I heard that His Majesty the Prince Ming is also infatuated with Miss Yang."

"What Miss Yang San is wearing is the thousand-year-old snow wolf skin that His Majesty Ming Wang found for you. It looks like a rare item, but it should be worn by someone who is more suitable for it."

Yang Susu bowed with her brows lowered and eyes lowered: "The Queen said so."

Concubine Xiao felt as if she had punched cotton. She couldn't help but feel that Yang Susu was so tolerant.

She asked calmly, "Madam Yang, why didn't the general's wife come to the palace today? I haven't seen her for a long time."

When Zhou was mentioned, the eyes of the Prime Minister's wife, Mrs. Wu, turned cold. This damned old woman really hurt her Ruo'er badly.

When Old Lady Yang heard Concubine Xiao mention Zhou, she became unhappy, but she quickly covered it up.

"She has caught a cold recently, so she doesn't dare to enter the palace. Your Highness's milk is worth a fortune, and I'm afraid she might pass on the cold to you, which would be bad."

Wu snorted in her heart: Old man, you are old, but you still lie without blushing or beating your heart. You made my Ruoer crazy. I will make you, an old woman, pay the price.

"That's really unfortunate, but I am also very happy that Old Madam Yang can come."

She waved to Yang Rongxin below and said, "Xin'er, come and sit next to me. I haven't seen you for a while."

Yang Rongxin showed two sweet dimples and smiled innocently: "Yes, Madam."

Imperial Concubine Xiao held her hand and said, "Xin'er has become more and more beautiful. No wonder my silly son likes you so much. Look at your little face, it looks like you can squeeze water out of it."

Mrs. Wei, the daughter-in-law of Master Zhuang, also smiled and said, "Yes, the three young ladies of the Yang family are all so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off them. They look gentle, virtuous, well-educated and well-mannered. They are nothing like my daughter Bi Yao, who is careless all day long and doesn't learn to dress up. It really gives me a headache. I'm worried that I won't be able to get married. What should I do?"

Everyone smiled happily. Zhuang Biyao, who was standing behind Madam Wei, twitched her eyes: "Mother, did you pick me up? How can you belittle your own daughter like this?"

The prime minister's wife's eldest daughter-in-law, Liu, also smiled and said, "Madam Wei, you are joking. I think Bi Yao is well-educated and well-mannered, and has a very cheerful temperament. She is very good, unlike my Mianmian, who is too dull."

Zhou Mianmian, who was behind Liu, also smiled faintly: "Mother is right, I also think Sister Biyao has a good temperament."

The smile in Concubine Xiao's eyes was not visible. If Yang Rongxin, Zhuang Biyao, and Zhou Mianmian were all married into the Fourth Prince's mansion, it would be perfect.

Although Zhou Mianmian has an ordinary appearance and a black mole under the corner of her mouth, she represents the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Although the Prime Minister's Mansion has always supported Huai'er, there will inevitably be changes. Marrying someone will make her more loyal.

With the support of the General's Mansion, the Prime Minister's Mansion, the Grand Tutor's Mansion, and his father, King Zhenbei, Huai'er's throne is naturally a sure thing.

This banquet should indeed do something more meaningful, Concubine Xiao thought deeply.