When Yu Jing came back, he saw Wu Sheyue facing a cute little girl and pointing.
"Look, let's apply it evenly on the face first... There are some flowers here. It's easy to put on makeup, but it's very difficult to turn into someone else." Wu Sheyue said while wiping the other person's face.
As soon as Yu Jing walked in, the two people turned to look over, and he smiled when he saw the little girl's face. There was clearly a trace of grievance hidden on Wu Ziyi's cold face.
"Is this what you're going to teach?"
"Yeah, don't even look at what I do for a living~" Wu Sheyue turned around and rolled her eyes at Wu Ziyi, "Look, your makeup is still not good, and you were recognized."
Wu Ziyi: "..."
Yu Jing sat next to her, rested his chin on her shoulder and said, "You should go to the Prime Minister's Mansion when you have time. Now it's your princess' mansion. You still have to say what to do with these people."
Wu Sheyue didn't pay attention to this at all, and just kept teasing him, "Little cutie, please give me some fun. If you're in a good mood, I'll take you in tonight."
"Don't make trouble." Yu Jing held her hand, "It just so happens that Duanmu Qinghan won't go back until tomorrow. If you're in a hurry, I'll ask him to send a message to Ming Qi. We'll get married as soon as he gets a reply."
Wu Sheyue said with a smile on her face, "Oh, let's go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion now."
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This time, Wu Sheyue was the most proud and proud in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
From the moment she entered, all the servants and maids who saw her knelt down to greet her, not daring to express their dignity. Those people were so arrogant in the past, but now they are so afraid.
Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi. The fool became the princess of the two countries, and they changed from slaves to prisoners.
Wu Sheyue didn't take a few steps in when she saw that the whole family had gathered together, waiting for her to surrender. Wu Sheyue glanced around. Jiang Qingxue and Aunt Liu were all angry and dare not speak. Ning Shuang and a nanny were standing behind with their children in their arms and their heads bowed. The old lady didn't show up, probably because she was still ill. But Wu Liuyun didn't show up either. Most likely, he couldn't stand the excitement anymore.
When Wu Jinghua and Aunt Meng saw Wu Ziyi following Wu Sheyue, they couldn't believe it. They didn't know how this kid got in touch with Wu Sheyue.
The two most disliked people in the Prime Minister's Mansion actually turned around like this? It feels like a dream.
Before everyone could say a word, the captain of the guard who was accompanying him stepped forward and said to Wu Sheyue: "Princess, the emperor has an explanation. These people are all at your mercy."
As soon as he spoke, these people all tensed up to varying degrees. Although everyone has a lot of private money, they are used to being pampered in the prime minister's mansion. They are not willing to bear the burden of going out to live frugally and be self-reliant. What's more, the person who wants to punish them now is Wu Sheyue, so it's not as simple as self-reliance! What if Wu Sheyue had a grudge and exiled them...
But what was particularly unexpected was that Wu Sheyue waved her hand casually, "What are you doing? They live wherever they like. I can't occupy much space by myself, so I can do whatever I have to do."
Yu Jing accompanied Wu Sheyue without saying a word, completely letting her express herself freely. The guard was a little surprised, but he still followed the order and left.
Most people were still ecstatic, but Wu Ziqi spoke gloomily, "Wu Sheyue, it's boring to be pretentious."
"Shut up at this time!" Aunt Meng immediately scolded him. It didn't matter that Wu Ziqi was arrogant. She didn't want her whole family to suffer. She then turned to Wu Sheyue and said with a smile, "Princess, Princess , Don’t mind... The eldest son may..."
Wu Ziqi glanced at Aunt Meng with a sneer, turned around and limped away. Jiang Qingxue frowned and hesitated for a moment, then turned and followed.
Wu Sheyue became more and more indifferent to the Prime Minister's Mansion. She didn't pay much attention to these people. She took Yu Jing's hand and went to the old place first. Anyway, now that they are back, she suddenly wants to change the Prime Minister's Mansion and get rid of all the disgusting things that she doesn't like.
After walking far away, Ning'er was still aggrieved, "Miss... don't you even want to vent your anger? Isn't this too easy for those people?"
Wu Ziyi responded, "It feels good to vent my anger for a while, but now the prime minister's office consists of old and young. If my sister is scolded for not recognizing her relatives, it won't be worth it."
"That's right~" Wu Sheyue slapped Ning'er on the shoulder proudly and smiled slyly, "Don't worry, if I hadn't told you earlier, how could we let others bully us?"
Ning'er nodded vigorously, since the young lady is so powerful, what can those people do if they don't move for the time being.
Yu Jing suddenly stopped and Wu Sheyue was about to ask what was wrong. He held Wu Sheyue's hand and shook it behind him. At this time, a figure suddenly appeared from the front.
"Go to hell! Go to hell!" Wu Ziqi's eyes were splitting as he rushed over with two swords in hand. He stepped hard on the ground with his lame leg, but it didn't affect his performance even when he was furious.
Wu Sheyue fell to the ground. She was blocked by Yu Jing and did not see it, but she heard the voice.
"You're crazy." Yu Jing frowned. He didn't draw his sword and only faced it with his bare hands. Ning'er nervously pulled Wu Ziyi back and away from the battlefield.
Wu Ziqi was no match at all. He was lightly kicked away by Yu Jing twice, but he still rushed up like crazy, completely out of control. Has this person gone crazy? Yu Jing hesitated slightly as to whether he should keep such a dangerous person.
As soon as Wu Sheyue got up, she saw that Wu Ziqi's eyes were red, as if he was possessed by a demon. He held up his sword and gasped as he watched Yu Jing and Wu Sheyue confront each other. Both sides were groaning, but after a moment, Wu Ziqi suddenly changed direction and rushed towards Ning'er.
"Fuck—" Wu Sheyue was startled. She was about to pounce forward, but Yu Jing was one step ahead of her. A sword flew over and pierced Wu Ziqi's lower back, and then passed out of his front abdomen. (To be continued)