Both worlds are like dreams

Xue Huang looked at him coldly. She didn't want to see him more than she was surprised.

Mo Yunchen moved the umbrella a little towards her, "You dared to come back here even though you knew I had been sending people to look for you. I am really surprised by you."

"Because I want to settle this account with you."

"Really?" Mo Yunchen smiled with interest, "I'm looking forward to it."

"Let's get in line." Xue Huang snatched the umbrella from him and left.

Mo Yunchen found it funny, took another umbrella from his follower and followed.

"Why are you following me?" Xue Huang asked coldly.

"I heard that you openly retaliated against the Shangshu's daughter at the imperial concubine's banquet?"

"Why?" Xue Huang asked calmly, "Are you here to support her?"

Mo Yunchen sneered, "Does she deserve it?"

"That's right," Xue Huang raised an eyebrow, "After all, she's not your daughter-in-law, so it's not your turn to support her."

Mo Yunchen's face darkened. Does this mean he is old?

"I can support you," he said in a tone as cold as ice, "How about I kill her for you?"

Xue Huang stopped and turned to look at his cold face. She knew he could do it.

"The prince and I are not that close yet. I can handle my own problems myself."

Although in the eyes of those noble ladies who had been pampered since childhood, she was just a girl from the mountains and not as noble as the daughters of wealthy families like them, so they secretly humiliated her.

But in Xue Huang's eyes, they stayed in Shangyang City and had never seen the vastness of the world, nor had they seen Xue Huang's blood-stained white clothes. They were not from the same world.

They posed no threat to her, so she didn't want to kill them.

Mo Yunchen sneered, "Your so-called solution is to deal with a group of stupid and ignorant daughters of aristocratic families?"

Xue Huang didn't say anything.

"You have unparalleled martial arts skills, outstanding achievements, and are the princess of two countries. Why do you lower yourself to compete with ants?"

"In your eyes, are they just ants?"

"good."

Xue Huang sneered, "You treat people like ants and their lives like grass. You are really high and mighty."

Mo Yunchen looked at the sarcasm on her lips and didn't care, "You are still so sharp-tongued."

"Your Highness, you are too kind." Xue Huang looked at him with a half-smile, the curve of her lips was cold and strange, "How can my sharp tongue compare to your cold-bloodedness?"

"I can be more enthusiastic about you, it all depends on what kind of value you can bring to me."

"I am also an ant. Your Majesty, if you try to be nice to me here, be careful not to lower your status."

Mo Yunchen smiled and looked at her cold and distant face. "Even if you are an ant, you are the most special one among the ants."

"So I should thank you for thinking highly of me?"

"Whether to look down on others or not is up to you."

Xue Huang sneered, "Please make it clear first. Your opinion has nothing to do with me." Really, does she need him to tell her what to do? Who cares whether she is an ant or an elephant in his eyes? "Stay away from me!" After saying that, she turned around and left.

Mo Yunchen stood there, looking at her back, his eyes flashing like a hunter's. He curled his lips, and his low voice was drowned in the sound of rain, barely audible: "Now that you're back, do you think you can still escape?"

Xue Huang turned a street and found that he was no longer following her. Seeing a stall selling umbrellas in front of her, she went to buy a new one, then left the one in her hand on the stall and continued walking back.

As a result, the rain stopped before we had walked far.

Xue Huang smiled helplessly. How could the rain change so suddenly? She turned around and returned the umbrella to the umbrella vendor without asking for money.

Just left.

She returned to the street in front of Jinxiu Tower and wanted to sneak in through the side door, but she saw a carriage approaching from the main gate. By the time she saw who was inside, it was too late to avoid it.

"Princess Changle."

"Greetings, Third Prince." Xue Huang said expressionlessly.

"What a coincidence!" The Third Prince got off the carriage and came to her warmly, "Where are you going? I'll give you a ride."

"No need." Xue Huang refused coldly.

"Why are you so polite?" Mo Yiming said with a smile. "We are destined to be together."

Xuehuang thought to herself, what is the fate between you and me?

Seeing that she didn't speak, Mo Yiming glanced at the Jinxiu Tower behind him, "Are you going to Jinxiu Tower? That's right, Princess Changle has been living here before. Why don't you take me in? We can have a chat."

"I have nothing to talk about with the Third Prince. Goodbye." Xue Huang walked past him and left.

Mo Yiming stopped her again and said, "You even went to Concubine Rong's banquet. Can't this prince invite you?"

"Noble Concubine Rong has His Majesty's approval, does Your Highness also have it?" Xue Huang asked calmly.

Mo Yiming smiled and said, "If the princess is willing, this prince can also ask the emperor for permission."

"Oh," Xue Huang replied calmly, "I don't want to."

Mo Yiming choked for a moment, "Then I'll be frank. Concubine Rong invited you to the banquet for my second brother, but my second brother already has a wife and will be getting married next month. I guess Princess Changle can't condescend to be a concubine, right?"

Xue Huang said nothing and let him continue chattering.

"But the position of my prince's principal wife is still vacant, and I have the full support of General Shen and King Han Xi behind me, so it is only a matter of time before I enter the East Palace. I know you have a good relationship with my fifth brother, but he alone cannot defeat General Shen's party. Princess, as a descendant of Guigu, now has the status of princess of two countries, why not join forces with us, and we will surely stir up some waves among the nine countries."

"Are you done?" Xue Huang asked calmly.

Mo Yiming was stunned, "That's it."

"Get out of the way!" Xue Huang spat out two words, not wanting to waste time talking to him. She didn't care what Concubine Rong was planning. She went to the banquet just for the emperor's sake. She didn't care whether she was the prince's wife or the queen. Was there something wrong with the third prince's brain?

Mo Yiming frowned and grabbed Xue Huang's wrist, "Wei Xue Huang, are you going to drink a forfeit for not accepting my toast?"

Xue Huang's eyes turned cold, she broke free with her backhand and grabbed Mo Ruilin's wrist and bent it back, "Third Prince, I have a grudge against General Shen and King Han Xi. You came to win me over. Do you have their consent?"

Mo Ruilin grimaced in pain and reached out with his other hand to hit her, but before he reached Xue Huang, she punched him in the eye and then kicked him to the ground, causing him to roll away.

The people watching nearby were all stunned. This girl was so brave. He was the third prince.