C8

When Hua Xiangrong felt the two different gazes from the other side, she slowly stood up. Seeing that the ink on the red leaf had all dried, she then bent down and put the two leaves into the water.

"Miss, are you..." "Who would you like to show it to?" Bell suddenly asked curiously.

Hua Xiangrong was stunned for a moment. Although she knew they had arrived just now and she had long since mentally prepared to meet this man who had rolled out the sheets with her again, to be honest, she did not want to see him.

Her beautiful dream turned out to be a nightmare from a foreign world! Thinking about that, Hua Xiangrong clenched his fists tightly.

Xiao Yuehan expressionlessly looked at Hua Xiangrong's back that was trembling as if she were trying her best to endure something. She then swept her eyes across her tightly clenched fist, and suddenly felt that although her back was facing him, it was only a view of her back. Just a feeling was enough to make people feel as if she was a completely different person.

Hua Xiangrong took a deep breath, and then suddenly smiled brightly, she turned around quickly and placed her hands on her left hip, performing a large Blessing: "Greetings, your highness!"

Consort stood by Xiao Yuehan's side, looking at the smiling Hua Xiangrong, he was stunned.

However, Xiao Yuehan's face did not change, a playful look flashed past his eyes, as if he was watching a play. His posture was like Mt. Tai pressing on top of his head, but did not move at all, and only until Hua Xiangrong made that gesture, and before he could even say "Get up," which made him a little stiff, did the corner of his mouth raise, and that familiar yet unfamiliar magnetic voice sounded out, "Princess is the main wife of the Solitary King, so there's no need to do all this everyday. Get up."

Hua Xiangrong, who had finally been released, immediately straightened her back and raised her bright big eyes, smiling as she looked at Xiao Yuehan, who seemed to be without thought, and scolded in his heart. He was obviously looking at his mistress on purpose! He had been rolling in the bed with her passionately a few nights ago. He had obviously been following her around passionately, but now he had put on a serious front.

The more Hua Xiangrong thought about it, the more she felt that Xiao Yuehan was a black-hearted ghost. She had purposely turned her anger into a smile, and the smile on her face had almost reached a point where it couldn't be stopped until Consort spoke.

"What is your sister doing?" His little sister seemed to have heard something from her big sister earlier … To a lover? "Could it be that elder sister is thinking about the people outside our prince's mansion …" Before Consort even finished speaking, Xiao Yuehan's expression suddenly turned cold, as he lowered his eyes and gave her a cold glance.

"I was just bored. I picked up two red leaves, wrote two poems on them, and put them in the stream for fun." "Oh, that's right, I heard that big sister flanking consort wanted to be three years old, so big sister didn't have to call me that because of my status. Although I was a good girl, but I can't afford to be called big sister." Hua Xiangrong curled his lips into a smile. She had bitten the word "side" extremely hard, yet her eyes were still staring at Xiao Yuehan, ignoring Consort whose expression had darkened.

Xiao Yuehan glanced at her, as if he didn't like her to appear in front of him in such a way that couldn't be ignored. "It's late autumn, and the weather has turned cold.

"I will take my leave." Hua Xiangrong laughed brilliantly again, then turned around, as if he was going to stick close to Xiao Yuehan on purpose. Seeing that, the Consort immediately changed to Xiao Yuehan's right side, held his arm tightly, and secretly extended a leg in front of Hua Xiangrong.

Hua Xiangrong was not angry, the smile on her face grew even wider, and in the blink of an eye, she threw an extremely dubious gaze at Xiao Yuehan who was just a person away from her. Then, as if she did not see the obstacle beneath her feet, she fiercely stomped down. NND, want to make her lose face? You little girl, don't you know what you are worth? I am a woman with a soul of twenty-four and a half, can't I defeat an eighteen year old jealous woman like you?

"Ah!" Consort screamed in pain, she immediately retracted her leg, but her eyes were filled with indignation and anger as she stared at Hua Xiangrong, who had a light smile on her face.

"Sister Fu should be careful when she lands on her feet next time. Sometimes, if she isn't careful, she might delay others from setting foot on her. She should withdraw where she should be in time to avoid injury." Throwing out a line that he thought had a deep meaning, Hua Xiangrong stopped looking at Xiao Yuehan who was looking at him thoughtfully. Instead, he smiled charmingly at Consort, turned around with the bell in his hand, and walked towards Snow Spirit Garden with his head held high and chest puffed.