On the night of the broken engagement, the paranoid prince came to me crying and asking for my statu

The effect of the concentration incense took effect, and Su Sui'an's eyelids began to fight uncontrollably. In a half-awake state, she seemed to see the masked man in black who approached her that night. In a blink of an eye, the brocade handkerchief used by the man in black to cover his face fell off, revealing Rong Xian's face...

The black-clothed man's cold eyes and Rong Xian's innocent gaze kept intersecting, and Su Sui'an slept very uneasy in his dream.

But she wanted to open her eyes but couldn't. She didn't know how much time had passed before she slowly felt tired.

When she finally fell into a deep sleep, her mind was filled with the thought: Rong Xian is a liar.

...

"She was so alert that it was hard for her to sleep well."

Ninth Prince's Mansion.

Rong Xian was dressed in black for nighttime wear, drinking by himself at the round table in Murong Qi's bedroom, looking a little dejected.

Murong Qi, wearing an exquisite inner garment, fanned him attentively and persuaded him tirelessly.

"So, let's not waste our time on her, okay?"

Rong Xian raised his eyes and glanced at Murong Qi lightly.

With just one glance, Murong Qi felt like he had been to the gates of hell.

He was about to cry.

"Brother, if you really like her, can't I help you snatch her away? Look at you, you've been going through so much trouble, lowering your status to be someone's accountant, and personally preparing some kind of tranquilizing gel. After all this back and forth, in the end you still have to climb over the wall and through the window like a thief to see her..."

"You've made me lose all my face."

After saying that, Murong Qi collapsed on the bed.

Looking at the tent ceiling with exquisite animal patterns, he complained weakly, "If you keep going like this, maybe when I get old and die, I may not even be able to drink at your wedding."

Rong Xian pulled off his black hair scarf and threw it at Murong Qi, "You only think about eating every day. Do you have no other pursuits in life besides eating?"

Murong Qi sat up with his hair scarf in his hand, looking disgusted, and muttered in frustration, "Also, I can live a long life."

Rong Xian's expression changed slightly, and the words that were about to scold him turned into, "With me here, you can't die even if you want to, unless you insist on doing it."

His voice was clear and mellow, completely different from the clear and gentle voice he had in front of Su Sui'an.

Murong Qi curled his lips, "Don't be so confident. The Crown Prince and the Third Prince are starting to make moves. It's no secret that you've returned to Luojing. Soon you'll become their target."

Rong Xian rubbed the bridge of his nose.

Compared to this matter, another matter gave him a headache...

Almost at the moment when he thought of a woman, Zhuang Zhou's voice came vaguely from outside.

"Your Highness, it must be... Madam said she knows that the young master is in your room now, and you have half an hour to call him out, otherwise..."

Before Zhuang Zhou could finish his words, Murong Qi jumped back onto the bed as if he had seen a ghost and covered his entire body with the quilt.

An unclear voice came out from under the quilt, "Cousin, I'll leave your mother to you. I'm sleepy and I'm going to sleep. I won't get up until the sky falls. Don't look for me if you have nothing else. That's it."

Rong Xian took a few deep breaths, suppressed the irritability in his heart, opened the door and left Murong Qi's dormitory with a fearless attitude.

...

After leaving Murong Qi's bedroom, Rong Xian immediately saw the beautiful woman looking out of Murong Qi's bedroom.

The beautiful woman looked to be in her early thirties, and her facial features were about 60% similar to Rongxian.

"Mother, why are you here so late at night?"

Rong Xian kept calling "Mother", but his pace did not slow down at all.

The beautiful woman, Mu Xiaoxiao, trotted after him and slapped Rong Xian on the back with her backhand.

The "pop" sound was particularly crisp and loud in the quiet night.

"You little brat, do you think your mother is meddling in your affairs? Isn't it enough for your mother to care about you?"

Rong Xian seemed not to feel the slap from Mu Xiaoxiao, and snorted coldly, "You are just idle."

"What do you mean by idle? Let me tell you, I have already seen the girl that you love the most." Mu Xiaoxiao raised her head proudly and gave Rong Xian a provocative smile.

"Have you seen him?" Rong Xian stopped and frowned, "Do you know who he is?"

"Did Xiao Qizi send someone to tell me? She's Su Kang's daughter, and mother knows her."

Mu Xiaoxiao straightened her back and smiled proudly, as proud as a rooster.

"Son, you have a good eye. Mother also likes this daughter-in-law. If you don't bring her back to our palace this year, mother will personally take action."

Knowing Mu Xiaoxiao's character of not giving up until she achieves her goal, Rong Xian's temples were throbbing, "Don't be so hasty, you'll be exposed."

"Don't worry, it won't happen. I'll ask Xiao Qizi to put me in Changping Marquis Mansion in a few days, and I'll help you deal with your mother-in-law." Mu Xiaoxiao had an expression that said "leave it to me" and patted Rong Xian's shoulder on tiptoe. "If it doesn't work, we'll reveal our identities and ask your father to help you bring the girl back."

Rong Xian: “…”

He really couldn't expect anything good to come out of his mother's mouth.

...

The thank-you banquet arrived as scheduled.

The Changping Marquis Mansion was more lively than ever before.

Over the years, except for the banquet granted by the Emperor when Su Kang returned from a victorious battle, the Changping Marquis' Mansion has not held any other large banquets.

Now that a banquet has finally been held, even though it is for the second wife, the one who gets married in the end is still his Wan'er. Isn't it equivalent to a thank-you banquet for his first wife?

Su Qishun was so happy that he felt very cheerful.

She personally drew Hong's eyebrows and did her makeup early in the morning.

"My Tong'er is always dignified and charming no matter what time it is."

When he was in a good mood, Su Qishun kept saying sweet words one after another.

Hong did not reject his kindness, but her good expression was no longer as good as before.

Su Qishun continued to coax her patiently, "I know that I beat Aunt Dai a few days ago, which made you feel uneasy, but Tong'er, you should also think about my face. I was just angry for a moment, but you are so persistent..."

"My Lord," Hong concealed the coldness in her eyes, took Su Qishun's hand and covered his mouth, and looked at him tenderly, "Today is a happy day, I don't want to argue with you and lose face. Since you have sent that woman away, I don't want to pursue it anymore. I just hope that you can cherish the person in front of you in the future."

After saying this, she lowered her head shyly.

Although Hong was pretty, she had a very strong personality in the past, and Su Qishun's respect for her was greater than any love between a man and a woman.

But today she has become so gentle and considerate, and she is dressed up. There is a sense of dignity and nobility about her whole body, which is completely different from her daunting dominance in the past. Su Qishun couldn't help but feel his throat tighten.

With a slightly hoarse voice, he called out to Hong, "Tong'er..."