The Green Tea Lady was reborn as the God of House Fighting

In the side room, Ruan Yuxi was busy chatting with Princess Fushan, and several times she spoke before Ji.

The wife's expression paled a little immediately and she endured it without getting angry.

She wanted to push the more obedient Fifth Lady out, but Ruan Yuluan just lowered her head and played with her handkerchief, seeming a little timid.

She asked her to reply to Princess Fushan's question several times, but the girl only answered dully and then lowered her head, looking somewhat bored. The topic was naturally taken over by Ruan Yuxi, who was quick-witted and tried to please her, making the princess laugh. It seemed that she liked her very much.

Ji was very disappointed with her husband. She twisted the silk scarf with her fingertips and smiled, but she was unhappy.

Ruan Yuxi was only interested in asking about the legitimate son of Prince Fushan's Mansion. Judging from his age, he was about the same age as them.

She brought up this topic, but Princess Fushan cleverly avoided it. She didn't suspect anything, and was completely focused on pleasing the princess.

There was a lot of laughter and chatter in the room, and the harmonious atmosphere was pretended.

Opposite the wing room, in front of the second-floor window of a small building across a lake.

A woman in an emerald green satin dress held a teacup in her fingertips, glanced into the room and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"That's... that wicked old woman, Princess Fushan?"

This was a blunt remark, and it showed that she looked down on him from the bottom of her heart. The housekeeper behind her quickly smiled and replied, "It's Princess Fushan."

The lady in the green dress could not help but gently shook her head and sighed: "Whose wife is she trying to deceive? She has been doing these wicked things for years and she still hasn't stopped."

The housekeeper didn't dare to respond.

The young man sitting next to her looked over as she spoke, his eyes falling on the room.

"You say... who is the smartest among these three ladies?" She suddenly became curious about who would be the first to see through Princess Fushan's sinister scheme.

The mother in charge was even more embarrassed to say this and just smiled.

The woman didn't expect her to say anything, and just as she was about to look away, she heard the young man next to her speak.

"I hope she is the smartest one." The young man said slowly, his pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes looking through the window at the side of the girl's face as she bit her lips gently.

Every time he saw her, the girl was always in a state of embarrassment, as if something bad always happened to her...

As she said, there was infighting and conspiracy in her family...If possible, he would rather give her some of the intelligence that he had been praised for since childhood.

"This way...she can protect herself."

There is no need to live such a hard and forced life... The young man suddenly recalled that year when he was hunting in the mountains outside Meizhou City and happened to encounter bandits who broke into the temple and burned, killed and looted.

At that time, he squatted on a branch and looked in through the half-open window.

His eyes fell on the stubborn and pale little face. The bandits wanted to bully her sister, but perhaps she herself did not notice it, but he saw that the girl was shaking with fear.

Even so, he still wanted to protect his sister, showing such a silly attitude.

But who can say that it’s not cute?

He always remembered her brave face.

It’s not that I’m trying to remember it, but I can’t forget it even if I want to.

In the side room, Princess Fushan was about to leave for home. Before leaving, her eyes lightly swept over the two young ladies in front of her. They were beautiful in their own way, whether they were wearing heavy or light makeup.

So she stretched out her fingertips, took off a jade bracelet from each wrist, and handed them to Nguyen Ngoc Luan and Nguyen Ngoc Xi.

As a parting gift, Sanniang also received one, but it was obviously not as exquisite as the other two. It was just an ordinary hairpin.