The little girl was eating cakes and humming a tuneless tune in her mouth. When she was happy, a little eunuch appeared out of nowhere and knocked her staggering. The cakes in her hand and the ones in her sleeves all fell to the ground. The girl was dumbfounded.
But the culprit was hiding behind the old locust tree, maliciously guessing whether she was crying or not.
After looking around for a week, the girl's eyes fell on the old locust tree. She tilted her head and asked, "My name is Dong Mingzhu, what's yours?"
Zhao Jiang was shocked, maybe he had been discovered. After hesitating for a while, he was ready to stand up. Of course, a man must have the responsibility of a man.
But at this time, the girl left.
After the girl left, a voice sounded under the old locust tree;
Zhao Jiang, why are you bullying her? I heard that she is likely to be your queen in the future.
Zhao Jiang, who was looking at the girl's departure, blushed and shouted, I will not marry that sycophant's daughter...