As he spoke, he glanced at himself with a very suggestive look.
Shen Xihe remained indifferent and waited for his next words.
"It's a pity that I still have to endure another year..." Xiao Huayong sighed, "The night is long, I can't sleep alone, my quilt is cold and dewy..."
It started again. He began to sigh and turn around again, just like a resentful woman in the boudoir.
"Your Highness, are you going to negotiate terms?" Shen Xihe suddenly asked in a calm voice, "If I don't do good to Your Highness, Your Highness will not allow the wedding date to go as I wish?"
"How could that be possible? How dare I threaten Youyou." Xiao Huayong smiled faintly, "I just want Youyou to know that I want to marry you. Of course... If Youyou knew how much I was waiting for and was willing to love me, I would be overjoyed. If Youyou doesn't want to, I am happy with it. Let's do it next year."
Retreating in order to advance made Shen Xihe feel that he was being unreasonable. Shen Xihe didn't want to be pushed further, so he pretended not to understand.
"Yoyo, please come to the palace to see me often to comfort my lovesickness." Xiao Huayong blinked at Shen Xihe with smiling eyes.
"Your Highness, you are not such a frivolous person. Why do you have to act so unremarkable?" Shen Xihe was puzzled.
Xiao Huayong laughed softly: "Yoyo, you are wrong. The me you think of is the elegant and upright me that everyone can see, but the me in front of you at this moment is the real me. Every word I say to you comes from the bottom of my heart."
Shen Xihe looked at him quietly for a while before nodding and saying, "Zhao Ning understands."
This is to teach her to learn to be indifferent to his true face.
Xiao Huayong pursed his lips and curled up a smile. He knew what Shen Xihe was thinking. He stood up and said, "I heard that Youyou is good at painting. Now the apricot blossoms are blooming and the green willows are sprouting. It is a beautiful spring day. Would you like to invite Youyou to paint with me?"
"Zhao Ning is not good at painting." Shen Xihe corrected it and did not refuse, "It's a good opportunity to ask Your Highness for advice."
It's better than staying here and listening to his words that always deliberately tease me.
The East Palace was a place with many exotic flowers, plants and trees. Apart from other things, she was very fond of the layout and exquisiteness of the East Palace, and the eunuchs had already placed the painting supplies there.
Seeing this, Shen Xihe couldn't help but feel that Xiao Huayong was so sure that she would agree, and he might have deliberately used those words to annoy her: "Your Highness, are you sure that His Majesty will not come to visit today?"
If Emperor Youning knew that he was painting, he would not be able to pretend to be blind.
"Your Majesty is not free today." Xiao Huayong smiled mysteriously.
Emperor Youning was not free today because he was about to come to the East Palace to see Xiao Huayong after reviewing the memorials, but he received the news that Wang Erlang committed suicide by hitting his head against the wall in prison.
"Suicide? How does the Dali Temple view people!" Emperor Youning shouted angrily.
Dali Temple Minister Xue Cheng knelt on the ground and dared not say a word. He did order people to keep a close watch on the man and even sent someone to guard him alone. The man was tied up tightly and had a cloth tied around his mouth because he was worried that the man would die inexplicably.
"Did he confess?" asked Emperor Youning.
"Your Majesty, I have imposed all possible punishments on him, but he steadfastly insists that he knew nothing." Xue Cheng has seen thousands of different kinds of prisoners. Those like Wang Erlang are either extremely cunning and able to endure hardships and forbearance, or they were truly wronged.