Miss Biao is Always Busy! [Quick Transmigration]

"Say it for a while, why did I wait so long."

Ning Qinghuan said in dissatisfaction, with a bulging face.

"Sister, don't be angry, I'm clarifying something with the fourth prince."

Jun Zishu sat beside Ning Qinghuan and poked Ning Qinghuan's bulging face.

"whats the matter?"

"Just now the Fourth Highness asked me if I want to marry him."

"What? I knew this person must be hitting your idea!"

Ning Qinghuan patted the small coffee table in the carriage with an angry face.

She knew that the four princes definitely had some thoughts about her lovely sister. She felt it a long time ago. For example, when she gave the jade pendant, she could send someone to return it the day after she picked it up, but I just left it in my place for a few months, and then gave it back to her sister after meeting. And this time, you can leave, and you can ask her sister to send it away. This is simply the heart of Sima Zhao, a passerby. Everybody knows!

"You didn't agree to him? What is good about marrying him? Although you have me as your backer, men have always been fortunate. There are more people who can hold you down. Just call him the princess, that's not a good thing. The person you are with is amazing. If you go against her, you will definitely be wronged."

Ning Qinghuan didn't know what she was talking about anymore, her mind was a little confused, but her mouth still uttered analytical words very logically.

"Sister rest assured, I didn't promise. Marrying such a big matter naturally has to be discussed with my sister, and I don't want to marry, I just want to be with my sister. I have no admiration for the Four Highnesses. "

"That's good."

Ning Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief. Although she didn't know why she was so angry and flustered in her heart, as if her sister was about to be snatched away, but it was almost the same. If she wanted to marry her sister, wouldn't it mean she had to **** it away?

For now, this is absolutely not possible.

A few days later, the four princes left with someone, and Jun Zishu kept Xiao Huaxian watching the movement there.

The fourth prince went there for a few months.

Jun Zishu lived a peaceful life as usual in Ningfu, but he was always worried about the situation on the side of the Fourth Prince.

Please hold on to this brother, if the GG is still the same as before, it will not be good.

More than two months after the four princes left, Xiao Huaxian finally conveyed good news to Jun Zishu.

[Host, he avoided that place and rested in other places, but was not in a hurry to come back, but was observing the situation there. 】

He estimates that it will take a while before he comes back. Of course, he has to grasp this opportunity to earn another reputation.

As expected by the book of gentlemen, the four princes remained there after healed.

The four princes learned from the book of gentleman that there would be a disease, of course, they must rush again to earn popular support, build momentum for themselves, and then bring two credits back.

If the four princes came back in such a hurry, Jun Zishu would instead consider whether he had chosen the wrong person. It is impossible for those who do big things to have no brains. Although it is dangerous, the rewards are also considerable.

After worrying about the four princes' side, Jun Zishu will continue to worry about his little cousin.

Ning Qinghuan is very unhappy recently, because she is going to be forced to learn to become a popular girl.

"Look at you, you are all fourteen years old, what is this embroidered? Mandarin ducks are not like mandarin ducks, and the purse is not the same!"

When Mrs. Ning said this, her brows could be crushed to death.

Ning Qinghuan mumbled and did not refute, and immediately put the embroidery pattern on the table after Mrs. Ning left, showing a liberated look.

Ning Qinghuan likes to dance knives and guns. He has been training every day since he was a child. Even though Mrs. Ning feels that she is not as good as she is, she does not look like a girl, but she can't hold back the persistence of General Ning and Qinghuan.

General Ning is quite happy that his daughter also likes this kind of stuff, and he happily teaches Ning Qinghuan to train every day.

Ning Qinghuan took a sword, a spear and a halberd, which made a whip, but the embroidery needle really made her useless.

"It's annoying me."

Ning Qinghuan looked at the gentleman book who was embroidering with a sad face, and rubbed it over.

"Sister, this embroiderer is about peace of mind, you, you are too impetuous, you can't calm down, naturally the embroidery will not be good."

Jun Zishu's fingers flexibly threaded the needle, his expression was a little helpless.

"I was very calm just now, but the embroidery is ugly. Why do I have to learn this? Anyway, I don’t have to make clothes and purse myself in the future. Isn’t there an embroiderer? If it doesn’t work, we can buy it on the street. ."

Ning Qinghuan really didn't understand the meaning of her doing this, anyway, she wouldn't use it in the future. She didn't need to do it, so she could just let the maid beside her do it?

"This... is probably a symbol of women's talent."

Jun Zishu replied, because this is what everyone thinks girls should learn.

"Talent, those people are indeed. I can do all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy, and calligraphy. In fact, I do too, but they are not very good.

Ning Qing said with a smile, continued to pick up the needle and thread on the table, and started embroidering.

"Sister, don't play anymore, let's embroider well, and later, my aunt will criticize you again."

"Got it."

At the end of autumn and early winter, the four princes returned triumphantly, carrying another piece of credit.

Jun Zishu began to have correspondence with the four princes, which of course was secret and did not let others know.

Even Ning Qinghuan, who was with Jun Zishu day and night, didn't notice any clues.

The book of gentleman stood on the side of the four princes in his own name, instead of binding the Ning family.

General Ning must have his own consideration of standing in line. On the surface, Jun Zishu is still a weak woman who doesn't know anything. Who would believe that she has something to do with the struggle for power.

The gentleman book has Xiaohuaxian in his hands, investigating and monitoring to know a lot of secrets, coupled with her offerings and strategies, won the trust of the four princes.

In another year, Ning Qinghuan and Jun Zishu were both fifteen years old.

This year, it also happened to be the Queen Mother’s 60th birthday. Many people pondered their minds and wanted to show off at the birthday banquet.

As Ning Qinghuan grew up, more and more people stared at her.

She has reached the age to marry, although she is still a little younger, but it is enough.

Whoever she marries, it means which side the General Mansion is on. Of course, if she is not married to a member of the royal family, then she can still maintain the surface neutrality.

Everyone thinks that Ning Qinghuan is very likely to marry the fifth prince. After all, her status is impossible to be a side concubine. The prince and the fourth prince already have a concubine, and the fifth prince has not yet, and they have known each other since childhood. , The relationship should be good.

But the people in the General's Mansion knew that it was impossible for Ning Qinghuan to marry the fifth prince.

Because a few months ago, Pei Xiuyun had already entered the Fifth Prince's Mansion and became a concubine.

That's right, concubine room.

Although Concubine Xian spoils her niece, Pei Xiuyun really has no way to bring any special use to the fifth prince. It is impossible for the concubine to be a concubine.

This is deviated from the fate in the memory of Jun Zishu, or the deviation has long existed. In the original fate, Pei Xiuyun entered the palace after Ning Qinghuan married the fifth prince, but it has not yet reached the point of time. She was already married.

Maybe it's because Ning Qinghuan is not there, so the relationship between these two people develops by leaps and bounds.

For the Queen Mother’s 60th birthday, Ning Qinghuan wanted to offer something and perform. Ning Qinghuan spent a day thinking about it at home and finally decided on the sword dance.

Ning Qinghuan is good at piano, chess, calligraphy, and calligraphy, but can't he do it? If you compare with others, it will be dwarfed by others. It is better to be good at playing.

Ning Qinghuan's proposal made General Ning's wife and Mrs. Gentleman very relieved. Not long before the Queen Mother's birthday, Ning Qinghuan stepped up to practice at home.

When Ning Qinghuan was practicing, Jun Zishu was watching and telling her what was good and what was bad.

Jun Zi Shu sat on a chair and watched the girls dancing in the yard.

Obviously they all eat the same meal. Ning Qinghuan smokes faster than Junzishu. In the past two years, Ning Qinghuan has grown a lot taller. Standing there, his body is slender and taller. The Junzishu is originally better than Ningqing. Huan Xiao has been a little bit short, and now he is more than half his head short, which makes Jun Zishu very distressed.

Jun Zishu thinks this may be a genetic problem, because General Ning is very tall, and Madam Ning is quite tall among women, so Ning Qinghuan is also tall.

Is the body of Jun Zishu in this body? The height of the father is average and the mother is shorter, so it is normal that he is not too tall.

Ning Qinghuan's figure is elegant, holding a soft sword that has not been bladed before, and dancing, every move and every move carries a sense of agility.

Although he was holding a sword in his hand, the aura on his body was also soft, complementing the soft sword in his hand.

But Jun Zishu knew that this was just what Ning Qinghuan showed. The real Ning Qinghuan has a much sharper momentum.

Flying flowers and falling leaves, Ning Qinghuan stepped on the trunk with a light backflip and landed in front of Jun Zishu.

With her clothes floating, Jun Zishu saw the smile on Ning Qinghuan's face and felt the soft sword that raised her chin.

"This girl, my son sees you look very good, how about going with my son and being the mandarin duck of bliss with my son?"

Ning Qinghuan smirked, as bright as the sunlight.

The leaves fell rustlingly beside them, and they were a little confused for a while.