The sick king's bride to bring him good fortune

As Ruan Mozhu emerged from Wei Jingnan's study, she saw Su'er standing outside the door waiting for her. With a faint smile, she ignored Su'er and walked directly past her toward Nanmo Pavilion.

To be honest, she really didn't want to go back to Nanmo Pavilion. Just thinking about what happened in Nanmo Pavilion last night made her feel like her heart was blocked, and she could hardly breathe.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Su'er noticed that Ruan Mozhu had been sitting quietly without moving or speaking since returning from the study.

Although Su'er was loyal and straightforward, she was sometimes hard to understand. But thinking about the faint sounds of arguing coming from the study just now, Su'er could still guess what was going on. She knew that as the prince's subordinate, she shouldn't think like that.

But looking at the princess like this now, she still felt some resentment towards the prince.

After all, what can't a prince, a man, say to his wife? Why make her so sad?

Thinking of this, Su'er looked at Ruan Mozhu, who was staring outside, and sighed softly.

"Your Highness, did you quarrel with the Prince?" Seeing that Ruan Mozhu did not answer her for a long time, Su'er asked again. Unexpectedly, upon hearing Wei Jingnan's name, Ruan Mozhu suddenly stood up, looking at Su'er with dark eyes: "Don't mention him in front of me." After saying that, she turned and left.

"Eh, Your Highness?" Su'er was slightly taken aback. The look the princess had given her just now had a hint of sharpness in it. How could a young lady from a respectable family have such a look in her eyes?

Without thinking twice, Su'er quickly caught up with Ruan Mozhu ahead.

"Your Highness, where are you going?"

"Leaving the residence"

"Ah, Your Highness, you can't go out! Your Majesty, you just can't go out!" Upon hearing Ruan Mozhu's answer, Su'er quickly ran ahead to stop Ruan Mozhu.

"Get out of my way," Ruan Mozhu said coldly to Su'er, exuding an air of authority. This was a quality possessed by every police officer.

Such a display of power from Ruan Mozhu left Su'er stunned: "No, Your Highness, you—" She stammered, puzzled as to why the princess, a mere young lady, possessed such an imposing aura. However, focused solely on her mission, Su'er stood firmly in front of Ruan Mozhu, refusing to yield an inch.

"Your Highness, can we talk about this back at the palace? You cannot leave the palace."

No matter how much Su'er pleaded, Ruan Mozhu refused to leave, still staring at Su'er with sharp eyes, as if to say, "If you don't let me leave, I'll keep staring at you."

As the two were locked in a stalemate, Ming Jing strode over.

He first glanced at Ruan Mozhu with obvious impatience, his eyes growing increasingly warning.

"Su'er, His Highness wants you to accompany the Princess for a walk." With that, he skipped the formalities and walked past Ruan Mozhu.

With a bitter smile, Ruan Mozhu watched Ming Jing's retreating figure: See? This is the treatment Ruan Mozhu receives. Even the guards around Wei Jingnan can pretend not to see her, this so-called princess, without even glancing at her.

The things I just said to Wei Jingnan were like pulling a tiger's whiskers right in front of its mouth.

A mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth, but he quickly suppressed it and walked towards the gate of the Prince's Mansion.

Saying that Su'er should accompany her was nothing more than letting Su'er keep an eye on her; Ruan Mozhu could see that clearly.

Meanwhile, in Wei Jingnan's study, Wei Jingnan looked at Ming Jing who had returned, his eyes slightly narrowed: "Ming Jing, you must know that no matter what she has done, she is still my queen, your mistress." Although his voice was calm and unremarkable, no different from usual, Ming Jing could clearly hear the meaning behind his words.

Although he felt uncomfortable with Ruan Mozhu, he couldn't ignore Wei Jingnan's words.

"Yes," Mingjing replied through gritted teeth, having no choice but to suppress her displeasure with Ruan Mozhu.

"Alright, you can go now." Knowing what Ming Jing was thinking, he had no choice but to give up.

Seeing Ming Jing leave, Wei Jingnan reached out and rubbed his temples, his eyes somewhat unfocused as he looked at the teacup not far away.

He regretted what he had just said, but he thought Ruan Mozhu's temper was too fiery, and if he didn't give her a heads-up, who knew what trouble she might cause in the future? Although he was there to protect her,

Thinking about the scene of Ruan Mozhu and Luo Chenfeng arguing that the housekeeper reported today, my head started to ache again.

"Sigh." Wei Jingnan suddenly let out a soft sigh.

"Ruan Mozhu, Ruan Mozhu, what am I supposed to do with you?"

No one heard Wei Jingnan's sigh. At this moment, Ruan Mozhu, accompanied by Su'er, had already left the palace and was seeing the streets of ancient times for the first time.

Take a deep breath and slowly exhale.

Ruan Mozhu felt a little better after that.

"Your Highness, where are you going?" Su'er asked, glancing at the bustling crowd.

Upon hearing this, Ruan Mozhu suddenly turned around: "Su'er, can you go back? I'll go back by myself later. Can you leave me alone for a while?"

This article is from Kanshuwang Novels.