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When he said this, it felt even more unacceptable than stealing a job.

It was a clear song that he called after returning to the courtyard? Could it be that … His Highness purposefully used a song to provoke Madame Wei?

The heavens were in chaos, wasn't this way too exciting? Doesn't this mean that Qingge would become a thorn in the side in the future?

The crowd thought about what happened to Wan-Er and looked at Qingge with pity in their eyes.

However, Clear Song's expression did not change.

When she thought of what happened yesterday, she felt powerless and found it laughable.

From her point of view, it was impossible for the side madam to be displeased by His Highness as they had thought.

Yesterday, the secondary wife had all sorts of strange actions, but His Highness acted as if he didn't see them, not even giving him an impatient look.

Qingge had never had the thought of fighting with someone, so she had a better understanding of the situation than the others.

To be able to perform such an unusual act in front of his highness, and to not bore his highness …

This side lady was perhaps even more powerful than she had imagined.

"Alright, alright, we should go pay respects. We should all be more careful. Although His Highness is deliberately ignoring the Madame, she is after all, the Madame of the side. Who knows, she might be looking for someone to vent her anger."

Immediately, a gaze of pity fell on Qingge.

When it came to venting one's anger, was there anything more suitable than a clear song?

The group went to the courtyard, where they were told that it would be inconvenient for Gu Hua Jing to see them. Greenwood invited them to a side hall for tea.

When the green branch left, everyone's expressions changed. As expected, the side lady was in a bad mood.

After a while, Greenwood came out and asked them all to go back.

"Oh right, Madam asked Lady Qing Ge to stay for a little while."

When Greenwood said this, he stood to the side.

A trace of sympathy flashed across the eyes of the others, and some of them even gloated.

Madam was about to vent her anger on Qingge. Thinking of Wan'er, she could be considered as someone who could be considered by the name in front of His Highness. Madam's decision to send someone directly to the manor was a question of whether they could return or not.

This Clear Song … he could only wish himself good fortune.

When Man Wu left, she frowned and glanced at Qing Ge. There was a look of reluctance in her eyes, but also helplessness.

After everyone had left, Greenwood walked over with a smile.

"Lady Qingge, Madam has invited you."

Qingge looked indifferent as she followed the green branch inside. She was not afraid, but she was a bit perturbed.

"… …." said the side lady. She had gone back last night and thought about it, but no matter what, she couldn't understand what the lady's actions meant.

That kind of action that made her at a loss of what to do, but seemed to have no ill intentions …

For Qingge, it was really impossible to deal with her …

Gu Hua Jing was sitting leisurely on a chair in the middle of the courtyard.

There were quite a few things piled up on the table beside him, making it very inconvenient to look at.

Qingge walked over to pay her respects and just as she was about to kneel down, Gu Hua Jing told her to get up quickly and then pulled her to sit beside her.

"The meeting with my sister yesterday was really short. It's just that I realized that my sister is too pure, isn't she?"

With an extremely familiar smile on her face, Gu Hua Jing raised Qing Ge's hand before her eyes.

"Look, there's no color on the fingernails. No wonder I felt there was something wrong."

Gu Hua Jing pointed at the things on the table as she spoke, "I have some experience with dyeing my nails, so I thought I'd help my little sister with it today."

"How can this be …"

Qing Ge immediately wanted to retract his hand, but Gu Hua Jing held onto his arm.

"Why can't I? Didn't I say it before? I am quite fond of my sister when I meet her, so does it mean that my sister doesn't like a side lady like me? "

"I don't dare, I misunderstand."

Qing Ge's face paled. He wanted to kneel down and beg for forgiveness, but Gu Hua Jing still held onto him and said gently, "Isn't that fine? Alright, let's begin. "

Thus, Qingge, an intelligent and calm young lady, was stupefied in front of Gu Hua Jing.

Mistress, what is going on? What do you want to do?

Unlike Qingge's cover, the little girl who came and went by Gu Hua Jing's side was well aware of what a third-grade, fourth-grade girl was capable of.

The Madam was teasing a lady!

Qing Mei could not bear to watch any longer. With the excuse that she had steamed some snacks in the kitchen, she left the courtyard without looking back.

Thinking back to when they were in the flower garden, Miss had used such a ridiculous excuse. Every pretty girl in the garden had fresh, fresh colors on their fingernails.

Miss liked to see the pretty little girl dressed up beautifully. When she dyed, she would rub her hands up and down, praising the weak little girl as she touched her hands. Immediately, her face turned red and her heart started beating faster.

Qingmei felt that the young lady was already married to someone, so why hadn't she gotten rid of this habit of hers?

At this point, the girls in his own courtyard had finished flirting with him, and his hand had actually reached out to His Highness' backyard.

No wonder His Highness was so angry that he didn't even stay the night...

Qingmei sighed as she felt heartache. She wished that the Third Prince would treat her well.

But now, what was the meaning of this …

By the time Qingge's ten fingers were dyed a beautiful light red, it was already quite late.

Gu Hua Jing was extremely satisfied. Lady Qing Ge's face was blushing and looking really good.

"It's getting late. Why don't you stay for a meal?"

Qingge's hazy consciousness returned to her. She immediately shook her head and tactfully declined. "Thank you Madam for your kind intentions. It's just that this is against the rules."

Gu Hua Jing thought about it for a moment. There were so many people in the backyard; if Qingge was allowed to eat, she would inevitably become the target of public criticism.

Such a pure and stubborn little girl like this was rarely seen. Gu Hua Jing couldn't bear to part with her.

Qing Ge then ran out of the yard as if he was escaping. His sorry state made him look like he didn't even have time to pay attention to the probing gazes on the way.

In just one afternoon, Gongzi Ge's experience at Gu Hua Jing's side gave rise to dozens of different versions.

The similarity between each version was that Qingge had received all sorts of inhuman treatment. Some people had even seen a side lady torture Qingge to the point that her fingers were bleeding!

In the evening, Feng Rong called for Qingge to go to the study.

"Show me your hand."

Qingge stared blankly for a moment before obediently extending her hand. Her ten nails were dyed a light red, making them as white as spring onions.

She had the leisure and elegance to do so …

Feng Rong was lost in thought as she stared at the layer of red water.

Gu Hua Jing had already been married for several days. Not to mention being jealous of others, she didn't even mention her housekeeper right.

It was as if all of this wasn't worth mentioning to her.

This was actually a lot less troublesome for Feng Rong. With this kind of understanding, he should be happy if she didn't make a ruckus and didn't have any feelings for him.

But Feng Rong couldn't get happy …

Qingge's hands were trembling a little, His Highness just let her hold it up like that, then she stared at him without saying anything.

She didn't dare to put it down without permission, but she was truly a little tired. Her Highness … What are you thinking about?

"Go play one."

When Feng Rong finally opened her mouth, Qingge let go of her hand with relief and turned to look for her zither.

At the end of the song, Feng Rong's fingers knocked on the table in a disorderly rhythm.

Qingge lowered her head and waited. After a moment of silence, Feng Rong told her to leave.

In the huge study, the smell of incense filled the room, faint and sweet.

However, at this moment, he suddenly recalled the fragrance off Gu Hua Jing's body. It was also very faint and sweet, yet it was also mixed with a clear coldness and a faint serenity, causing people to subconsciously want to look for it.

"Back to the courtyard."

Gu Hua Jing was still in the small study room. Using the time spent reading books to pass the night was indeed a good idea.

However, not long after she started looking, the door to the study opened again, and Feng Rong's figure entered from the outside.

"…"

Surprisingly, Gu Hua Jing's first action was not to get up and bow, but to quickly stuff the travel notes behind her. Only then did she see what was so exciting about it!

"Your Highness."

Seeing her movements, Feng Rong did not make a sound, but slowly walked over.

"Still reading that book?"

"Hur Hur Hur, that's right, I watched very slowly."

"Let's set it aside first. Tomorrow, it should be the day you return to your room, right?"

Gu Hua Jing was startled. 'Feng Rong actually remembered?'

"Your Highness, Senior Servant Tian has already been prepared. She won't be delayed for long."

"That's good. I've already sent someone to do the return gift."

"Is that so?"

Gu Hua Jing's eyes suddenly lit up. The return gift should have come from her husband's family, but wasn't her marriage a bit special?

Therefore, Gu Hua Jing couldn't be bothered to waste her breath with Feng Rong. She just asked Senior Servant Tian to prepare it. Who would have thought that there would be such a good thing? Had Feng Rong prepared?

Gu Hua Jing's smile suddenly became much more genuine and sweet, "Sorry for troubling you, Your Highness."

"…" When Feng Rong saw her seemingly fawning smile, the irritation in her heart inexplicably disappeared quite a bit.

This girl truly did not love money.

After getting the benefits, Gu Hua Jing immediately became magnanimous.

When Feng Rong was seated, she took the initiative to send the book over, "Does Your Highness want to continue reading this?"

"What? You're not hiding anymore?"

"Hehehe, where did His Highness come up with his words? Why should I hide them?"

Gu Hua Jing pretended to be stupid and politely pushed the travel notes away with a flattering smile.

Feng Rong didn't follow her thoughts and took the travel notes, "Where did you see? Read it to me. "

"…"

Gu Hua Jing's fawning smile froze. You want to recite it by yourself? He would enjoy it.

However, when she thought of the gift for returning, Gu Hua Jing's resentment wasn't that great. Read it, then read it.

After taking back the travel notes, Gu Hua Jing found the place she was looking at and softly read it out loud.

In the quiet little study room, Gu Hua Jing's soft and gentle voice was pleasant to the ear. There wasn't a bit of personal affection in her voice, but it made people feel comfortable listening to her.

Feng Rong closed her eyes, and the voice in her ears became clearer and more sensitive.

Her voice was different from her personality. It was soft and sweet.

After Gu Hua Jing recited it for a while, she turned around and looked at him. Her eyes were closed, as if she had already fallen asleep.

Did he use his voice as a lullaby?

Gu Hua Jing rolled her eyes and put down Traveler's Record. She held a cup of water and drank.

When Feng Rong was sleeping, she lacked the usual coldness that comes when she was awake. Although he would habitually smile, Gu Hua Jing still felt a chill run down her spine.

It was as if his smile contained a sharp sword.