How to Be a Male Queen

【The person who "resurrected" from the dead】

Jian Hao said that he wanted to discuss with the little wolf cub, it was not an excuse.

After he went back, he sat cross-legged in front of the little guy, and threatened solemnly: "Your little wolf brothers can't stay here, otherwise they will be unaccustomed, their hair will fall out, and their teeth will be broken... Do you want to take them away?" Send it back?"

The little wolf cub stared into a pair of watery blue eyes, and agreed without hesitation.

Jian Hao felt worried, "My son is still so young, how can he give it to a stranger? What if, what if he gets kidnapped?"

His Royal Highness King Ping comforted him patiently: "Didn't Haohao forget? It originally came from the Heavenly Wolf Kingdom..." Moreover, Tuoba Yongjun brought it here.

Jian Hao pouted, pretending to lose his memory.

The little wolf cub followed Tuoba Yongjun to send off the wolf brothers, while Jian Yu and An Muxi stayed in the Nanshan hunting ground to hunt down the murderous beasts.

Qin Yuan was busy with mining in the western region these days, and he disappeared after sending Jian Hao back to the Princess Mansion.

Li Shu also found an errand in the Ministry of Industry, and followed his three brothers-in-law to the Yamen every day to do some work.

For a moment, Jian Xiaoshizi seemed to be the most leisurely person.

Early in the morning, the sound of chirping birds came from Princess Anya's mansion, which was obviously more lively than usual.

"Come here, come here!" Jian Hao was wearing a pea blue gown, raised his head and waved to the birds among the bushes.

He didn't know until not long ago that these colorful, useless little flat hairs flying around in the backyard every day turned out to be super powerful messenger birds.

——Worse than homing pigeons, just think about it!

For this alone, Jian Xiaoshizi had to find ways to hook up one or two.

However, his arm was sore and no bird would pay attention to him. Jian Hao knocked on the head, and simply stood on the stone table, holding the bug with a long bamboo pole, trying to bribe him.

Unexpectedly, this move was unanimously disgusted by the little Maojiu.The little guys didn't even look at it, they all flew to the place where the bamboo pole couldn't reach.

Jian Xiaoshi threw the bamboo pole, panting with anger.

In the final analysis, it was because he had a bad reputation in the past, especially when he first came, because he was bored, he often tossed these vengeful birds with a slingshot.

Coupled with the feuding physique of the Second Highness and the little wolf cub, when the little birds saw the four of them, it would be good if they didn't go up to take revenge, let alone listen to him.

Jian Hao felt ashamed, and rudely pulled the big fat cat into his arms, pretending to be disdainful and said: "It is enough for me to have General Jian and the Second Highness, one is worth ten of them!"

After speaking, he raised his head sourly, and unexpectedly saw hundreds of pairs of green or red bean eyes among the upper branches, and then corrected him: "Hit them... one, no, two hundred!"

Princess Anya and Jian Bing watched from the side, both couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, a small gray bird the size of a green apricot fluttered its young wings and landed on Jian Bing's shoulder.

Jian Bing froze and said in surprise, "Mother, is the little gray spirit out of its shell?"

With a faint smile, Princess Anya nodded slightly, "It is indeed a young bird of Huiling."

Jian Bing looked surprised, "Didn't you say that there have been no new gray spirit birds hatched in our yard for ten years? How can it be..."

Princess Anya looked warmly at the pair of children in front of her lovingly, and said meaningfully: "Yuemo is...it's time!"

Jian Hao was so jealous that his hairy ears popped out, he scratched in frustration, walked to Jian Bing's side in two or three steps, and stretched out his hand to catch the little gray spirit.

The little guy was keenly aware of the "bad guy"'s intentions, and jumped onto Jian Bing's skirt with a flap of his wings, his fluffy little head went straight in, revealing a fleshy little butt outside, making Jian Bing itchy "Giggle" laugh.

Without hesitation, Jian Xiaoshizi reached out to Jian Bing's chest, grabbed the fat buttocks of the little gray bird, and showed an evil smile on his face.

Although Jian Bing felt distressed, she didn't dare to speak, so she could only watch Jian Hao commit the crime.

Princess Anya patted Jian Xiaoshizi's hand lightly, and said in a warm voice: "Haohao, let go quickly, Little Gray Spirit has recognized Binger as the master, so he can no longer be contaminated with your scent, otherwise he will only pass it on to you." Believe it."

Jian Hao pulled his hand back embarrassingly, and flung himself into the arms of Princess Anya, acting like a baby, "Mother, will you stop loving me after you have a daughter? You can't drink goat's milk, and don't have any snacks. Even the little gray bird You don't like me either... Life is so hard!"

Princess Anya patted her son's curly hair, suppressing a smile on her face.

Jian Bing quickly brought the little gray bird to Jian Hao, and said in a soft voice: "If Haohao likes it, I will give it to you... Don't, don't blame mother..."

Jian Hao is used to being a monster in front of Princess Anya, but Jian Bing didn't expect Jian Bing to take it seriously.

He scratched his head and said with a big grin: "Well, I was just joking, don't take it seriously, I don't want the bird, and I can't keep it if I want it-otherwise you can steam a basket of sweet-scented osmanthus cheese for me, bring honey kind of..."

Jian Bing nodded quickly and kept saying "yes".

Since coming to Princess Anya's mansion, Jian Bing has truly realized how happy and stable it is to be protected by her mother.

Like Princess Anya, she has a gentle and quiet temperament. Mother and daughter get up early every day, tend flowers and plants together, feed the birds in the garden together, read and practice in the morning, gossiping in the afternoon, doing These female workers live a relaxed and comfortable life without the cynicism of the powerful sisters and the critical nature of the biological mother.

Until now, Jian Bing couldn't believe that such a fairy-like day would fall on her head.

She is sincerely grateful for Princess Anya's tolerance and love, and will always look for opportunities to give back as much as possible.

For example, at this time, she was walking into a time-honored needlework shop in West City, planning to pick some beautiful silk threads and embroider a new cloak for Princess Anya.

Jian Bing often came to this shop with her biological mother in the past, she never thought that she would meet unexpected people here.

When she was forcibly taken to the backyard and saw the person sitting on the chair, she almost screamed out.

"You, you...is that you?" Jian Bing's face faded completely.

Jiang Ji had a cold face, and the corners of her slightly raised eyes were full of sarcasm, "I haven't seen you for a few days, did 'mother' become 'you'? Let my daughter not even recognize her own mother?"

Familiar appearance, familiar voice, familiar mean attitude...Jian Bing was startled and frightened, trembling all over and unable to speak—has the person who was dead come back to life?

Jiang Ji was irritated, but her mouth was merciless, "Come on, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, I only want to ask you two things today, listen carefully—"

Jian Bing was still immersed in the fear of Jiang's resurrection, she didn't hear what she said at all, and just nodded habitually.

Seeing her cowardly appearance, Jiang Ji was disgusted and proud at the same time—my cousin was just worrying, so she just said, this little hoof is the flesh that fell from her body after all, and no one knows better than her.

There was a slight knocking sound from behind, Jiang Ji didn't dare to delay any longer, and asked directly: "You have been staying in the Princess Mansion all day, but what did you see in that little bastard?"

"Strange, strange?" Jian Bing repeated in doubt.

Jiang Ji seemed to have thought of something terrible, and there was a trace of fear in her eyes. She gritted her teeth and said with difficulty: "For example...becoming a monster..."

With a pale face, Jian Bing shook her head again and again, "No, never."

"Really? You've never seen ears, tails, etc. on Jian Hao?" Jiang Ji eagerly confirmed.

Jian Bing thought for a while, then shook her head firmly, as if she was also frightened.

Jiang Ji let out a long sigh of relief—the little fool has been fond of acting like a monster recently, maybe he made it out on purpose to scare himself!

Thinking of this, Jiang Ji felt a little annoyed - she shouldn't have told her cousin such nonsense, but instead made him worry.

Jiang Ji was immersed in her own thoughts, and didn't notice that the hand tightly held by Jian Bing in her sleeve was trembling slightly.

She collected herself and asked again: "Have you ever seen a weapon called 'arm crossbow'? It's the kind that was used to shoot and kill black bears at the Nanshan hunting ground that day under King Ping's hands."

Jian Bing shook her head blankly, and said softly: "Daughter, daughter has never seen..."

Jiang Ji slapped the table and said angrily, "Useless stuff!"

Jian Bing shivered in fright.

There was another slight sound behind her, and Jiang Ji restrained her anger, and put on a loving look, "Bing'er, my mother entrusted you with two things, and when they are done, my mother will ask someone to take you to my side. A family reunion; if it can't be done..."

Jiang Ji sighed deeply, with a look of grief on her face, "I'm afraid you and my mother and daughter will lose their lives..."

When Jian Bing heard the words "family reunion", she kept feeling sick in her heart.She maintained a weak appearance, and asked in a low voice: "What does mother want me to do?"

"First, keep an eye on that little bastard. Once you notice something strange about him, immediately find someone to tell me. Second, try to steal the arm crossbow and give it to me."

Gritting her teeth, Jian Bing asked cautiously, "How do I contact Mother?"

"You can just find the shopkeeper of this shop." Jiang Ji showed a bright smile on her face, "It's not in vain that I brought you here so many times in the past, no, I will use it today."

Jian Bing didn't answer, and she didn't ask why she "resurrected from the dead", she lowered her head, hiding all her emotions.

After talking about the business, Jiang Ji asked perfunctorily "how are you doing" and "what's the shortage", and asked someone to send her back to the shop in front.

The little girl who came with her was sitting on a chair, rubbing her head, and asked in a daze, "I just felt dizzy for a while, so I just sat here...Miss, what's going on, slave?"

"It's nothing, I bought the needle and thread, let me go home with me." Jian Bing tried to put on a calm look, and said in a low voice.

"Okay, okay." The little maid hurriedly took the sewing kit into her hand and followed Jian Bing's footsteps.

When the carriage from the Princess Mansion disappeared at the corner of the street, the sewing shop closed its door without a sound.

A slender figure appeared at the position where Jian Bing had just stood, looking thoughtfully at the direction she left.

Jiang Ji leaned over and said flatteringly: "Cousin, don't worry, Bing'er listens to me the most, and will definitely do things well."

The man gave her a blank look and left without saying a word.

Jiang Ji's expression darkened, and she bit the bullet and followed.

Until getting into the carriage, Jian Bing's hands were still shaking violently.

She gritted her teeth fiercely, and hid her slender hands in the wide sleeves of her robe, so that no one could see the difference.

After returning to the princess mansion, she walked around the garden as if nothing had happened, watered the flowers with Princess Anya for a while, and then followed her back to the house.

When only the mother and daughter were left in the room, Jian Bing knelt on the ground with a "plop", tears in her eyes could no longer be restrained, and covered her cheeks.

Enduring the torment in her heart, she told Princess Anya everything about today.

Jian Bing didn't do this because she wanted to surrender, on the contrary, she knew in her heart that even if she confessed, she would still attract the Eldest Princess' fear—as long as her biological mother was alive, Jian Bing would be suspected for a day.

The only reason why she said it was to remind Princess Anya, hoping that she could take precautions before the danger came.

As for her own safety, Jian Bing didn't care about it - anyway, she had already died once, and she had already returned that life to the living person. If the other person wanted it again, she would give it to her again. Once, what is there to be afraid of?