The prince supports her, and the reborn princess kills people

Of course Fuling knew that she did it on purpose.

A trace of embarrassment appeared on her face, and she quickly said, "Your Highness, you don't know, I am with the prince..."

She quickly changed the subject halfway through her words, her expression showing a bit of grievance.

"I don't know where I failed to serve you well. The prince is very dissatisfied with me. I am distressed, so I came to ask the princess for advice."

"Now I know that I am of low status and unworthy to stay with the prince, so please let me go, princess."

As he spoke, he knelt down with a pleading look on his face.

Shen Qingyan drank a sip of tea calmly and sneered in her heart.

If Fuling really wanted to leave, she could have told Gu Beihuaiming instead of begging her.

To put it bluntly, he just came here to make himself felt and to deliberately provoke her.

Since someone has this intention, we must not let them down.

So Shen Qingyan smiled slightly and asked Zhiqing to help her up.

"Miss Fuling, don't worry. I'll have someone find someone who looks exactly like you so that we can replace you."

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he asked Zhiyu, who was standing beside him with indignation.

"Zhiyu, I remember you said that you seemed to know a very good disguise artist in the martial arts world. Does that mean we don't need to go through so much trouble to find someone who looks similar?"

Zhiyu's little brain worked quickly and she reacted immediately.

"That's right. That man is the nephew of my sister-in-law's brother-in-law. He is very good at disguising himself. I can send someone home to tell them to come over. This way, Fuling can be replaced as soon as possible."

Poria: "..."

Her complexion changed only for a moment, then quickly returned to normal.

"Thank you, Princess, for your consideration. However, I have not yet informed the prince of this matter. I will go and ask the prince first. If the prince disagrees, wouldn't it be a waste of the princess' kindness?"

Shun Qingyou smiled gently and said calmly: "Don't worry, Miss Fuling, after all, it's enough to look like me. It's all for the love Gu in my body, it's the same for everyone."

"Yes, yes." Zhiyu quickly agreed, "The princess is right. Anyway, the prince only allowed you to stay by his side in order to restrain the princess's love poison. As long as you look like the princess, it doesn't matter who you keep. Just relax, the prince will definitely agree."

Zhiyu couldn't conceal the gloating in his tone, he was just short of saying that Fuling was a chess piece that could be thrown away at any time.

Fuling's expression was almost unbearable, but she still said stiffly: "Thank you very much, Princess. I will go back and report to the prince now."

After Fuling left, Zhiyu laughed happily.

"My Lady Princess, let her embarrass herself. The next time I see her, I will slap her in the face."

Shen Qingyan shook her head, "Go and keep an eye on her and see what she will say to the prince."

If she guessed correctly, Fuling's road to mischief had just begun, and they would have many more fights in the future.

Zhiyu immediately followed Fuling's footsteps.

Zhiqing was somewhat worried, "Princess, are you going to let Fuling continue to be so arrogant? What if she and the prince..."

She didn't say the rest, but Shen Qingyan understood.

"Since the prince wants to use her to draw a line between us, then I will listen to him. As for what will happen to them..."

"not my business."

Her heart ached when she said this.

It was not the stinging pain you feel when the love poison attacks, but a dull pain.

It was as if someone had hit her heart hard, and she felt so uncomfortable and powerless.

Zhiqing knew that she had said something wrong and quickly changed the subject.

"Qingmei said she needed to go to the bathroom, why hasn't she come back in so long?"

Shen Qingyan also realized that she hadn't seen Qingmei for a while, so she asked Zhiqing to go look for her.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I reached the door, I saw Qingmei hurriedly walking in, looking somewhat flustered.

Zhiqing bumped into her and asked suspiciously, "Qingmei, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

Qingmei nodded and hurriedly reported to Shen Qingyan.

"Princess, it's bad. Ji Feng and Yu Twelve are fighting. Ji Feng is injured..."

Zhiqing blurted out subconsciously, "If they fight, what does it have to do with the princess?"

Qingmei was speechless for a moment. Yes, why did she report all this to the princess?

Shen Qingyan saw the clues and asked with a smile: "Are you worried about Ji Feng or Yu Twelve?"

Qingmei hastily defended herself, "I just reported this matter, I'm not worried about anyone."

Shen Qingyan did not expose the truth, but asked in confusion: "Why did they fight? Was Ji Feng seriously injured? Where is Yu Twelve?"

These two people don't seem to have anything in common, so why would they fight?

Qingmei didn't dare to say anything more and could only skip this topic.

"Ji Feng's arm was slightly injured. Yu Twelve... was also injured, but he is lying on the ground and can't get up. He is making a fuss."

Qingmei knew at first sight that Yu Twelve was deliberately trying to blackmail her, and even teased her, asking her to comfort him before he got up.

She was too embarrassed to talk about these things and simply omitted them.

Both Ji Feng and Yu Shier were injured, but Qing Mei was obviously biased towards Ji Feng at the beginning and only said that he was injured.

Considering the previous incident of sending pastries to Ji Feng, Shen Qingyan had an idea in her mind.

"Let's go and see what's going on."

Qingmei wanted to persuade him, but it was too late. She could only curse herself for being too talkative.

When Shen Qingyan arrived at the back garden of the palace, Yu Twelve was still lying on the ground.

"Where's that water-splashing girl? Hurry and ask her to come over. Didn't she say she'd let me up if she kissed me?"

Shen Qingyan happened to hear these words and immediately looked at Qingmei with a teasing look.

Qingmei was ashamed and embarrassed, and scolded with a red face.

"How dare you! What nonsense are you talking about in front of the princess?!"

When Yu Twelve heard this, he immediately sat up.

"The princess is here? Please help me!"

He pointed at Ji Feng who was standing beside him and started to complain, "He was really too much of a bully. I had already admitted defeat, but he still wanted to chase me and beat me. If it weren't for my wit and intelligence, the princess would have seen the dead soul under his sword right now!"

Shen Qingyan looked at Ji Feng and saw at a glance that the wound on his arm was bandaged with a piece of pink cloth.

Looking more closely, it was the color of Qingmei's clothes.

Shen Qingyan raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling a little touched.

To put it in the storyline, this is a typical love triangle: she loves him, she doesn't love him, and he loves her...

So he suppressed his smile and said to Qingmei, "Qingmei, take Jifeng to bandage the wound again, and leave this to me."

"Yes, Princess."

Ji Feng was really obedient and followed Qingmei obediently.

Yu Twelve was anxious, "Princess, what you are doing is unfair. It was clearly that boy who injured me, how could you let him go? What should I do then?"

Shen Qingyan looked at him calmly and gave him a very fair suggestion.

"How about you leave too?"

"..."