Su Huaixiao slowly raised his eyes, and Jiang Chen shivered fiercely at the sight of his cold eyes.

"Don't worry, the prince has already sent someone to investigate, and he will definitely find out the person who spreads rumors."

However, Su Huaixiao was only silent for a moment, "No need, the person who can say such things, this king knows it." ”

Hearing him say this, Jiang Chen was uneasy.

"Lord, if this word reaches the ears of the princess, I am afraid that it will cause misunderstanding again. Look, do you want to ask Miss Song to go back to her mansion first? ”

Song Hanxiao was handed over to the king by Lao Qi, if she was allowed to leave alone, she was afraid that she would be murdered as soon as she walked out of the gate of King Xiao's mansion. Besides, sending her back at this time just confirms the rumors. ”

"So what to do?"

"Unless the seventh man comes to pick up people in person."

"I'll go and invite the Seventh Prince tomorrow!"

Shu Huaixiao neither agreed nor refused, and seemed to hesitate.

Although Song Hanxiao is a long-cherished childhood sweetheart, she is also An Yueli's patient.

At the moment, An Yueli is angry and refuses to come back, if she can keep Song Hanxiao in the mansion often, there is still a reason to make An Yueli worry and come back from time to time to take a look.

But let Song Hanxiao go, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to find another reason to coax people back.

As he was talking, he saw a young man hurrying forward to salute.

"Lord Qi, there is news from the Anguo Mansion that Mrs. Jiang's parents have passed away, and a mourning hall will be set up tomorrow to mourn."

Su Huaixiao frowned imperceptibly, "How is the princess?" ”

"According to Huansha, Mrs. Jiang was devastated when she heard the news, and the princess is taking care of her."

Jiang Chen immediately spoke, "Lord Wang, let's go and prepare the gold." ”

Su Huaixiao added, "The king of tomorrow went to mourn in person. ”

Overnight, the Anguo Mansion built a mourning hall.

An Yueli personally sat in charge, not only inviting monks from the nearest temple to buy a dojo, but also responsible for reception affairs.

Due to her physical discomfort, Mrs. Jiang was forcibly sent back to rest by An Yueli after only staying in the first half of the night.

The sky had just dawned, and no one had come to pay their respects, but the carriage of the Xiao Wang's Mansion had already stopped in front of the Anguo Mansion.

An Yueli was dressed in plain clothes and guarded in the mourning hall, and the pure white daze was draped over her shoulders, lining her whole person to be slender and thin.

Hearing the familiar sound of a wheelchair, she slowly opened her eyes. The clear apricot eyes were faintly red because of staying up late, and the palm-sized face seemed to be more pointed, revealing a little tired sickness.

"Lord Xiao has arrived!"

With the sound of communication, the people who were busy around all stopped their movements.

There have been a lot of gossips about the two of them in the past few days, especially the part involving Song Hanxiao, which has become a topic of concern for everyone.

Even if it is forbidden to talk about the master in the house, it can't stop everyone from gossiping.

Seeing the man getting closer and closer, An Yueli's heart gradually accelerated as the distance shortened.

"Why is the prince here?"

The wheelchair stopped, and his expression was gentle.

"Your maternal grandparents have passed away, and this king should come to mourn."

In fact, according to his status as a prince, he really doesn't have to attend any activities for his wife's mother's family. But he chose to come anyway, and he was ahead of everyone.

An Yueli's pink lips pursed slightly, and there were ripples in her heart.

"The prince has a heart."

Su Huaixiao took the incense candles handed by Jiang Chen and worshipped, and sprinkled some paper money into the brazier.

An Yueli was quietly by the side from beginning to end, and the atmosphere between the two was gentle and calm, neither showing intimacy nor deliberately distancing, so that the people around them could not see the clues.

"How is Mrs. Jiang's health?"

"When my mother first learned the news yesterday, she fainted once, and when she woke up, she looked depressed."

An Yueli said and begged, "Lord, I want to stay in the Guogong Mansion for a few more days and accompany my mother to keep filial piety for my grandparents." ”

Su Huaixiao's action of throwing paper money paused slightly, "How long will it take?" ”

An Yueli pursed her lips, "Three months." ”

"As far as this king knows, the old lady Jiang and the old lady passed away last year. It was only that Mrs. Jiang was in poor health at that time, and the Jiang clan was afraid of stimulating Mrs. Jiang, so they deliberately suppressed the news. ”

Su Huaixiao turned to An Yueli as he spoke, and said word by word.

"According to the law of national etiquette, this situation only takes one month for the ancestors to keep filial piety."

"But ......"

"Xiaowang's Mansion can't live without a hostess." Shu Huaixiao interrupted her argument and reminded at the same time, "Besides, the patient you admitted is still living in this king's mansion. Since you promised the Seventh Prince to treat Song Hanxiao's illness, how can you stay in the Guogong Mansion forever. ”

As soon as he said this, the people around him suddenly realized.

It turned out that Song Hanxiao was sent to the Xiaowang Mansion by the Seventh Prince, and the other party was still An Yueli's patient, and the rumors of jealousy were all false, along with the news that Mrs. Jiang had fallen out with the clansmen was also false.

An Yueli's fingers hanging on her side moved, and she heard the meaning of her words.

A man who has never been afraid of gossip deliberately said these things to outsiders.

"I see."

An Yueli responded obediently, even if she didn't care about her reputation with Su Huaixiao, she couldn't even affect the innocent Song Hanxiao.

With that, the two fell silent at the same time.

"Princess."

Huansha pinched the right time to step forward, just to resolve the embarrassing atmosphere.

"It's still early now, and I think the prince hasn't had breakfast yet. The slave and maid prepared some porridge and side dishes, and the princess might as well use some with the prince.

Later, people will come to mourn one after another, and the princess is not hungry to receive guests. ”

Jiang Chen was also busy helping, "Huansha is right, our prince got up early, and he really hasn't had breakfast yet." ”

Hearing them say this, An Yueli naturally had no reason to refuse.

The two returned to the back hall for dinner, and when the food was ready, Jiang Chen glanced at Huansha and quietly retreated.

The door of the room closed gently, leaving only An Yueli and Shu Huaixiao.

Without outsiders to disturb him, Su Huaixiao naturally abandoned the wheelchair and got up to serve a bowl of hot porridge for the other party. He moves skillfully and naturally, as if he is used to doing something.

An Yueli looked at the other party's slender and powerful fingers, and couldn't help but think of the shocked and jealous eyes of the crown princess when she looked at her that day.

"The prince's daughter, how can you wronged yourself to do this."

"The porridge for your own princess is not a grievance."

An Yueli frowned, "What does the prince mean by this?" ”

Su Huaixiao gently put the snow-white porcelain bowl in front of her, propped it on the desk with one hand, and his long body turned against the sunlight outside the window, with a kind of dazzling handsomeness.

"What do I mean, you don't know?"

When he looked over, it made people feel that the whole world was an unimportant illusory bubble, and only he was cherished by the other party.

An Yueli maintained an indifferent look on her face, but her trembling eyelashes betrayed the fluctuations in her heart.

"I don't know."

"You know."