The hero fell for the cannon fodder maid.

He Jingming and Xiao Wanyue both heard this very ambiguous voice, and the charming atmosphere between them was broken.

The window of the room was not completely closed, so you could just see the upper bodies of the two people. It was really unbearable to look at.

Who is so bold as to do such a shameful thing in Prince Duan's Mansion?

Xiao Wanyue's eyes were filled with gossip. She was really curious. This was a rare opportunity...

Oh, it feels so dry. She didn't go to see a doctor for stye, but the person next to her seemed a little abnormal, even his breathing was a little disordered. It turned out that men are creatures who think about their lower body.

If He Jingming heard what she was thinking, he would definitely want to kiss her mouth until it was swollen, and then explain that he knew this person.

This man saw that he had lost power, so he called a group of people to beat him up. Fortunately, he was skilled in martial arts, so he was not beaten to death by this group of people. He had already forgotten about this matter, but this man actually came to him, so he couldn't blame him.

He would never forget this man's face. Perhaps it was because he hadn't appeared in front of him in the past year or so, so he hadn't thought of him.

The old grudges will not be swept aside so easily.

Who says he is a vindictive person?

He Jingming figured it out and breathed steadily, then he threw a stone outside. The person outside cried out, and the woman screamed, her voice trembling as she said, "Master, you scratched me and it's all red. It hurts."

The man cursed, "Which bastard hit your grandfather? Get out here, or I'll teach you a lesson."

He was also beaten and almost crippled, which really disturbed his own fun.

He looked around and didn't see anyone. He began to suspect that it was this woman who beat him and almost made him lose his humanity.

"Did you just hit me, bitch? Damn woman, I won't let you off easily."

After the man finished speaking, he started punching and kicking the woman in front of him.

Xiao Wanyue: ………………!!!

She was shocked. She never expected this man to be like this. He was really not a human being.

You blame everything on women. You are not good enough, but you blame others. You are really rubbish. Your world view is ruined. You feel dirty when you look at them for even a second.

Xiao Wanyue pinched He Jingming. Don’t think she didn’t know that this man had just thrown stones at the two of them.

The man cursed and swore, and the woman didn't dare to say a word after being beaten and could only cry silently. Then he dragged the woman away roughly.

After the two left, the surrounding environment began to freshen up, and they could no longer stay here.

Xiao Wanyue wanted to go to the banquet and take a look. She saw several pots of precious chrysanthemums, and it would be great if she could plant them in her space.

Xiao Wanyue pulled He Jingming and said, "Let's go to the front hall and admire the chrysanthemums."

He Jingming glanced at the two people holding hands, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll do as you say."

The two of them arrived at the front hall, where the atmosphere was very lively. How could a banquet be without the accompaniment of poetry and songs? They were beating drums, passing flowers, and reciting poems.

Zhao Jingyu and Zheng Tiaodi were among them, and there were many more young ladies from official families.

Xiao Wanyue was not interested in these things at all, mainly because she didn't know how to do them. She had graduated from high school many years ago and had almost forgotten everything she should have.

You have to know that her senior year in high school was the time when she had the most knowledge in her life, and that was the peak of her poetry recitation.

She prefers studying various herbs to reciting poems.

Unfortunately, some people just wouldn't let her have her wish. She only heard a woman's voice ringing in her ears: "Why is this girl leaving? Why not come and have some fun with everyone?"

Xiao Wanyue: "Neither will I."

The noble ladies present didn't dare to say a word, for they knew that this incredibly beautiful woman had a very close relationship with the emperor, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

Obviously, the person who was provoking Xiao Wanyue didn't see it.

Xiao Wanyue didn't know why the woman in front of her was making things difficult for her. She didn't do anything.

He Jingming on the side was unhappy. How dare this man make things difficult for his woman?

This is the daughter of Prince Nanhe. This woman has been pestering him since he ascended the throne. He really wants to kill her with a knife, but Prince Nanhe is a member of the royal family after all, so he cannot go too far.

The Prince of Nanhe is the son of the eldest princess and a sister of his father. However, their relationship with his aunt's family is just average. They have never made things difficult for him, nor have they helped him, so they can be considered neutral.

He Jingming: "Is this what the Prince of Nanhe taught you?"

Nanhe County Lord Qian Chuchu looked at Xiao Wanyue with an unwilling expression, her lips pouting as if she was aggrieved.

Xiao Wanyue: I didn’t say that, what do you mean by looking at me like that?

Qian Chuchu didn't dare to do anything else. Xiao Wanyue sat somewhere casually and watched them play. She had no desire to participate at all.

Qian Chuchu thought to himself: Why does the emperor treat that beautiful woman like this? What is her identity?

She couldn't be a poor person who went to the Zhennan Palace to beg for money. She hadn't heard any news about the Xiao family. Maybe this woman was just a beautiful vase.

Brother Yi was just dazzled by her for a moment.

But since Brother Yi was so angry, she couldn't do anything to that woman.

I can only sit there dryly.

The game of passing the flower while beating the drum was still going on. This time it was Zhao Jingyu who beat the drum, and the flower was passed from one person's hand to another. The person who caught the flower had to write a poem. Zhao Jingyu asked that person to write a poem on the theme of peach blossoms.

The woman thought for a moment and composed a peach blossom poem, which was admired by everyone.

Xiao Wanyue also appreciated the beauties' poetry and couplets. The next time, a flower landed in front of Xiao Wanyue, and everyone looked at her with unclear meaning.

Xiao Wanyue: These people have ill intentions towards her.

Zhao Jingyu thought Xiao Wanyue must know everything, so she was not worried at all and just casually gave a lecture on Lihua.

When Xiao Wanyue heard that this question was simple, she said, "I know how to do it."

"The pear blossoms are pale white, the willows are deep green; when the catkins fly, the city is filled with flowers."

Everyone was surprised when they heard it. They didn't expect Xiao Wanyue could write such a brilliant sentence. They all admired her for a moment. She was a talented woman with real talent and knowledge.

They are truly shallow and ignorant. They want to laugh at others, but they don't realize that they are the biggest joke.

After that, no one came to bother Xiao Wanyue anymore. In fact, it was understandable. After all, she and He Jingming were so close, and they wanted to move up the ladder, so it was normal for them to target her. But maybe these people were pointing the finger at the wrong person? They shouldn't have thrown themselves into He Jingming's arms.

They are all cowards, with the will but not the courage to do anything. Of course, she must hate people like them.

No woman likes other women to covet her future husband.

However, He Jingming's identity is coveted by many people.

Xiao Wanyue hasn't realized that she cares more and more about He Jingming now. She doesn't like others coveting him.

Xiao Wanyue was really bored, so she went to appreciate the flowers with He Jingming. She looked for rare varieties among the flowers and had a lot of fun.

He Jingming had just asked He Chuan to deal with that man. Tang Ping, the son of a royal merchant, it was time for them to pay the price.