Kang Yuerong frowned indifferently because of his tone, "Would I not listen to this kind of thing? I always don't listen to you only when you say something that shouldn't be said."
"When I left Linglan Pavilion, I clearly reminded you that you should change your shoes. Have you listened?"
"When did you say that?"
"I said it as soon as I went out."
"You didn't say it!"
"You didn't listen."
When the two said this, there seemed to be icy ridges flying in all directions, and their eyes were not gracious little cares.
Gong Jiao'er knelt on the ground and suddenly felt cold all over.
The first time she met, this kind of quarrel was a cold-hearted couple.
If this happens to the ears of the father and the queen, I don't know how many things will extend.
She had no choice but to write on the paper, "Don't quarrel with the two elders, I'm going to Linglan Pavilion."
"This is a good boy!" Kang Yuerong got up hurriedly and took her in her arms. "Let me go and see your mother. She has been sullen, afraid that you will be out of the palace again. I heard that you haven't had a relationship in the past two days. Your father said something well."
Gong Jiao'er nodded hurriedly, but couldn't help but glance at Yuqiong teasingly.
The imperial grandmother is not without others in her heart, at least, she is concerned about her mother's queen.
Outside the palace, there was a news that spread like wildfire, that Princess Jiaoer... became a dumb person no one wanted.
However, it was a different scene in the palace.
The people in the palace could move things into the Linglan Pavilion. That night, the princes and princesses came to help move the things themselves. Even the pregnant Chun Yuman helped take light things like square pillows, and Yu Jinman. Slowly follow everyone behind.
They all silently helped her tacitly, taking care of her face and state of mind, no one commented on the whole thing.
Gong Jiao'er was moved by their thoughtfulness, and she didn't know what to say, so she didn't say anything at all.
The busy crowd, unanimously gave way on the palace road.
Gong Jiao'er walked at the end, carrying the jewelry box, wondering, but a figure in a purple robe came closer.
The man's hair was disheveled, his chin and jaws were black with scum, and he was dressed in a purple robe, with a few drops of blood on the corners, but it was dry and dark red. It seemed that he had not changed his robe for many days.
It wasn't until the figure in the purple embroidered dragon brocade robe came close that Gong Jiao'er recognized that this man was her enemy for 300 years, Yu Wushang.
"Is this moving away?"
She nodded, and the maid added hurriedly, "It is the second prince and concubine who will live in this palace in the future, so the princess has to move out."
He raised his eyebrows without sorrow, but without a look of surprise, the cold and deep eagle eyes, sunken in his eye sockets, shining like fire, always staring at the woman who made him want to eat.
"Where to move?"
The maid said hurriedly, "Linglan Pavilion."
Gong Jiao'er turned his face to one side, and Liu frowned, unwilling to look at him more. But couldn't figure out what happened to him. Marriage, shouldn't it be happily? Why are you so embarrassed
The fire in Wushang's eyes immediately dissipated, and he couldn't help but snorted, "Why don't you just move away? Go to Gong's house or your uncle's house, wherever is good, why stay in the palace?"
Hey? What's the tone of this person? Gong Jiao'er raised his eyes angrily and glared at him.
The palace lady couldn't help being anxious, "Second prince, my master does not prevent you from getting married!"
Wushang raised his hand and fiddled with the maid, and walked directly between the master and servant, "I don't feel in the mood to get married when I see your master."
After speaking, he arrived at the door of his bedroom coldly, and kicked open the door of the Golden Spike.
"Come on, wait and take a shower. The prince wants to get married, so he should be clean."
His deep and unruly voice came from the palace, shaking people's eardrums.
Gong Jiao'er's pretty face was cold and tense. Seeing that everyone was still looking at him playfully, she couldn't help becoming more irritable.
He is the one who did the wrong thing, how can it be as if she did it wrong
She won't move away, what can he do
Early in the morning, Yu Chen went to Linglan Pavilion to greet the emperor's grandfather and the emperor's grandmother, and went along with Gong Jiao'er to greet the father and the queen, and then they went out of the palace together.
He is going to the racecourse, and Gong Jiao'er is going to the drugstore to check business.
It was the most common thing that the two went so smoothly, and they had also been so smoothly for a hundred years.
In the eyes of some people, it has deteriorated.
The two people's hanging-shaded wagons were going out of the palace one after the other. By coincidence, Le Zhengxi, Leng Mengwu, Xuanyuan Cang, and a group of Leng Mengwu brothers and sisters were welcoming people who entered the palace outside.
"Oh, isn't this the dumb princess? Why did you hook on to the prince Yuchen just after being left out by the second prince?"
It was Leng Mengwu's immediate elder brother who spoke.
Gong Jiao'er turned a deaf ear, but Yu Chen had a violent temper. He couldn't hold back his anger, so he got out of the car and kicked the person, "Dog-like things!"
Leng Mengwu hurriedly came over and stood in between the two of them. After a long time of persuasion, Yu Chen got into the carriage.
However, after he took his seat, he heard a certain sister of Leng Mengwu whisper.
"Mengwu, I like this. If you marry the second prince and become a princess, remember to give this to me."
Yu Chen suddenly became disgusted, so he said to Gong Jiao'er, "Jiao'er, let's get married as soon as possible!"
Gong Jiao'er turned around on the carriage in front and gave him a dumbfounded look. Wasn't it just that the woman was attracted to him? Is he so hungry that he doesn't choose food
She turned her head back, but saw Wushang leading a team of guards and an eight-horse horse-drawn wagon walking towards the gate of the palace.
Wushang also recognized her carriage, drove the horse hurriedly, and was near in no time.
Gong Jiao'er noticed that the gold gauze hanging down on the Chinese car was sitting on the two of Leng Wanyan and his wife. Behind them, there were several concubine rooms of Leng Wanyan and other children.
Yes, he will take up the role of son-in-law now.
She turned her head to avoid Wushang Lengrui's complicated sight, but saw Leng Mengwu rushing past the carriage.
"Wu Shang, discussed with you last night to pick up my parents. If you can't go, why did you go in person again?"
"This prince is their son-in-law, so I should go in person. Besides, I want to surprise you." He said, glanced at Gong Jiao'er without a trace, then waved his hand and ordered the guard and carriage behind, "Let Jiaoer and Chen'er will go there first."
Leng Mengwu hurriedly said, "Since everyone will meet at first sight in the future, it is better to meet everyone."
Gong Jiao'er didn't let the coachman stop, and went straight by.
Yu Chen also urged the carriage to move fast, but heard Wushang say in a cold voice, "Chen'er, come back to drink at night."
Yu Chen angrily shouted, "No time!"
"Boy, are you looking for a fight?"
Gong Jiao'er reminded herself not to think about it, he was just joking with Yu Chen, not because Yu Chen said he was going to marry her and was jealous.
He and her have nothing to do with each other ever since.
However, those good things can't be regarded as never happened.
Three hundred years, how should she give up? Her nose was slightly sour, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to press the bridge of her nose.
Wushang was looking back at her carriage, through the gauze curtain, taking that simple little action as wiping away tears.
This strategy led the snake out of the hole, effortlessly, the Leng family was greedy for money and profit, and everything that could come was here.
However, he was most afraid, Jiao'er was so heartbroken in no one, crying secretly.
The stunning face became paler, it was originally round and beautiful, but after a few days of illness, he became thin and gloomy.
Seeing her speechless, the pain can only be held in his heart, and he is pained like a knife.
Shrouded in the burgundy cape and hood, the skin with powdered jade and glamour, the exquisite and gorgeous makeup, as before, has the fierce and stunning beauty of the merchants' battlefield.
She used the most luxurious and exquisite armor to arm herself impeccably, concealing her broken heart and wounds all over her body. She was lonely and arrogant and elegant, making herself look like she had nothing missing.
After fighting for three hundred years, she was very sensitive to his eyes when she was a little baby.
The carriage rolled forward unhurriedly. She sat on the wide golden soft chair. She never looked back, but her eyes seemed to grow behind her. She clearly saw that the eagle eyes were as hot as fire and terrifyingly powerful. Staring on his back.
She straightened up immediately, not daring to do anything that she shouldn't have done.
When the two were already five feet apart, the sound of horseshoes from behind vibrated the eardrum... and gradually approached.
She looked ahead, without turning her head to look at him.
What is he doing? Eating from the bowl and looking at the pot, or is she not bad enough for her injury
"Still unable to speak?"
He asked this knowingly.
"I heard Rulu say that your throat hurts..."
Shen Hou's male voice is uninhibited and gentle, seemingly concerned, but it can easily be misunderstood as a mockery.
The people at the gate of the palace were all looking at him questioningly, and also listening to the conversation between him and Gong Jiao'er.
But he didn't care about those eyes and listening, his back was like a green pine, handsome and majestic, and calm.
Her lips were tight and she still didn't look at her at all.
He smiled disapprovingly, took out a small red agate bottle from his sleeve and handed it over.
"Rulu's ability is no better than An Fenggui's handwriting. Healing you, she herself is afraid of being punished. Her mother is busy, and she rarely refining medicines. This is what I brought from Emperor Ke's side. The pill that used to cure hundreds of poisons was better, just take one pill a day."
The coachman listened silently, and stopped the carriage wittily.
Gong Jiao'er sits stiffly, hesitating, hesitating... Still hesitating... Why is he
He held the medicine bottle, unswervingly, waiting patiently for her to pick it up, as if he could wait till the end.
Gong Jiao'er irritably opened the gauze curtain, reached for the medicine bottle... and refused to look at him.
Suddenly he took the medicine bottle back again, teasing her like a child, with an unruly smile in his eyes.
She grabbed a hole and couldn't help glaring at him in irritation, her eyes touched, and a dull pain in her heart suddenly, she wished that he could immediately catch his handsome face with a wicked smile beyond recognition.
He loosened the horse's rein, supported her hand with red silk gloves with one hand, and placed the medicine bottle on her palm with the other, closing her fingers.
The warm temperature followed the back of her fingers and hands and climbed onto her arms, making her heart sullen for a while.
She was anxious to stop, but he held on to her wrist, and had to move an inch, and flicked a ball on her forehead.
"This medicine can cure the throat, but it can't cure your stupid. It's a pity that you can't eat walnuts to replenish your brain. Drink more good sweets and drink less pig blood. Otherwise, the more you drink, the more stupid you become.
After speaking, he turned his horse's head and returned to the palace.
Jun Yan suddenly returned to his solemn and icy majesty appearance. He was different from the previous moment. With a wave of his hand, he led the team to move forward, bringing his so-called future father-in-law and mother-in-law into the palace gate.
Gong Jiao'er held the medicine bottle and couldn't help but look back. The carriages of the Leng family were so tightly blocked that they couldn't see the back.
But I vaguely heard Leng Mengwu ask him, "Wu Shang, why do you still care about Jiao'er like this?"
He sneered, "You robbed her of her palace, shouldn't you compensate her?"
"You... You are getting married with me, how can you care about other women?"
"Don't worry, I will only care about you in the future, and I will only look at you on weekdays!"
Leng Mengwu snorted angrily, then turned to talk to her parents.
Gong Jiao'er's carriage went on the road, rolling forward slowly, her eyes were still sore and burning uncontrollably, and she wished she could not throw the medicine on the road.