"Eldest sister-in-law, have you seen the young prince of Prince Ding's residence?" Zhao Yingying asked slowly after she entered the room and made small talk with Jiang Xi for a while.
'Prince Ding's residence's young prince?' Jiang Xi thought for a moment. "Ah, is he the prince who barged into the street and injured his brain when he was seven years old? "
"I've never seen him before, but I've heard of him," Jiang Xi said seriously. She had only taken a quick look at him before, so she had not seen him before. However, he was quite interesting and knew how to play the fool.
Zhao Yingying twisted her handkerchief in a coy manner. "He gave me a poem, I ..." Although she had lived two lives, her heart was still pure. She had been locked up in the backyard for two lives, so how could she not be pure? Now, she was somewhat resistant to men. Moreover, Prince Ding's residence's young prince was a fool...
