C11 (2/2)

”Naturally — no!”

Old Eighth and Old Fifteen heaved a long sigh of relief. This was a third Sister-in-Law worthy of their worship! No one noticed that the center of Ling Yexuan's brows, which had been tightly knitted, had unconsciously opened up. For some reason, he quietly heaved a sigh of relief. However, the words that came out were still sharp.

”The wangfei seems to have made a mistake. This King isn't here to discuss things with you!”

”I didn't discuss it with the prince either!” Qin Nuo laughed and then took a bite of the fruit. You and I have only been married for a few days, but the prince wants to report back to the emperor. Have you thought about the views of the emperor, empress dowager, and empress? Even if you are a prince and a prince, in order to spread the influence of the royal family, everyone would wish for you four to be our concubines. But no matter what, you have to wait until the wedding day before you can be justified. Your highness is someone with great ambition, he wouldn't even be able to consider this point. ”

Hearing Qin Nuo's words, Ol 'Eight raised his eyebrows and looked at Ling Yexuan, but didn't say anything.

Brother Fifteen continued to look at Qin Nuo with eyes of endless worship, as if her third Sister-in-Law was the only person in the room, as if she didn't put anyone else in her eyes at all.

Ling Yexuan did not say a word.

Actually, he hadn't intended to accept Shu Yi into the Palace right now. Other than the reason given by Qin Nuo, Shu Yi's injury was also one of them. Shu Yi was the woman he had always wanted to protect. Because of his marriage, she had already suffered an injury once, and he didn't want her to suffer another injury for him. Moreover, her wangfei was not taught any tricks, no matter what, he had to train her so that she wouldn't dare to bully Shu Yi!

Only, when the logic came out of Qin Nuo's mouth, he felt an unspeakable awkwardness, and couldn't help but sneer.

”Since wangfei can see the bigger picture, This King can't see it!”

Ol 'Eight raised his eyebrows once again. He had the urge to laugh, but the moment he opened his mouth, he felt two knife-like gazes coming his way. The eighth brother quickly put the fruit in his mouth and took a big bite, forcefully suppressing his laughter.

Ling Yexuan glared at Ol 'Eight fiercely, then looked at Qin Nuo again.

”Since that's the case, this king will wait for one month before accepting the lateral consort. I only hope that at that time, the wangfei can continue to be virtuous and virtuous, and not appear to be too petty. ”

With that said, Ling Yexuan stood up, flicked his sleeves, and walked out. Before he left, he didn't forget to cast a sidelong glance at the eighth brother.

Ol 'Eight quickly finished the fruit and stood up, holding onto Ol' Fifteen's small hand.

”It's gone, it's gone!” Didn't you see that your third brother has been angered again? ”

”What does third brother getting angry have to do with me …” Ol 'Five grumbled unhappily, but helplessly, it was lifted out by Ol' Eight without any trace of politeness.

Originally, when Old Eighth and Old Fifteen had arrived, Ming Liu had been waiting at the side to help them. However, when she saw Ling Yexuan come in and served him tea, she quietly slipped out.

She had served the Prince for so long that even though she felt that he was a little temperamental, ever since the Empress entered the palace, he had become a little too temperamental. It used to be the same once in ten days or half a month, but now, he couldn't wait to do it again every two or three days. Sometimes, it would be unpredictable several times a day.

As a girl, Ming Liu had a lot of pressure on her.

The first thing he saw was the prince striding out of the room angrily. His face was covered in dark clouds, as if he would get angry at any moment. Immediately after, the Fifteenth Prince was carried out by the Eighth Prince in a strange manner. The two of them were mumbling to each other, causing Ming Liu to immediately feel that the situation was not good. He hurriedly bowed to his lords and quickly dragged Peaches into the room. They saw the Empress eating the fruits slowly, with a small mouthful, exuding an indescribable elegance and indifference.

Ming Liu really didn't know whether to worship the Empress or not. If this continued, the patience of the prince would wear down, and in a fit of anger, the prince would get a few concubines from the lateral consort into his mansion — It was nothing much! In any case, the mansion already had many women. But, what if the prince gave up on Empress in a fit of rage?

Qin Nuo finally finished all the fruits, received the kernels from the peaches, wiped her hands, and smiled at the two girls.

”Which one of you is willing to leave the manor with me?”