Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

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"Miss Biao, do you want him to stay in the palace?" Su Qiqi didn't answer the question, she had no expression on her face, and looked at Hua Qianzi very calmly.

Don't pay attention to her anger at all.

The account between her and this woman has not been settled yet, if she doesn't mention it, it doesn't mean it will pass.

Even if she is the princess of Baihua Kingdom, she, Su Qiqi, will not be afraid of her.

"Of course." Hua Qianzi looked like a hostess, glaring at Su Qiqi arrogantly.

A look of disdain.

In her opinion, as long as she stepped forward, Su Qiqi would not dare to reprimand her again.

Although she has the name of a princess, she has never been favored by Mo Wenchen, and she knows that the relationship between Su Qiqi and Mo Wenchen is not real at all.

From this point, she knew that Su Qiqi would never be her opponent.

Still lowering her head and writing the things in her hand, Su Qiqi slightly raised her eyebrows: "If Miss Biao wants to intervene in this matter, it's best to ask the prince first."

Just an understatement.

There is no arrogance at all, Su Qiqi knows that now is not the time to compare arrogance, and when dealing with this kind of woman, you must compare wisdom.

"You..." Hua Qianzi's face finally changed, her arrogance disappeared without a trace, indeed, she no longer has the right to intervene in all the affairs of the house, and she came here to play tricks, just relying on her status as the princess of Baihua Kingdom.

But this identity is not visible.

It is impossible to return to the royal family of Baihua dignifiedly.

Ignoring her anger, Su Qiqi lightly raised her eyebrows: "Miss Biao, if you have nothing else to do, you should go back to your room to try on the wedding dress, and I will give an answer to the Baihua Kingdom royal family tomorrow."

Perhaps it was because the queen of Baihua Kingdom felt that she owed Hua Qianzi, and she was so obedient to her that she even sent someone to deliver her wedding dress, while the envoys were still waiting in the palace.

Angrily flicking her sleeves, Hua Qianzi was speechless and could only leave bitterly.

The hatred in his heart rose little by little, and he never expected that Su Qiqi would beat her so badly without a single soldier.

Not to mention that he couldn't save the situation for Mr. Accountant, even after such a commotion, he didn't dare to be right with Su Qiqi again.

Secretly, how many people are Su Qiqi's opponents?

At this time, Hua Qianzi couldn't tolerate Su Qiqi.

Everything she had planned in her heart, she couldn't wait to make it a reality.

At that time, she would like to see what capital Su Qiqi has to turn around.

"It must have made your death miserable." Hua Qianzi said bitterly while clenching her fists.

By that time, not only will he regain his position in the palace, but he will also get rid of the thorn in his side.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Standing in the yard watching all this, Mo Wenchen's expression didn't change, he just shook his head, not sure whether to sigh at Su Qiqi or Hua Qianzi.

He doesn't like Yingying Yanyan, so there have been no women in the palace.

Su Qiqi was ordered by the emperor, and Hua Qianzi was ordered by the queen of Baihua Kingdom.

Whether he has to accept it.

Just from the scene just now, he knew that Hua Qianzi would never be Su Qiqi's opponent.

Because of Mr. Tenant's matter, everyone in the palace is really more secure, no one embarrasses Su Qiqi face to face, and no one dares to do tricks in secret.

The New Year's Eve ushered in the heavy snow.

Mo Wenchen, Su Qiqi and Hua Qianzi gathered around the same table to eat once, and Leng Yan also sat down, which was a little less dull than usual, many family members were sent away by Su Qiqi to go home for the New Year's Eve , Therefore, the palace seemed extraordinarily deserted.

Su Qiqi didn't care about this feeling.

There is no mother of her own in this new year, what that person said may have long been forgotten, she does not expect too much.

The gorgeously dressed Hua Qianzi kept picking up vegetables for Mo Wenchen, she was extraordinarily friendly and winking like silk.

Only Su Qiqi sat there calmly.

It was as if everyone had nothing to do with her.

But here, Mo Wenchen delivered vegetables to Su Qiqi's bowl, without words, without eyes, just a random movement, but everyone knew that this movement was the first time in Mo Wenchen's life.

On New Year's Eve, Mo Wenchen didn't want to see Su Qiqi sad again.

Out of a kind of pity for her, or out of distress, he did this.

Su Qiqi, who was eating with her head down, was a little stunned, she looked up to look at Mo Wenchen, but only saw him eating with her head down.

They seldom chatted with each other, and even if they chatted, it was about the housework of the palace, or about medical knowledge, and then the two would be silent when they met each other.

Only when Mo Wenchen was with Lei Yufeng would he chat openly.

Neither of them changed their expressions, even Leng Yan took a lukewarm look, only Hua Qianzi gritted her teeth secretly even though she had a smile on her face, almost crushing her silver teeth.

The hand holding the bamboo chopsticks was also very hard, she was angry, jealous, unwilling...

A New Year's Eve dinner ended silently.

Hua Qianzi wanted to make an excuse to stay, but Mo Wenchen left first, but before leaving, he asked Su Qiqi to clean up and go to his room.

In the middle of the night, being alone and widowed, this was even more unacceptable to Hua Qianzi, but she had no position to stop her.

I could only stomp my feet bitterly, and my determination to implement the plan became more and more determined.

No one can stop it.

After the firecrackers rang for a round, they finally calmed down.

In Ruo Da's palace, the servants have already gone home to rest, only the guards stand by the door regardless of the weather.

The entire courtyard is also decorated with lights and festoons, and the bright red lanterns hang all the way to the small courtyard behind.

Brightly lit.

Brighten up one of the darkest nights of the year.

Su Qiqi didn't think too much, packed everything obediently, checked the guards standing guard everywhere, and then walked towards Mo Wenchen's room.

They just live next to each other, so the walking distance is short.

"Is there something wrong?" Mo Wenchen leaned on the toffee chair, looked up into the distance, Su Qiqi walked in, and asked softly.

"Sit down." He didn't look up, still looking into the distance.

Said a word lightly.

Seeing him like this, Su Qiqi didn't want to say anything, and sat down opposite him.

"How do you spend this time of year?" Mo Wenchen's face was rarely lonely, and his face was always domineering and hostile.

Mentioning this, Su Qiqi's shoulders trembled involuntarily, leaned back in the chair, raised her small face, without the indifference, there was a little bit of pain in her eyes, but also a little bit of happiness: "Every year Today, my mother and I will light red candles in the hut, cook two small dishes, and look into the distance while writing poems, praying that this will happen every year."

It could be seen that Su Qiqi liked the old days very much.

Although poor, but happy.

"Did your mother never think about taking back everything that belongs to her?" Mo Wenchen couldn't help being a little stunned, just because he glanced back at Su Qiqi.

That face, which could only be regarded as delicate, had a little light on it.

Smiling, Su Qiqi shook her head: "Mother has always been aloof from the world."

"You too." Mo Wenchen looked straight at Su Qiqi like that, and said three words lightly.

The candlelight reflected on the faces of the two of them, a little hazy.

Su Qiqi also raised her head to look at Mo Wenchen, seeing his gentle eyes and facial features without hostility, just like when he was asleep, how much she liked to watch him quietly at that time, as if she could never get enough of it, engraved on the In the eyes, engraved in the heart.

It is also now.