Is the red handkerchief at King Qin's place
The old mama gasped, and looked at King Qin in disbelief.
What a joke!
I don't know when King Qin came back last night, but it's hard to imagine that he didn't drive this woman out of the Furong Courtyard. He walked out with her, probably in response to the palace's greetings.
How could it be possible to still have sex with this woman... and even wear a red handkerchief
This woman must be lying, but, how dare she tell such a lie in front of King Qin? Is she courting death
The old mother was full of conflicts, wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask more, and waited for King Qin's reaction in fear.
Unexpectedly, Long Feiye dropped the word "wait" and walked back in person.
Is this the rhythm to take
The old nanny covered her mouth in disbelief, and couldn't help but look at Murong Wanru who was peeking from the side. Han Yunxi followed curiously, but there was no one there.
"You...you..." The old nanny was very uneasy.
Do you want to do this and make them look like adulterers and whores!
Han Yunxi rolled her eyes, and leaned against the fence to wait. In fact, she didn't know what to do. God knows whether Long Feiye's red handkerchief would turn red.
She only thought of asking him to accompany her to pay her respects yesterday, but she didn't expect that there would be another problem. If there was no red handkerchief, even if he accompanied her to pay her respects, what would be the point
That thing could truly represent his acknowledgment of her.
Although she knew it was impossible, and she couldn't accept such a lie, Han Yunxi still had a small hope in her heart, after all, she was already married to him.
Long Feiye, you and I got married because of the emperor's order. I didn't force everything. If you can't resist the emperor's order, can you not put all the pressure on me, a woman
Han Yunxi lowered her eyes and leaned against the low wall to wait silently. The old lady was very anxious, pacing back and forth, and looked at her from time to time, as if she was some kind of monster.
Finally, Long Feiye came back, but his hands were empty.
Or did you decide to tell the truth, so you didn't even take anything? Han Yunxi tried her best to ignore the soreness in her heart, smiled, and didn't ask anything.
"Your Highness... Where's the handkerchief?" The old mother couldn't help but asked nervously.
But Long Feiye said: "I can just take it with me."
The old mother was shocked, "Your Highness... Your Highness wants to go to the concubine's place together?"
Long Feiye didn't answer the old lady, nor ignored Han Yunxi, and left after speaking, his legs were long and he walked very fast.
Han Yunxi's body reacted faster than her head, and she quickly caught up. She was nervous and her heart beat a little faster. How would this guy deal with it
Wanting to ask, but not knowing how to ask, I chased him all the way to the gate of Concubine Yi.
Standing at the gate was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. She was so thin that she would collapse in the wind. Her dress was a little simple, her appearance was pure, and her eyes were very gentle. This person is none other than Concubine Yi's adopted daughter, Murong Wanru.
Seeing them coming, Murong Wanru hurriedly stepped forward, and shyly called out, "Brother, are you coming too?"
Murong Wanru's voice was so soft that it could melt people's hearts, Han Yunxi had goosebumps all over her body, and secretly sighed, what a big delicate flower!
The delicate, soft, pitiful beauty was in front of his eyes, but unfortunately, Long Feiye just treated it like air, and didn't go back in without saying a word.
It turned out that this guy was so cold to anyone.
"elder brother… "
Murong Wanru let out another bone-chilling tenderness, revealing three points of grievance, and Han Yunxi trembled again, shaking off goose bumps all over the floor.
Unexpectedly, Murong Wanru looked at her, looked her up and down, a look of jealousy flashed in her eyes, but she had a kind smile on her face, "Sister-in-law, you are so beautiful!"
She said, holding Han Yunxi's arm affectionately, and comfortingly said, "My brother is just like that, don't mind. Come, I'll take you in."
Just now, it was obvious that she was being treated as air by Long Feiye. He said this as if she was the host and Han Yunxi was the guest.
No matter how good the adopted daughter is, the surname is not Long, and no matter how bad the daughter-in-law is, she is also the future hostess.
Han Yunxi smiled, "Thank you Miss Murong, I can go in by myself."
As he spoke, he pushed her hand away without a trace, and strode in.