Chapter 117: Why Do You Even Have to Eat This Vinegar?
It's only halfway through the conversation, but I don't know how to continue.
Do you want him to say, Su Ziran, this king suddenly remembered who you are?
is so hypocritical, he really can't open his mouth.
After waiting for a long time and not seeing anything else, the woman in front of her turned her head slightly, her eyes were light: "What does the prince want to say?" β
There was nothing but coldness on her indifferent little face, as if the reason why she asked this question now was just a routine, and she wasn't really curious about what he wanted to say.
The man sighed almost inaudibly, and involuntarily blurted out: "Why do you say that the lantern should belong to Nishang?" β
I didn't expect him to talk about this suddenly, Su Ziran frowned, the matter has already passed, I didn't say it last night, but now I came to settle old accounts with her?
She scoffed, "Am I wrong?" The lantern made by the prince himself is not for Ni Xiang, will it be for me? β
His eyes flashed, and without thinking about it, he asked, "Why not?" β
Obviously seeing a trace of astonishment flashing in the woman's eyes, he lowered his eyes helplessly, and opened his eyes a little unnaturally.
"In fact, when I first started making that lantern, this king didn't want to give it to anyone, but when he painted those four paintings and built the lantern shelf, this king couldn't help but think of you. So when the king knew that you wanted the lantern, he wanted to give it to you. β
Speaking of this, he didn't know what he was feeling in his heart, and his phoenix eyes glanced at her deeply: "But at that time, you were with Murong Yan, and this king didn't want you to think that he gave you the lamp, so this king let Qiu'er guess the lantern riddle." Because this king knows that Qiu'er will definitely give you the lantern. β
Su Ziran's long eyelashes trembled, and she wanted to raise her eyes in surprise, but they flickered and drooped down when she was halfway up.
Is this an explanation?
Was it because you realized that what you did to her last night was too much, so you explained it to her?
If such an explanation had come a few days earlier, maybe she would have been flattered, but after she knew that Nishang was pregnant, she felt ironic no matter how she thought about it.
Curling her lips bitterly, she found herself unable to find the proper words to answer his words for a moment.
Fortunately, all this seemed to have been expected by the man, he didn't even raise his eyebrows, slowly turned sideways, took three incense sticks for himself, and stood in front of the stone tablet.
Su Ziran glanced at him, then bowed three times in front of the stone tablet, and said in a low voice: "Mother, Ziran has come to see you." β
She took a small step sideways, watching the man walk up to where she had just stood, doing the same movements as her, her eyebrows slightly condensed.
"Mother, I'm Zi Ran's husband, let's come and see my mother with Zi Ran."
The man's deep voice slowly flowed, Su Ziran only felt that his heart involuntarily contracted, his eyes were confused, and he stopped to look at his angular side face in a daze, and the sunlight shining from the sky gilded his long figure with a hazy color.
Not "this king", but "me".
The man's words continued: "Please rest assured, in the future, I will take good care of Zi Dye." β
Su Ziran hooked her lips, and the expression in her eyes was dark and uncertain.
Maybe he remembered what happened when he was a child, so he opened his mouth to explain to her for the first time, and it will be like this, right?
After going around and around for so long, it turned out that she had already unconsciously become accustomed to his indifference and indifference, and she had long lost the initial expectation of when he would remember her.
Three days later.
Ni Shoin.
The incense is swirling, the candle flame is jumping, and the bustling bead curtain of the room is shining brightly.
The woman dressed as a noble lady leaned lazily on the soft couch, wearing a golden step on her head, wearing a South Sea pearl on her neck, but there was a trace of cold glow in the depths of her eyes that did not match her graceful bearing.
Xiaohe was worried and comforted: "Madame, don't be angry, after all, she is the princess, and it is only natural for the prince to hand over the finances of the palace to her." β
"What did you say?" Nishang raised her eyes sharply and glared at her fiercely, "Even you think the prince is doing the right thing?" β
She shook her head again and again: "The slave doesn't think that the prince has done anything wrong, but the prince has already done this, if the lady has so much to do with the prince, wouldn't it give the princess a chance to take advantage of?" β
"Do you want me to watch the prince treat her well?" Ni Sheng yelled bitterly, and the golden step on her head shook with her indignant action of twisting the silk handkerchief, "The prince doesn't know what's going on in the past two days, not only did he give her the account book of the palace, but he also went to Qingfeng Ju to accompany her to eat all day long!" β
Xiaohe hurriedly relieved her: "Madame, don't worry, she is the princess after all, and the prince doesn't want to be honest when she does this, so it's understandable." After the child in the lady's womb is born, isn't it the eldest son of the prince? At that time, Madame must have what she wants, and see what she still has the ability to make waves! β
"Really?" Nishang frowned in disbelief, and suddenly seemed to remember something, her pupils shrank, and her anger turned even more, "No, I don't want to wait later!" Wait any longer, if she even has a child, what capital do I have to talk about the future? β
"Madame......" Xiaohe was startled by her sudden madness.
She clenched her palms fiercely, her fingers turned white, and she bit her lower lip stubbornly: "She is the princess, her child is the princess of the palace, I will never give her that opportunity, and I must not let her conceive the prince's child while I am pregnant!" β
"Madame, rest assured, the prince will never be like that, the prince only loves his wife alone!"
Ni Shang's body shook, and she couldn't say anything more.
Do you want her to tell a maid that she thinks the prince still loves her, but it's not just her who loves her?
Maybe even the prince himself doesn't know that in the past six months of getting along, his life has long been affected by Su Ziran's woman, and that woman has gradually appeared in his eyes.
If it was before, if someone provoked her, the prince would never ask the reason, and would directly drive the person away, but since Su Ziran entered the mansion, everything seems to have changed slightly-for Su Ziran, the prince is extremely merciful, and there has never been a substantial punishment.
At first, she thought that this was because Su Ziran was the princess, and the prince couldn't punish her for some trivial things, so as not to be difficult to explain to the emperor and Concubine Lian. On the other hand, she was also very confident, feeling that according to the woman's appearance, it would be impossible to attract the attention of the prince, let alone snatch the prince from her.
But slowly she found out that it was not that the prince couldn't punish Su Ziran, he just didn't want toβeven if Su Ziran did so many things against the prince, the prince didn't want to punish her in any way!
Her chest rose and fell uncontrollably, and with a great sense of grievance and anger, she "hissed" and pulled the silk handkerchief in her hand.
Xiaohe was shocked, she didn't know which sentence she had said wrongly, which made her wife even more angry than before.
Fortunately, at this time, a maid came to knock on the door: "Madam, the fetal pill is here." β
Xiaohe looked at Ni Shang's face, walked quickly to the door, took the fetal medicine from the maid's hand, closed the door tightly, and stirred the medicine with a spoon a few times, while walking back to Ni Shang's side and handing over the medicine bowl in his hand.
"Madame, quickly extinguish the fire, a pregnant person must not be angry, it is not good for the child in the womb. What's more, if Mrs. is angry with others, then it is really not worth it! β
Nishang snorted coldly, ignoring the hands stretched out in mid-air.
Xiaohe laughed flatteringly, and looked at her cautiously with bright eyes: "While the medicine is still hot, Madame should drink it quickly." β
"What to drink!" Ni Shang suddenly slapped the case, and glanced at her with an angry face.
Before the rest of the words could be spoken, the door was suddenly pushed open with a "creak".
Before the figure arrived, the voice came first: "Who is Nishang angry about?" β
What followed was a man in a white robe, with a face like a crown of jade, a smile on his lips, and a thick doting between his eyebrows.
Nishang looked at him stunned, this man, she has been watching it for two years, but she never gets tired of looking at it, that handsome face even makes her a woman jealous, the more she looks at it, the more she feels that she is deeply trapped and can't extricate herself.
Slowly coming back to her senses, she narrowed her eyes and said angrily: "Why is the prince here?" β
The man waved his hand and motioned for Xiaohe to step back.
"Don't you want to see this king?" He smiled lowly, and there seemed to be a charm between his slightly raised eyes.
With the dense candle flame in the room, the man's backlit phoenix eyes were deep, as if he wanted to suck the whole person in.
"Of course not!" Ni Shang was almost lost in his gentle smile, she was secretly annoyed not to look at his eyes, flattened her mouth aggrievedly, and turned sideways angrily, "But isn't the prince at the princess's sister's, why do you still want to get Ni Shang?" β
The man shook his head helplessly: "Why do you even want to eat this vinegar?" β
Walking to her side, he smoothed her sideburns and slightly messy hair, smiled dotingly, and then picked up the bowl of fetal pills on the table.
"This king is in this neon courtyard every night, aren't you still at ease?" He scooped a spoonful of the medicinal juice and slowly brought it to her mouth: "After all, it is the princess personally selected by the mother, if this king has not even seen her twice routinely during the day, how can this king explain to his mother?" β
Nishang turned her head, but she refused to drink, and shouted coquettishly: "But the prince even gave her the account book of the palace!" β
"The bookkeeper in the house has returned to his hometown, and he can't be reassured for a while." The man hooked his lips and smiled slightly, "When Nishang gives birth to the child in her womb and raises her body, this king will hand over the account book of the palace to Nishang, so good?" β
Ni Shang was surprised.
"Really?" She will be skeptical.
The man nodded, and reluctantly sent the spoon forward for two points: "You can drink medicine now, right?" β
The corners of her mouth were a smile that could not be hidden, and she was satisfied with the spoon that the man stretched out, and drank the medicine one by one.
A bowl of medicine quickly bottomed out.