Front yard.
Shi Jiao looked at the Third Prince who was writing in the pavilion, and was secretly calculating in her heart.
In the previous life, the third prince was finally made the crown prince.
But not long after, Aying led the orcs to capture Liangdu.
He put all the royal family members in the dungeon.
"If I tell the Third Prince about the Orcs now and alert the Imperial Palace, that would be considered a meritorious service, right?"
When she was reborn, Shi Jiao wanted to find evidence to make a contribution, and use the credit to make her parents agree to let her be with the groom.
But now, Shi Jiao wants to make a contribution... and then marry into the palace.
Moreover, the more she looked at the Third Prince, the more she liked him.
But the groom at home was incompetent and weak, and the more I looked at him, the more I felt disgusted.
"The Third Prince."
"Your handwriting is really beautiful."
Shi Jiao took the initiative to step forward to say hello and even helped him grind ink.
"Who are you?" The third prince looked at the woman in front of him with curiosity.
"My name is Shi Jiao, and I'm the eldest daughter of the Shi family in Liangdu. Mingcui Tower is owned by my family."
Shi Jiao said this while looking at the third prince with a delicate look.
"oh."
The third prince responded somewhat coldly and picked up his pen to continue writing.
Suddenly he thought of something and looked up at Shi Jiao.
"You have a younger sister, right? I heard that the second young lady of the Shi family is very pure and lovely. Is she at the Flower Festival today?"
Shi Jiao stopped grinding ink and frowned slightly.
Just as I was thinking about how to answer, the third prince spoke again.
"Perhaps she hasn't had her coming-of-age ceremony yet? How old is she?"
Shi Jiao felt even more depressed.
The age difference between her and Shi Wu is only one and a half years.
According to Liangdu’s rules, matchmaking will begin after a woman completes her coming-of-age ceremony.
Shi Jiao was supposed to have held her coming-of-age ceremony last year, but for the sake of her groom, she persuaded her mother to wait until Shi Wu's coming-of-age ceremony so that they could hold it together.
The mother couldn't persuade her and had to do as she was told.
"She just had her coming-of-age ceremony. How did you, Third Prince... know about my sister?"
Shi Jiao and Ma Fu are childhood sweethearts. She has always been thinking about Ma Fu since she was young, and she thinks about how to date him every day.
The groom praised her generously, making her feel that she was the most beautiful woman in Liangdu, and she did not feel jealous of Shi Wu.
But now…
Everything seems to have changed.
"My second brother went to Mingcui Tower once two years ago. Your father took you two there to say hello to my second brother."
"My second brother said that the Shi family's youngest daughter is very beautiful, but unfortunately she is still too young."
Hearing this, Shi Jiao's face turned ugly.
She asked tentatively, "My sister is now an adult. What does the Third Prince intend to do..."
The third prince put down his pen, put his hands behind his back and looked at the sea of flowers in front of him.
"Your sister was also on my candidate list for this flower festival, but since she didn't come, then we are not destined to be together."
As he spoke, the Third Prince sighed softly, took out a list from his sleeve, and then tore it into pieces and threw it on the ground.
The list contained the names of the young ladies from various families, a total of nine.
He had seen the previous eight and didn't like any of them, so he gave up hope and wrote in this pavilion to calm his mind.
Since the last candidate Shi Wu did not come, his journey to the flower festival could end. He returned to the palace and followed his mother's arrangements.
"Third Prince!"
Shi Jiao was somewhat unwilling, so she stepped forward and grabbed the sleeve of the Third Prince.
"Look, can I?"
"I can help you. I know something about the young orc lord. He... is plotting to attack Liangdu."
After Shi Jiao finished speaking, she looked at the third prince expectantly.
But when the Third Prince heard these words, his face remained calm.
It seems like something insignificant.
"Third Prince, aren't you worried?" Shi Jiao asked in some confusion.
"Yeah." The Third Prince still spoke in a calm tone, then glanced at her tightly clutching his sleeve.
"I'm sorry, I..." Shi Jiao quickly let go of her hand and took a step back.
As she watched the Third Prince walk away, she couldn't calm down for a long time.
"The Third Prince has a very indifferent personality. I don't know what kind of woman he would like."
Shi Jiao muttered, but the image of the Third Prince could not be shaken off her mind.
It wasn't until the third prince disappeared from her sight that she came to her senses.
"Xiao Wu disappeared after she came in, and no one knows where she went."
Shi Jiao muttered and decided to go look for her.
He had already looked around the front yard, but didn't see Shi Wu.
"Where did you go?"
"The beast slave should be with her too, why don't we see any of them?"
As she spoke, she walked inside.
When I reached the small hill, I heard the sound of two people chatting.
She squatted carefully in the flowers and explored below, and saw two people hugging each other.
That sweet look is enviable.
Shi Jiao soon regained her senses and turned away quickly.
"What's the point of being gentle now? Once he becomes possessive, you'll regret it."
Shi Jiao walked along feeling somewhat depressed.
"Jiaojiao." A familiar voice sounded.
Shi Jiao raised her head and found that the coachman had come in at some point.
"What brought you here?"
"Is this where you're supposed to be?"
Shi Jiao said this while looking around in panic.
She seemed very afraid that others would find out that there was something unusual between her and the groom.
"I made a wreath and want to give it to you." The groom said as he presented the wreath he made with both hands.
In the past, every time the groom made something by hand, Shi Jiao was deeply moved.
It was something that money couldn't buy, and she treasured it very much.
But now she thinks differently and feels that the groom's love is cheap.
"It's so ugly. You deliberately want me to embarrass myself at the flower festival, don't you?"
"What young lady have you seen wearing such an ugly wreath?"
Shi Jiao angrily pushed his hand away, and then urged: "You should get out quickly too. If someone finds out later, how am I going to explain it to them..."
Shi Jiao frowned depressedly and walked forward with her head down.
She didn't notice the ferocious expression on the groom's face behind her.
"You've changed, my Jiaojiao, you've changed your heart..."
The groom held the wreath tightly with both hands, letting the thorns scratch his skin and drops of blood drip down the wreath.
"You've failed me, and I won't let you off easy."
He glared at Shi Jiao's back with gritted teeth, his whole body trembling.
"Shi Jiao, when you were with me, you were the one who said that anyone who betrays the other person would have to swallow a thousand needles."
"Don't worry, I will prepare a thousand needles for you soon."
Drops of blood fell to the ground and seeped into the soil.
The bloody smell was swallowed up bit by bit by the soil, just like his love, which was also swallowed up bit by bit by hatred at this moment.
There was only one thought in my mind, which was to destroy her!
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