Soon, the courtyard door moved, and the guard who had gone in to report came out.

Su Ziyue's little hands tightened the hold of the thermal barrel in her hand, and she took a step forward, looking at the guard expectantly.

The guard came to Su Ziyue, first saluted Su Ziyue, and then said: "His Royal Highness said that the concubine is interested, but he is currently busy with official documents and has no time to receive the concubine."

"Just leave the soup to your subordinates. The concubine can go back and rest first..."

After hearing these words, Su Ziyue's fiery heart was extinguished instantly as if a basin of ice water had been poured on her.

"His Highness also said..."

"What else did your Highness say?" Su Ziyue raised her head, her eyes shining a little brighter again.

The guard said: "His Royal Highness said that it snowed at night, and asked the maids to be careful when serving the concubine, and not to fall, slip, or bump..."

Su Ziyue forced out a smile, knelt down and saluted at the courtyard gate of Juyixuan, and said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I will go back now."

After saying this, she turned around sadly and left slowly with the support of two maids.

Juyixuan, in the study room.

Qi Xingyun sat behind the desk with a thick stack of official documents in front of him.

In the corner of the table, there is also a mahogany food box.

"Sir, how about you take a few sips to warm yourself up?" The waiter asked cautiously from the side.

Qi Xingyun's eyes finally shifted from the official document in his hand to the food box, "I'll give it to you!"

After saying this, he lowered his head and continued to process the official documents.

The chamberlain stood aside, confused.

"Drink!"

After processing the official documents for a while, Qi Xingyun raised his head and found that the food box was still untouched. He couldn't help frowning at the waiter and gave the order directly.

The servant looked embarrassed and said: "The concubine made this for you personally. If I drink it, my luck will be ruined."

Qi Xingyun said impatiently: "If I ask you to drink it, just drink it. How can there be so much nonsense!"

"this……"

"Drink quickly!"

"Okay, okay, slave, drink, drink!"

The waiter had no choice but to open the food box in fear, pick up a small spoon and take a sip.

"Huh?" The waiter was surprised.

"What's wrong?" Qi Xingyun asked.

"Is something wrong?" he asked.

The chamberlain asked: "Concubine, is it because the noble lady forgets things and forgets to put the sugar?"

"Let me have a taste." Qi Xingyun said, stood up, grabbed the bowl in the waiter's hand, and took a sip.

"How is it? Is your servant right?" the chamberlain asked.

Qi Xingyun said: "It's true that there is no sugar."

The chamberlain said: "It stands to reason that Concubine Su is as careful as a hair and smart and sensitive. It is impossible for her to forget to add sugar to the soup!"

Qi Xingyun's lips curved up with a hint of irony, and he said: "She was doing what she wanted. She didn't know where she found out that I don't like sweets, so she made the decision not to put sugar in the soup.

It takes a lot of effort to cater to my appetite."

The chamberlain smiled bitterly and said, "Concubine Su does have good intentions, but her good intentions are misplaced."

"Our father has a sweet tooth, but he had a toothache last time, so when we went to the second prince's residence, the second prince's concubine brought soup to him, but he refused because he said he didn't like sweets."

"I didn't expect that this sentence would reach Concubine Su's ears after changing owners several times, and she would actually misunderstand that I don't eat sweets, haha..."

After hearing the reminder from the chamberlain, Qi Xingyun also remembered that there seemed to be such a thing.

"Actually, it wasn't that I had a toothache that time, but I really didn't like the sweets at my second brother's house." He corrected.

"Especially the sweet soup made by my second sister-in-law was really not to my liking, so I had to find an excuse."

In this way, before Su Ziyue got married, she often asked about his habits and preferences from his second sister-in-law Luo Bingqing.

Qi Xingyun would not be moved by Su Ziyue's behavior. It was not an act of care and concern from Lang Qingconcubine at all.

The reason why I try so hard to inquire is just for better catering. In the final analysis, it is all for profit.

He likes the sincerity of the person next to him, rather than the obvious purpose of trying to please and flatter him, which makes him feel like he has to wear a mask all the time.

He is tired!

On their wedding night, when Qi Xingyun was reviewing official documents alone in the study until midnight, in a certain room in a house in another part of the imperial city, on a certain bed, there was a man and woman eating and drinking, who had just finished a hearty affair.

The movement of love.

Yang Ruoqing lay panting on Luo Fengtang's chest, and the wonderful feeling had not completely dissipated.

Her face was as moist as a peach blossom, and her eyes seemed to be filled with water waves.

The pink lips were slightly red and swollen, which was caused by his previous abuse.

But under this blurry light, her slightly red and swollen lips made her look even more charming, making people couldn't help but think of her.

Luo Fengtang gently grabbed her chin, raised it up, looked at her appearance infatuatedly, and couldn't help but sigh: "My Qing'er is so beautiful, especially without makeup and delicate make-up. At this time, I am in ecstasy!"

Yang Ruoqing laughed and knocked his hand off.

"Hey, tell me which woman's room Qi Xingyun will enter during the bridal chamber tonight?" she asked curiously.

Women are like this, they like gossip the most, especially in this aspect.

Luo Fengtang had no interest in this, but in order to cater to her, he said: "According to the rules, the prince must go to the prince's room three nights before his wedding."

Yang Ruoqing said: "What about the first three nights? Do you just go to whichever house you want based on your own preferences?"

Luo Fengtang showed an embarrassed smile on his face and said: "This... I really haven't asked about it. Maybe it is, maybe it is not."

"Then how did the second prince arrange this?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Luo Fengtang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Girl, why are you so curious about what's going on in the second prince's backyard?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Isn't this the end of what we just said? Just ask casually!"

Luo Fengtang said: "Well, I can still ask about other people's boudoir affairs. It seems that I haven't had enough just now, and I need to increase the intensity!"

After saying that, he leaned over and pressed her under him again, just like a fuda...

Early the next morning, the prince took the princess into the palace to kowtow to Emperor Qi and Queen Han to express gratitude.

Emperor Qi's Alzheimer's disease has reached a critical stage, his IQ has completely deteriorated to the point where he is like an ignorant child, and he can't even speak well.

It is said that when the newlyweds kowtowed to him, he pointed at the Crown Princess Zhao Wanru and smiled stupidly, drooling all over his chin.

On the third day of their wedding, the prince accompanied the prince to his parents' home in the British palace for a luncheon.

The other two concubines, escorted by the maids and women and the guards of the East Palace, returned to their parents' homes to visit their relatives.

Naturally, Zhuge Qing, mother and son, also went to the Anlehou Mansion to deliver congratulatory gifts and have a wedding banquet.

However, when she came back at night, Mrs. Zhuge went to Zhuge Qing with a solemn face and said, "Qing'er, I'm going to Anlehou Mansion today. I sat with your sister for a while and heard some things. These things may be relevant to us.
Chapter completed!