Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

Chapter 77: The Love of Imagination and the Spoiled Prince vs. the Princess Forced to Engage in Mach

Wen Ling followed and moved closer to the crowd. The people in front of her surrounded her tightly. She had just followed the queen to the front when someone covered her eyes before she could see clearly.

"Don't look."

Shen Jingyou gritted his teeth and looked at He Zixuan, whose clothes were disheveled, lying on the ground. He was extremely angry and didn't know how much she had seen.

"I haven't seen anything yet."

Wen Ling probably knew what the scene was like. It was not until two servants threw two pieces of clothing to the two people on the ground that Wen Ling was able to see the light again.

The people on the ground were Zhong Wanxin and He Zixuan.

Both of them were in a state of disarray, and Zhong Wanxin burst into tears. He Zixuan's mother quickly walked over and slapped Zhong Wanxin in the face.

"Bitch, how dare you seduce my son."

Zhong Wanxin's mother's eyes were red as she hugged her daughter tightly.

"Okay, what a disgrace."

Only when the Queen's impatient voice sounded did He's mother stand up straight.

"what happened?"

She can ignore the Zhong family, but since the He family has surrendered to her, she has to show her attitude as well.

"What else could it be? This bitch shamelessly seduced my son."

Zhong Wan felt aggrieved. It was clearly He Zixuan who suddenly went crazy and dragged her to the corner behind the rock and tore her clothes off without a care in the world.

But she couldn't speak. If she spoke, she would offend He Zixuan. If she didn't speak, maybe she could get some sympathy from him in the future.

The two people on the ground were silent, and the queen waved her hand.

"Since you haven't said anything, I'm not wronging you. So, just handle your own affairs. Keep it low. If you get to His Majesty, I won't be able to protect you."

"It's all gone."

Wen Ling raised her eyes and looked at Wen Li opposite her from a distance. There was no doubt who was responsible for this.

With so much commotion happening in just a short while, Emperor An Cheng returned home in a dull mood, and Wen Ling, as a good daughter, naturally hurried to follow.

The royal manor was built in a grand style, with groups of people wandering around in twos and threes.

In the pavilion next to the lake, Shen Jingyou and his friends were drinking tea boredly.

"I'm not saying anything bad about Master Shen, but you've fallen for the gentleness of a princess. You're teaching her how to ride a horse and giving her a chance to vent her anger. You're full of concern."

Everyone in the pavilion burst into laughter.

Shen Jingyou tilted his head and glanced at Cui Yian, "Why not?"

If he didn't realize his feelings for Wen Ling, wouldn't he be extremely stupid?

Cui Yian was stunned when he heard this, and he put his arm on his shoulders and stared with his eyes wide open.

"Brother, are you serious?"

"Then you should pay attention."

Su Qinghe suddenly spoke, and Shen Jingyou looked over in confusion.

"A few days ago, Princess Xuanning came to see my father, accompanied by a guard. However, the guard didn't act like a guard at all. He spoke to the princess in a familiar manner, and his demeanor didn't resemble that of a subordinate addressing his master."

Cui Yian scoffed, "What does that mean? Maybe the princess just values ​​that guard more."

Su Qinghe chuckled, "What a coincidence! This guard is exactly the one we saw accompanying the princess shopping in the teahouse that day."

As soon as these words came out, Shen Jingyou's eyelashes drooped.

There was one thing Su Qinghe hadn't mentioned: he hadn't expected Princess Xuanning to persuade his old man to become the Sixth Prince's teacher. There had to be something going on, but his old man wouldn't tell him.

He did have a bold guess, but he felt it was a little absurd.

Ever since returning from the Royal Manor, Wen Ling felt that something was wrong with Shen Jingyou. One of the reasons was that he cared too much about her.

She was so concerned about her all day long, adding clothes for her when she was cold, pouring her tea when she was thirsty, and picking up food for her from time to time during meals. Su Rou even thought that the princess might have some leverage over her son.

The main reason is that she doesn't understand her son yet. He can't stay still and feels uncomfortable if he doesn't go out for a walk every day. Now that he is better, he doesn't go out to play either and just stays around the princess all day.

"Tell your mother straight up, have you done anything bad and the princess has evidence against you?"

Su Rou's serious expression made Shen Jingyou laugh and cry, but after he explained the reason, Su Rou was the one who was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"Then you better work harder. You are such a jerk. I'm afraid the princess won't like you."

Shen Jingyou pouted. Who would say that about his own son?

The second reason is that Shen Jingyou cares too much about the people around her.

Not only did he observe all the servants she brought out of the palace, he also asked her indirectly why she didn't have any guards.

This left Wen Ling confused.

"Really? But Su Qinghe told me that you brought a guard with you when you went to his house."

Shen Jingyou clenched his hands, his eyes panicking.

"Don't get me wrong, I am just curious."

The real purpose was not to drink, but Shen Jingyou still felt a little guilty as he suppressed the little thoughts in his heart.

Wen Ling touched her nose. She didn't see Su Qinghe the day she went to see Su Shuxing.

"Ah, hi, you mean him? He's my bodyguard, but I didn't station him at the Duke's Mansion. I only call him out when I need him."

Wen Ling chuckled twice and began to feel guilty.

It's not that she doesn't trust Shen Jingyou, but this is also a party dispute, and it's not convenient for him to get involved, so it's better for him to not know about it.

"But you just said you didn't have any guards."

Facing his sharp gaze, Wen Ling smiled, "Isn't it because I don't use him often that I've forgotten about him?"

He didn't believe it. If it really wasn't used often, how could he have encountered it twice after they had just been married?

He was clearly lying, and the more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I felt.

The third-floor pavilion of the newly opened Baile Tower in Beijing was filled with the aroma of red oil hot pot. Cui Yian was enjoying the spiciness.

“This pot is really good.”

Cui Yian took out a piece of beef and dipped it in the specially prepared sesame sauce. It tasted so delicious.

Liu Changce, who had just returned to Beijing from an overseas assignment, pointed to his oil sauce and said, "Dip this in, it's delicious too."

Cui Yian tried it and found that the one with sesame sauce tasted better.

"So you think the princess is lying to you?"

Shen Jingyou poked the bowl with his chopsticks and nodded.

Liu Changce waved his hand and said, "Maybe it's just a coincidence. The princess used him twice, and you encountered him twice."

Cui Yian picked up another piece of meat and said, "How could such a coincidence happen in the world?"

Su Qinghe closed the fan and said, "I went back and questioned the maidservant in the old man's yard. She said that Princess Xuanning talked to my old man for a long time. Later, the princess came out on her own and waited outside the door for a while before the guard came out."

Cui Yian sniffed at the spiciness. "Isn't that the end of me? What does a guard need to talk to a minister in private? And he makes the princess condescend to wait outside. What kind of status does this person have?"

Liu Changce also said, "It seems that the princess really lied. After your analysis, I am curious about this guard I have never met before."

Looking at Shen Jingyou who was not interested in drinking tea, he said, "Hey brother, after all, I am the principal wife. As long as you and the princess don't divorce, you are all concubines."

Cui Yian waved his sleeves heroically, but Shen Jingyou was not comforted.

He thought of the agreement he had asked Wen Ling to sign on their wedding night, one of the clauses of which was that if one party proposed a divorce, the other party could not refuse.

The more he thought about it, the colder he felt. He seemed to see Wen Ling holding the man's hand and walking up to him and telling him that she wanted a divorce.

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