Chapter 115: Where is the princess going?
The two on the other side were stunned.
If it was a change of the past, Su Ziran would only laugh when she heard her say this, but something like that happened early this morning, as long as she thought of Jun Luohan's expression when she said that Ni Shang was pregnant, there was an unstoppable fire in her heart, and she couldn't help but retort: "This lantern was obviously given by Qiu'er, what does it have to do with the prince?" β
Although it is a very ordinary sentence, it contains a clear irony.
Jun Suoqiu handed the lantern forward a few more points, and said hurriedly: "Fourth sister-in-law, Qiu'er really just gave you this lantern for the fourth brother!" β
It's a quick deal!
Su Ziran couldn't give her a cold face, but when it came to that man, she was really hot, obviously he must be holding his warm fragrant nephrite in the Nishang Courtyard now, but Qiu'er wanted to talk nonsense with her, so she had to sneer helplessly: "Qiu'er, don't talk nonsense, the prince will be unhappy if he finds out." β
Seeing her frowning, Jun Suo Qiuton felt like crying without tears, and simply shook everything out: "Fourth sister-in-law, this lantern is made by the fourth brother himself, the peony, lotus, autumn chrysanthemum, and winter plum on it are all drawn by the fourth brother himself, and the mystery is also told by the fourth brother himself, and the fourth brother also asked Qiu'er to hand over this lantern to the fourth sister-in-law!" β
Okay, she admitted that she lied a little bit in the last sentence, the fourth brother's character, of course, it is impossible to explicitly tell her to hand over this lantern to the fourth sister-in-law or something, but the fourth brother clearly had a sense of jealousy when he saw the fourth sister-in-law and Prince Murong together in the private room, in the final analysis, the fourth brother tried to let her get this lantern, didn't he just change the way to give this lantern to the fourth sister-in-law!
Su Ziran was stunned, took the lantern with a flickering eye, and lowered her eyes slowly, her long eyelashes were like waving the wings of a butterfly.
When I took a closer look, I found that the patterns on the four sides of the lantern were indeed hand-painted as Qiu'er said, and such a wonderful and smooth painting technique was somewhat similar to that man. But the production of this lantern is also from his hand is very unexpected to her, I thought that he was a dignified prince, must be clothes to stretch out, food to open his mouth, I did not expect him to do such fine manual work.
Unexpectedly, the man was really there, but she searched around but didn't find it.
In fact, she herself felt strange, obviously she always couldn't see through that deep man, but whenever this happened, she could see it very clearly-he, it was impossible for him to say something like that, and it was impossible for Qiu'er to do this, I'm afraid that he made this lantern with the intention of giving it to the person in the Nishang Courtyard, right?
And she didn't take the lantern now because she believed Qiu'er's words, but because she didn't want to dwell on this matter anymore.
"Qiu'er, it's getting late, do you want us to send you back to the palace, or go back to your fourth brother?"
The smile on the corner of Jun Suoqiu's mouth froze for a moment, glanced at her a little embarrassedly, and sneered awkwardly: "Fourth sister-in-law, can you ...... Can you go back first...... Or go find the fourth brother......"
The voice behind was already weak, thanks to Su Zi's good ear dyeing, she raised her eyebrows, ignored the second half of the sentence, and looked back with interest: "Then Qiu'er be careful, I'll go back first." β
After greeting Murong Yan from the side, she walked away with a lantern.
The flush on Jun Suoqiu's face became more and more obvious, and he looked a little helpless when he hung his head and pursed his lips.
Murong Yan smiled politely and detachedly at her: "If the princess is fine, the palace will go back first." β
"Wait!" She jerked her head up, her innocent and panicked eyes like a frightened white rabbit, with a hint of obvious injury deep in her eyes.
His coldness towards her was so obvious that he didn't hide it at all. Shicai still uses "I" to talk to the fourth sister-in-law, and as soon as the fourth sister-in-law leaves, when she faces her, she immediately becomes "this palace".
"That...... Prince Murong," the corners of her mouth were still lightly pursed, and she opened her mouth hesitantly, and her jade-like white little face was already a red glow, "Can you ...... Can you say to my father and take me to the Enlightenment before you leave? β
That's clear enough, isn't it?
Murong Yan frowned and asked, "What does the princess mean by this?" β
Jun Suoqiu flattened her mouth aggrievedly, this kind of thing should not have been spoken by a woman, but she is cheerful by nature, and it doesn't matter who says it first, not to mention that this Prince Murong has no feelings for her, how could he notice her for no reason? With this mentality, she took the lead in putting forward what she thought in her heart, but her words were no longer hints at all, but real explicits, why did he still look like he didn't understand?
Determined, she slowly raised her eyes, and finally forced herself to look into his eyes: "I mean, I like you." And what I'm asking now is, will you marry me? β
Unexpectedly, she would suddenly become so direct, Murong Yan's eyes flashed, and he was stunned for a moment.
In fact, for him, although he is already a crown prince, and in the past year, he has gradually calmed down the civil strife and disputes in the Qisheng Dynasty, and his power has gradually stabilized, but if he can marry the most favored princess in Tianque, it will undoubtedly be a good help, and he will no longer have to worry about the old men in the court who are looking for faults all day long.
However, he couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart.
"Princess, this palace is not familiar with you, and it can even be said that you don't know any about it, so this palace can't agree to the princess's request."
Jun Suoqiu's body trembled, and his lips trembled.
She took two deep breaths, and the corners of her lips raised a big arc: "It's okay, if you are not familiar, you can slowly get acquainted with it, anyway, feelings can be cultivated, so what the prince said is not a big problem!" β
Murong Yanfeng's eyes swept her deeply, the expression on her face was dark and uncertain, but her thin lips clearly revealed a cool and thin breath. He paused word by word: "However, Bengong already has someone else in his heart, and he doesn't want to cultivate a relationship with the princess." β
So straightforward, without even half a minute of hesitation!
Obviously, seeing the figure of the woman opposite, she bit her lower lip stubbornly, her originally ruddy thin lips turned pale in an instant, his eyebrows tightened, and he repeated the words he had said at the beginning: "If there is nothing to do, this palace will leave first." β
Handsome, elegant, and gentle, this was her first impression of him.
But what about the facts?
She really couldn't imagine that a man with such a gentle appearance would reject a woman in such a direct and even cold way.
Maybe gentleness is true, but his gentleness is limited to some special people, just like when he stood beside his fourth sister-in-law just now.
When she reacted from his words, the corners of the ink-colored robe were already a few steps away, and a large number of smudged lotus petals rippled in the wind, and the figure elongated by various lights did not pause for half a minute, and left straight away.
"Murong Yan!" At this time, she had long forgotten what the "prince" was, but the name that she had pronounced thousands of times blurted out, "You said that you already have someone else in your heart, who is that other person?" β
The man in front of him didn't turn around, and his tone was so indifferent that he seemed to be about to burst into water: "This doesn't seem to have anything to do with the princess." β
"How is it irrelevant?" She asked in a sharp voice, originally wanting to say, she likes him, how can it be irrelevant?
But inexplicably, the words that come out have nothing to do with what you think in your heart.
"What you like is my fourth sister-in-law, my fourth brother's woman, how can it have nothing to do with me?" She screamed.
At this moment, she is crazy, and she is completely two people with her smart and unearthly appearance, like a woman who is sad and desperate to the extreme, hysterically fighting for the last glimmer of life.
Murong Yan's back stiffened, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he paused in place for a while, before he turned around, and his handsome and elegant face overflowed with a trace of cold light: "This palace has already said that no one has anything to do with the princess." β
At the end, when Jun Suoqiu was about to speak, he added in a strong tone: "Don't use your ideas to speculate on the thoughts of the palace, and don't trap your fourth sister-in-law in injustice because of your random speculation." β
With that, he left without looking back.
Jun Suoqiu stood in place in a daze, Xu was so aggrieved that he couldn't even shed tears, and his miserable little face was desolate with broken jade.
I don't know if he misunderstood, but she didn't mean to discredit the fourth sister-in-law when she said that, long before the fourth sister-in-law married the fourth brother, she liked her "purple dyeing sister" very much, and now it is impossible to destroy this love because of an unrequited love. And she knew that according to the fourth sister-in-law's personality, she would never do that kind of thing that disappointed her. That's why she asked like that, just to know who he likedβwas it wrong for a woman who couldn't succeed in courtship to know who her sweetheart really liked?
Su Ziran returned to Qingfeng Residence, and was already lying on the bed early in the morning, covered with a thick futon, tossing and turning, unable to sleep no matter what.
The lights in the room had not yet been extinguished, and the lantern on the table was clearly extinguished.
She stared at it for a long time, distraught, and finally rolled over and got out of bed and put on her clothes again.
Carrying the lantern, walking on the path leading to the Nishang Courtyard, she only felt more and more irritable in her heart, and she was not relieved before she achieved her wish.
Finally, she paused in front of the craggy rockery, hesitating whether to move on.
Flower lantern - from the very beginning she thought it was beautiful, really attracted her, and even she was very interested in the person who made the lantern, wondering what kind of person could integrate their emotions with a lantern so perfectly. But now that she knows, she can't convince herself to keep this lamp, even if she is reluctant, this is not something made for her, how can she forcibly hold on to it?
Clenched his palms, and the steps that had been stopped finally took him again, but he was unexpectedly stopped.
"It's late at night, where is the princess going?" The man's tone was gloomy with an inexplicable sullenness.