Princess Consort Is No Pushover

"What are you talking about transplanting rice seedlings and sowing seeds?" Liu Ruyan leaned over and stared at the two of them curiously.

"No, it's nothing." The two turned their faces away guiltily, but they didn't dare to tell Liu Ruyan what happened that night.

This is to let the prince know that they made him sleep with Nangongrou and make Nangongrou pregnant, and they will definitely kill them.

If the three of them hadn't mixed up at that time, maybe the prince would have driven Nangongrou away long ago.

"Tch, I know if you don't tell me." Liu Ruyan said mysteriously.

"What do you know?" The two asked nervously.

Liu Ruyan gave them a blank look, "The prince is a farmer. He planted rice seedlings on the land of Concubine Rou's family, and finally produced rice. Isn't that the same thing? What is there to cover up? With my ingenuity, If you don’t tell me, I know.”

After speaking, he thought he was smart and complacent and walked away.

"..." The corners of Moli and Mozhu's mouths twitched fiercely.

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After the crowd dispersed, the hall suddenly fell into silence.

Chu Xuanchen's body was shrouded in shadow, he poured himself a glass of wine, raised his head and drank it.

This aged pear blossom spring is very strong, as soon as the wine enters the mouth, there is a burning sensation in the throat, and the wine enters the lungs, tossing and turning melancholy, and the melancholy does not dissipate, but my heart is full of depression.

As the saying goes, intoxication is nothing but flowers and wine, flowers are beauties and wine is sorrow.

Who said wine can relieve worries?

This wine is simply worrying, the more you drink, the more drunk you become, the more you drink, the more worried you become.

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The night is coming soon, the weather is getting better and better, and the night is not so cold now, just a little bit cool.

Yun Ruoyue walked out of the room and went to the yard alone to watch the stars.

She was in a bad mood today and didn't want to be disturbed, so she asked Feng'er and the others to do embroidery work in the house without following her.

She wanted to be alone.

In the night sky tonight, the moonlight is hazy, and there are only a few lonely stars in the sky. They are far apart, and the starlight is very faint. You have to look carefully to see that they are shining hard.

It's a pity that no matter how hard they try, they can only emit a faint gleam under the cover of the clouds.

This kind of loneliness is very much like her.

On the opposite side of Xingchen Pavilion, the lights were weak and there was no sound. It was really a quiet and deserted night.

Suddenly, there was only a "creak" sound, and there was a sound of feet stepping on the branch.

As soon as Yun Ruoyue turned her head, she saw a black noble figure coming out from under the pear tree.

Chu Xuanchen, why is he here, and he is still standing under the pear tree in her yard.

Judging from the situation, he seemed to have been standing here for a long time.

"Why are you here?" As soon as Yun Ruoyue opened her mouth, she found her voice trembling and choking.

Thinking of Nangong Rou's pregnancy, her heart ached and her eyes turned red.

"This king has been waiting for you here. After waiting for you for a long time, you finally came out." Chu Xuanchen walked over, looking at Yun Ruoyue with distress.

Yun Ruoyue glanced at him in astonishment, "When did you come? Why didn't you go in? Standing here, it's so cold."

As soon as he walked over, she smelled a strong smell of alcohol, which showed that he drank a lot.

The breeze blew, and the slightly drunken smell blew, and there was a pleasant smell.

Light wine aroma, refreshing, exciting.

"Is it cold? This king just feels so cool, not cold at all." As Chu Xuanchen said, he had already untied his robe, put it on Yun Ruoyue gently, and wrapped it around her, with a voice Gentle and low, "Is it still cold?"