He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes covered the light color in his eyes, and asked plainly: "If you think someone hates you, will you be annoyed to see him in the future?"
The servant boy let out a cry, and didn't understand what His Royal Highness was asking this for, but after thinking about it, he answered honestly:
"Isn't that a matter of course... People hate me, so the relationship is naturally not good. Wouldn't it be more troublesome to meet... It makes people unhappy. Besides, why would you want to meet someone who hates you?"
The young man's expression calmed down slightly, while the servant boy continued to mutter: "Since he hates me... don't I hate him?"
The truth is so simple.
His Highness the little prince suddenly turned his face to the side, his long eyelashes covered the light in his eyes, and he was quiet, unable to see the boy's expression.
After the servant boy returned, he was puzzled again: "Why does Your Highness ask this?"
The young man looked up at him silently.
The servant boy couldn't help but startled.
In the other party's beautiful eyes, there was a calm and indifferent emotion, without any waves.
The young man pursed his lips, his voice was cold, and he couldn't hear any emotion: "It's nothing. Take these things away."
The waiter responded.
Nan Huai watched him pack up the presents, thinking vaguely in his mind.
There is another point that he didn't say.
—If you first say that you don’t want to contact the person you don’t want to meet, it’s still the person who hates you.
Is it more annoying to see each other
probably.
Looking at this well-furnished wedding room, he thought silently in his heart, now, everything is going according to the most hoped-for appearance.
No one would disturb his peaceful life, and he didn't have to worry about dealing with his wife.
Not to be disgusted by other people's touch.
Entering Yun Mansion, the best result I imagined is what it looks like now.
As for other people seeing him would be annoying...
Probably a good thing too.
The more annoying you are, the farther away you will be from him.
He doesn't like her. So naturally, the farther the distance the better.
There is absolutely no basis for why Miss Yun is nice to him. They have only known each other for a day, and there will be no other reason.
Either for status, or for appearance, no matter which... it makes people feel disgusting.
The young man frowned, with elegant eyebrows, his mood was calm and calm, without any waves.
Flat and silent.
…
I didn't see him for a few days.
The front yard is specially designated for the daughter-in-law, and a study is set up for office work, where Yun Xia usually stays. So she didn't allow people to go there, because she really didn't want to meet.
Nan Huai paused holding the teacup, looking at the pattering rain outside the window.
The young man's slender and white hands were fair in color, slender and beautiful, and he remained motionless while holding on to the teacup.
The servant boy refilled the tea and babbled, "Miss Yun has been busy with college affairs these days, and I heard that she has created some kind of relief fund... Many poor students are grateful to her!"
His tone was flattered: "Miss Yun is really a powerful person, and now the whole capital envies you for having such a good wife."
The boy didn't speak.
The white fingertips stroked the rim of the cup, with an indifferent expression.
"But I heard that because of this, Prime Minister Mo always trips up Miss Yun." The servant boy frowned, and was about to say a few more words, but suddenly realized that His Highness disliked Miss Yun.
He suddenly smiled and said, "... Forget it, maybe His Highness doesn't like to hear this either."
The young man was slightly startled, looked up at him, pursed his thin lips, and subconsciously said: "I..."
(end of this chapter)