Jiang Ying was also very surprised after learning about this matter that Zhi'er agreed to.
Originally, she thought her uncle had come up with another bad idea to bully his favorite rival.
But on the third day of the month, when Bai Zhi'er invited Jiang Ying and Fang Youzhen into the palace for a visit and mentioned this topic, Jiang Ying smiled sweetly.
"The Prince is so nice, marrying me... oh, no, marrying him is his good fortune."
Bai Zhi'er and Fang Youzhen silently looked at her.
Fang Youzhen couldn't help correcting: "Don't you mean that marrying him is your good fortune?"
Jiang Ying nodded with a teacup in her hands, smiling: "Mm-hmm, that's right!"
Bai Zhi'er looked at her suspiciously: "But Sister Jiang, I remember you said before that my uncle is arrogant and you'd rather marry a frog than him."
Jiang Ying was drinking tea and almost spit it out.
Back then, Prince Qing was always teasing her, so she said such things in a fit of anger.
