Hao Pingguan started to think about it, and the prince subconsciously asked the princess, proving that he was still thinking about her. Maybe he was just trying to be brave with his words, and couldn't help but think about it.
Everyone was cautious, afraid that there would be even the slightest mistake. Prince Chu was not a good servant, when he was in a good mood, anything was fine, but if he was in a bad mood, then it would be like hitting a mountain. The moment he returned, his entire Huailin Pavilion became exceptionally quiet. He didn't even dare to make any noise while walking, lest he got tired of it.
Hao Pingguan thought to himself, maybe he should call his Royal Consort over to try. As a couple, how could they possibly hold a grudge?
Bai Qianfan was heartless, and didn't allow her to go to the Huailin Pavilion. She didn't want to go, so it was fine for her to stay there by herself, but when she saw that Hao Pingguan had come over, she was very happy. "Head Steward is here, to eat rice cakes.
Hao Pingguan sighed in his heart. He was already so angry that his eyebrows were pointy, yet Little Princess acted as if nothing had happened. He did not ask the Duke how he was doing right now.
"Thank you for your reward," Hao Pingguan said without even looking at the plate of rice cake. Qi Hong made a new dessert, waiting for Princess Hua-Yang to go and taste it. "
Upon hearing that it was a taste test, Bai Qianfan's interest was piqued, and sshe excitedly rushed outside. After walking for a while, he stopped again: "Didn't Head Steward say that Your Highness's mood has been bad recently, and wanted me to go less?"
Hao Pingguan was a little guilty, he couldn't possibly say that he was using the Little Princess as a probe, so it would be alright if it was successful, but what if it wasn't possible? This caused the Little Princess to suffer, but when he thought of those dark and fiery days in the Huailin Pavilion, he still shamelessly replied, "I can't always be in a bad mood, maybe the prince's mood is better now. I was even asking about you yesterday."
"Really? He asked me," Bai Qianfan became excited, "What are you waiting for, hurry up and go."
So on this day, when Morong Gan returned to his residence, he heard some noise coming from inside the second sect. He frowned, his heart skipped a beat, and he knew who it was.
Hao Pingguan watched his expression carefully from the side. Seeing that he had relaxed his brows for a moment, he knew that he did not do anything wrong, so he wanted to say a few words of flattery. However, Morong Gan's face suddenly became gloomy, and walked in with big strides.
When Morong Gan entered the courtyard, he saw Bai Qianfan kicking the shuttlecock and counted for her. Under the sunlight, the little girl kicked lightly with a flushed face. Her eyes followed the direction of the shuttlecock and looked up and down, not daring to make a mistake. The bun on her head shook with her body, making her look very interesting.
When Lv He saw Morong Gan come in, she quickly gathered her thoughts and bowed. Only then did Bai Qianfan stop, walked over with a smile, and greeted him.
Looking at her expression, Morong Gan was extremely furious, he shouted with a ferocious expression: "Who let you come? Come in again, This King will break your legs. Get lost, get out! "
Bai Qianfan's body swayed a few times, and also collapsed onto the ground. She was so scared that she almost fainted from his roar, from the moment she recognized him, he had never been this angry at her before. Her eyes stared wide open, as if he wanted to eat her.
Seeing her on her knees with his body shivering, Morong Gan became angrier and angrier and shouted again, "Get lost, are you waiting for me to kick you?"
Hearing that, Bai Qianfan's life was more important, she could not care about that anymore, using both her hands and feet to scuttle, the two servant girls also chased after him as if they were escaping for their lives.
When he arrived at the Moon Pavilion, Bai Qianzhang was still in a state of shock. His face was pale white without a trace of blood. He drank half a cup of hot tea and calmed down a little.
It was too scary, the Prince Chu was too scary, the gentleness from the past was completely gone, and back to being as cold as when they first met, no, even scarier than then. Her courage was about to burst from that roar. He ruthlessly rubbed his chest and let out a long sigh. Was he still angry over the matter of the tit for a horse? His temperament was pretty long, and was indeed in a bad mood. Since it was like this, she didn't need to go to the Huailin Pavilion anymore. He didn't want to get stuck in his eye sockets and cause trouble for himself.
Bai Qianfan, her master and her servant had escaped, but the rest of the people inside the Huailin Pavilion were still kneeling on the ground, looking miserable.
The one who was most afraid was Hao Pingguan, he was the one who instigated Bai Qianfan to come here.
Everyone knelt quietly, and when Morong Gan finished, he stood still for a while, then bent down and picked up the shuttlecock that Bai Qianfan kicked, and entered the house without saying a word.
Only after he entered did everyone loosen up a bit. They all stood up, but their masters did not give them an order, so they were not on guard.
Hao Pingguan was especially glad. He thought that he would at least get kicked in the stomach, but he didn't expect that to happen.
When he quietly entered the room, Morong Gan's expression was very calm. The shuttlecock was placed on the table and he bowed.
Morong Gan acknowledged and called out, "Bring in some tea."
"Yes, your servant will go now." Hao Pingguan left the room, feeling very puzzled, the king's attitude was too weird, as though after he went on a rampage, the hostility in his body had disappeared, and he was no longer as cold.
After he had served tea and entered the house, Morong Gan asked casually, "How was the harvest from the manor?"
Hao Pingguan replied respectfully: "This year's weather was smooth sailing, I just received one, and it has grown quite well. The harvest will definitely be better than in the past year. "
Morong Gan did not say anything when he heard this, but continued to drink his tea. After a while, he placed the cup down and went to take a bath, which made Hao Pingguan feel weird as he watched him leave. But he thought that it was most likely related to the Little Princess. Since she had come, although the King was furious, he did not vent his anger on them. Furthermore, it would rain down upon them and it would be good for them.
Following that, he carefully observed that on this day, Morong Gan's expression was indeed not that bad, and she was speaking calmly and peacefully. She ate more than usual, and even praised Qi Hong's cooking skills.
Hao Pingguan had an idea in his heart, if Little Princess was really the king's means, then there was nothing he could do, it would be bad for him to hold it in for so long and not let it out, furthermore, it would be for the sake of his servants, the Huailin Pavilion, so he would have to trouble the princess to come and take it all.
When the second day came back, Morong Gan's good complexion had gone, it was once again ice-cold and filled with evil. The servants of the Huailin Pavilion lived a good day, but they began to tread on thin ice once more.
Hao Pingguan thought about it again and again. The cause of this matter was at the Little Princess.