Princess Consort Is No Pushover

Qin Wu said coldly, "Young Master, the National Teacher sent me to assist you, just hoping that I can help you complete the task as soon as possible. Now you start to feel pity for Yun Ruoyue, how do you explain to the National Teacher?"

Long Qianche flicked his sleeves coldly, with an imposing manner, "This is my business, it has nothing to do with you! In short, I will continue to find a way to kill Yun Ruoyue. If you are fine, you can go back to Xueyue Kingdom on your own!"

Seeing that Long Qianche wanted to push himself away, Qin Wu said angrily: "Impossible son, since I have received the order from the national teacher, I must assist you and urge you to complete the task as soon as possible."

"Enough, Qin Wu, am I the master or are you the master? Do you even dare to disobey my orders?" Long Qianche said angrily, with a natural majesty of a strong man in his eyebrows.

"Qin Wu doesn't dare, but son, the hundred years will come soon. If you don't complete the task quickly, once the empress's people find the saint, then you will ruin the great affairs of the national teacher!" Qin Wu said earnestly.

"I know, I have my own judgment on this matter, you don't need to say more. Remember, without my order, you are not allowed to make your own decisions. If there is nothing wrong, I will go first!"

After Long Qianche finished speaking, his body flashed lightly, and then disappeared above.

Seeing his figure, Qin Wu shook his head helplessly.

Unexpectedly, the young master who has always been as hard-hearted as iron would actually soften his heart for a woman.

-

This morning, after Xue Wuxia got up, she dressed as usual and asked Chanjuan to comb his hair.

This time, Xue Wuxia didn't stare at him admiringly. He sat in front of the vanity mirror, thinking about Long Qianche's motives in his heart.

It was rare for Chanjuan to see her young master being so sentimental, so she asked curiously, "Prince, what are you thinking?"

Xue Wuxia said quietly: "Chanjuan, you said, we are here to find the saint. Why is Long Qianche not in a hurry to find the saint, but is very interested in Yun Ruoyue?"

Chanjuan shook her head and said: "I don't know, he is so close to Princess Li, so he might like Princess Li, right?"

"How is it possible? He only has Bai Yingluo in his heart, so he won't change his mind so easily. Besides, he and Princess Li have only known each other for a few days, so how could they have such a deep relationship? In my opinion, he must have other motives." Xue Wuxia road.

"Another motive? I can't think of that!" Chanjuan said dumbly.

After finishing speaking, she continued to comb Xue Wuxia's hair.

Today, Xue Wuxia stopped staring at the mirror for narcissism, so she looked at him a few more times.

Looking at Xue Wuxia's face, Yun Ruoyue's face suddenly flashed in Chanjuan's heart.

Then, she took another careful look at Xue Wuxia, and suddenly said, "Prince, why do I think you and Princess Li look quite alike?"

"No way? I look like her?" Xue Wuxia said in disbelief.

Chanjuan nodded, "Yes, your charm and eyes are very similar."

Xue Wuxia smiled and said: "Of course, ugly things have their own characteristics, but beautiful things are always similar. Both Princess Li and I are good-looking, and it is normal to look similar."

With that said, he got up, waved his folding fan and walked outside.

Chanjuan couldn't help but vomited: "Prince, what do you mean, you are a thing?"

"This..." Xue Wuxia coughed violently, almost choking.

Can he answer that he is not something?

-

After walking out of the room, Xue Wuxia noticed that the summer flowers were blooming very brightly, so she decided to go for a walk in the garden first.

While he was strolling, a group of little maids carrying flower pots came across.

The little maids came to the garden to plant flowers, and when they saw Xue Wuxia, they all blushed and looked at him secretly.

Those who are bold enough are still winking at him.

Seeing this, Xue Wuxia hurriedly blew a kiss to everyone, and the crowd immediately went "wow".

Xue Wuxia glanced at everyone with a smile, then walked forward waving her folding fan.

Seeing his long back, the little maids began to discuss in a low voice.

"Wow! Mr. Xue is so handsome!"

"Yeah! Even the back is so handsome, and he even blew us a kiss just now! It's so gentle!"

"I didn't expect a man to be so shy and beautiful. It's really rare to see such a beautiful face!"

"Hey, isn't this "closed moon shameful flower" used to describe women? Why are you using idioms indiscriminately?"

"Who told Mr. Xue to be more beautiful than women? But have you noticed that Mr. Xue looks a bit like our princess!"

"Yes, I found out too! This Mr. Xue looks like a princess. If you don't know, you think they are brothers and sisters who have been separated for many years!"

Hearing these words, Xue Wuxia's body froze suddenly.

He turned around in disbelief, a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

Why do these people and Chanjuan think he looks like Yun Ruoyue?

Why does Long Qianche know that it is important to find the saint, but she refuses to look for the saint, and why does she want to make up lies to get close to Yun Ruoyue?

Could it be?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly walked towards everyone and asked nervously, "Several, what did you just say?"

Seeing that Xue Wuxia was talking to everyone, she said boldly, "Young Master, we are praising you, we are praising you for your good looks."

"No, later, what are you talking about later?" Xue Wuxia said excitedly.

"We said that you and our princess look very similar, especially in this temperament, as if you are brother and sister, what's the matter?"

Hearing this, Xue Wuxia suddenly grabbed the girl's arm and said excitedly: "Girl, how old is your concubine this year?"

The little maid looked at him suspiciously, "My lord, why are you asking this?"

Xue Wuxia hesitated for a moment, and said: "Uh, your concubine is very kind to me, but I have nothing to repay her. I want to know her birthday so that I can prepare a birthday gift for her to repay her for taking me in."

As Xue Wuxia said, she let go of the little maid's arm.

However, his hands were trembling uncontrollably.

The little servant girl breathed a sigh of relief, and she said: "That's it! I heard that our princess will be eighteen years old in a few months, which is still early. As for when her birthday is, we are newcomers Yes, I'm not sure."

"Eighteen?" Xue Wuxia trembled involuntarily when she heard this.

Eighteen, and his sister will be eighteen in two months.

How could it be such a coincidence?

Is his guess true?

Yue'er is very likely to be his sister?

Seeing Xue Wuxia's complexion was not good, the little maid hurriedly said, "Young master, what's wrong with you?"

Only then did Xue Wuxia come to her senses, "No, it's nothing, I just think your concubine is so young, to have a child at such a young age! Okay, you guys plant flowers first, I'll go first!"

With that said, he turned around and walked towards Feiyue Pavilion excitedly.

He was going to Feiyue Pavilion to meet Yun Ruoyue, and to inquire about her.

-

Soon, Xue Wuxia came to Feiyue Pavilion.

When he reached the entrance of Feiyue Pavilion, he saw Yun Ruoyue drying herbs there.