Nan Huai didn't go back to the room immediately, but stood there for a while, lowering his eyelashes.
…
The head of the Yun family also heard about what happened last night.
Although strange.
But the one who married in was a prince of golden branches and jade leaves, so he didn't dare to ask any questions.
My daughter should know that.
In the lobby.
The head of the family sat at the highest position, next to him was the father of his prostitute Yun Xia, and other concubines and husbands.
Watching the two people outside the door walk in, everyone stood up quickly.
After all, the other party is a noble prince.
Everyone's eyes stopped on the young man, and they couldn't help but be amazed.
So beautiful... really peerless.
The young man wore a slender moon-white shirt, with a belt hooked around his waist, his black hair drooping slightly, against his fair complexion, his pupils were shallow, and the color was very beautiful.
Because they have become relatives, they regard their wives as their masters.
So the girl walked in front, and His Highness the little prince was half a step behind. After stepping into the lobby, he nodded politely and quietly to everyone.
He paused for a moment before his voice was cold, "Nanhuai, I have seen my mother-in-law and father-in-law..."
Yun Xia next to him glanced at him.
Tsk.
The little pitiful screamed so reluctantly.
... He didn't seem to call her wife master
Do you hate her so much
Doubt flashed across the girl's round pupils, she glanced at Nan Huai again, and then slowly lowered her eyes.
"Huai'er doesn't need to be too polite."
In front of the prince, the Patriarch didn't dare to put on airs, and hurriedly stepped down from the high seat, smiling, and stretched out his hand to help the prince himself.
Nan Huai frowned imperceptibly.
He resents being touched by anyone.
But at this time, it was the elders of the Yun family who came to help him personally, so it seemed too much to avoid it.
He pursed his thin lips, the bright red lips were pursed into a light straight line, and his lowered eyes were calm and breezy.
The hand reached out to him.
Suddenly, a slender hand was raised beside him, and he directly stopped the Patriarch.
The girl next to her lazily said: "Mother, you are an elder, so there is no reason to come down to help the younger one yourself. You can sit back and we will serve you tea."
She took a step forward and pushed the Patriarch back.
The young man blinked, his beautiful pupils were stunned, and subconsciously raised them to look at the other party.
But the girl didn't look back.
I didn't even look at him.
She seemed to be completely unintentional, without even looking at him, she directly supported the Patriarch back, and took the teacup from the servant next to him.
After Nan Huai was stunned, she stepped forward silently and stood quietly behind her.
The atmosphere in the lobby at this time is a little delicate.
Everyone dared not speak.
He is a little prince after all! Is it normal to give a hand? On the contrary, Yun Xia's words did not mean to respect His Highness at all.
Not so good…
The Patriarch's concubine, Husband, has long been displeased with Yun Xia, the prostitute.
At this moment, he immediately said: "Miss, His Highness Huai is the prince after all, and it is reasonable for the Patriarch to help him up in person, but it is you, it is too disrespectful of the identity of the royal family..."
The Great Demon King glanced over speechlessly.
The head of the family also said: "Yes, Huai'er is the prince, you..."
"Prince? Since you are married to me, you are your husband, so he will obey me."
The girl frowned slightly, as if she was impatient with this topic, her bright and round eyes looked over, and stared lightly at the young man's elegant eyebrows.
Being stared at by her, Nan Huai froze slightly.
"You still don't offer tea to mother?" Miss Yun was not polite at all.
And in full view.
The delicate and beautiful young man was stunned for a moment, then obediently said, and obediently picked up the teacup.
Everyone: "..."
(end of this chapter)