Taking the initiative to remarry! The crazy prince is obsessed with me

Eunuch Shi immediately moved the chair next to him over and brought a cup of hot tea.

All the civil and military officials in the court were standing, only the emperor and the prince were sitting, and Murong Xuan was holding a cup of tea in his hand.

He tilted his head slightly as if he had just seen Shen Xiyue, his face full of surprise: "Hmm... is it Princess Huayang? What's wrong with her face? And her clothes are torn like this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor You'an's suppressed anger instantly rose again, pointing at Qi Xun and scolding: "It's all because of this bastard!"

Qi Xun’s face turned paler and paler.

I always feel that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince asked this question on purpose.

Before he could figure it out, Murong Xuan sighed again:

"It's being rumored that Prince Qi has fallen in love with someone else, and that he even set fire to his bride on the night of his wedding... I thought that these were deliberately spread by someone, and that a child of an aristocratic family would not do such a rebellious and foolish thing. I never thought that it was actually true."

Qi Xun: “…”

In less than a cup of tea, he felt for the second time what it felt like to add fuel to the fire.

Emperor You'an said without hesitation: "Prince, it's only two days before you leave for Jiangnan. If you want to go, you'll have to work harder. If you don't understand something, go ask Prime Minister Song. He was sent to Jiangnan when he was an official in the past."

At the end, he added with concern: "Don't tire yourself out, take your doctor with you."

After all, he is his own son, so he feels a little bit sorry for him.

Murong Xuan stood up from his chair: "Yes, thank you for your grace, father."

Emperor You'an nodded. Flood control was not a difficult task after all. If the prince wanted to go, let him go and take a look.

However, when he saw the prince, he calmed down a bit... He didn't know how long the prince's body could last, so he shouldn't block the paths of his other sons too much.

He looked at Qi Xun, whose face was dejected and almost crazy, and pinched his brows: "Drag him out and give him another fifty lashes! Go back to your Qi family and reflect on your mistakes!"

This means that he will be put under house arrest!

Qi Xun knelt on the ground, his whole body was shaky. He still couldn't figure out who posted the notice!

He was beaten twice, and Shen Xiyue asked for a divorce. He lost his mission to the south, and the emperor even put him under house arrest!

How can he live his life in the future?!

What's more, he had already been beaten with thirty sticks. If he was beaten with another fifty, would he still be alive?

The imperial guards who had just carried out the execution skillfully gagged him and dragged him out.

Lord Qi felt sorry for his son and wanted to plead for mercy, but when he looked up and met Emperor You'an's disgusted and disappointed gaze, he swallowed his words back in annoyance.

Forget it, son, it was your idea after all, so just bear with it for now.

"My dear ministers, if you have nothing else to do, please leave the court!"

Emperor You'an was suppressing his anger and looked very tired.

"promise."

In the end, this matter was vaguely implicated in the prince, and the emperor's thoughts were unclear. Who dared to speak?

......

When walking out of the hall, Shen Xiyue felt dazed.

The emperor actually agreed to her divorce from Qi Xun!

After she left Wenyuanhou Mansion, the fear in her heart became less.

Her cousin volunteered to supervise the execution of Qi Xun, and she followed her uncle, Prime Minister Song.

Prime Minister Song was distressed: "Xiyue, don't worry, just go back home and live well after the divorce. Don't be afraid of the wound on your face, your uncle will find the best doctor for you! Also, your uncle will ask someone to carry your dowry back to you later..."

Just as Shen Xiyue was about to explain that her facial injury was fake, a gentle voice as warm as the wind rang out of nowhere: "Prime Minister Song, the doctor in my mansion is very skilled and can treat the princess."

Shen Xiyue: "......"

Shen Xiyue subconsciously wanted to refuse. Why should she see a doctor?

What's the "wound" on her face? Could it be that Murong Xuan didn't know?

What does he want to do?

But there were so many people around at the moment that she couldn't explain!

She lowered her eyes and remained silent.

Prime Minister Song did not hesitate to be polite with Murong Xuan and accepted his proposal. After all, Doctor Mu in the Prince's Mansion was famous for his excellent medical skills.

"Princess Huayang." Murong Xuan suddenly turned around and called her in a low voice.

He showed no emotion, and Shen Xiyue pretended to be serious: "What's the matter?"

"Where are you going to move your dowry? I'll help you move it."

Shen Xiyue thought for a moment and said, "Let's put it in the Princess's Mansion."

It was not a good thing to carry back the dowry that had been carried out. Her uncle had been very protective of her, and she also had to consider the reputation of the Song family.

The house awarded by the emperor is kept clean all year round and is very spacious.

Murong Xuan looked at her, said nothing, and nodded slightly.

If I remember correctly, the princess's mansion awarded to her by the emperor was right opposite the back door of his own prince's mansion.

The group left the palace and returned to the Prince's Mansion.

The servants in the mansion welcomed the guest into the main hall.

Shen Xiyue finally found an opportunity to explain to Prime Minister Song.

"Uncle, the wound on my face is fake...I found out last night that Qi Xun didn't want to save me and wanted me to die. So I pretended to be like this when I went to complain today."

She spoke half-truthfully and just picked Murong Xuan out.

Prime Minister Song was of course on the side of his niece. He was delighted when he heard the words: "Really? I'm glad Xiyue is fine! Uncle was still worried... You did a good job on this matter. The Qi family really deserves it!"

Shen Xiyue nodded: "It's true."

As he said this, he raised his hand and tore off the fake scars on his face to show his uncle.

Prime Minister Song said hurriedly, "Okay, put it up. Just leave it like this for now. Later, your uncle will ask your cousin to report them and ask the Qi family to compensate you for the money you spent on your face treatment."

Shen Xiyue: "......"

The prime minister is indeed the prime minister!

Prime Minister Song said, turning his head to look at Murong Xuan and said, "Although the princess's face is fake, I would like to thank His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for his kindness. I do have some experience in disaster relief in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Your Highness, would you like to listen?"

Murong Xuan chuckled: "Prime Minister Song is very polite. I am all ears."

Prime Minister Song and Murong Xuan went to the study to discuss matters, and Shen Xiyue just sat here idly.

After a while, Shuang Ye came over with a cup of hot tea and said in a very familiar manner, "Princess, you are back. His Highness specially asked the kitchen to make some roasted lamb from Western Xinjiang. We will be able to eat it soon!"

came back?

That's right...

Shen Xiyue suddenly felt a surge of sadness in her heart.

For two lifetimes, ever since I came to the capital, there has been no real Western Xinjiang anymore.

But Murong Xuan actually specifically instructed the kitchen to make her roasted lamb from Western Xinjiang.

Shuang Ye chirped: "What are you daydreaming about? Princess, please tell me quickly, did everything go well today?"

Shen Xiyue smiled, with both sides of her lips naturally curled up, with a hint of cunning:

"It went smoothly! You dressed me up like this, so how could it not go smoothly? I tell you..."

She picked out things that could be talked about and talked to Shuangye. The two of them got along better and better as they talked. Even when the prince sent Maoping over several times to urge her to come over for dinner, the two of them were still chattering.

Until Murong Xuan came to invite him personally.

He stood at the door, frowning slightly: "The maid will take you home and we can talk slowly. Come and have dinner."

Shen Xiyue: "......"