Chapter 14
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The red handkerchief was with the Duke of Qin?
The old nanny sucked in a cold breath and looked at the Duke of Qin in disbelief.
What kind of joke was this!
She didn't know when the Duke of Qin had returned last night, but it was already hard to imagine that he hadn't chased this woman out of Hibiscus Courtyard. He had probably walked out with her to respond to the palace's greetings.
How could he have done that with this woman … and even personally brought the red handkerchief?
This woman must be lying. But how could she dare to lie in front of the Duke of Qin? Did she want to die?
The old nanny's heart was at a loss. She wanted to ask but didn't dare to. She waited in fear for the Duke of Qin's reaction.
Who knew that Long Fei Ye would throw down two words, "Wait," and personally walk back.
Was he going to take it?
The old nanny covered her mouth in disbelief and couldn't help but look at Murong Wanru, who was hiding on the side and peeking. Han Yunxi curiously followed her gaze but didn't see anyone there.
"You … you two …" The old nanny couldn't remain calm.
Did they have to be like this, making them look like an adulterous couple!
Han Yunxi rolled her eyes and leaned against the side fence to wait. Actually, she wasn't sure. Who knew if the red handkerchief Long Fei Ye took out would have red on it?
Yesterday, she only wanted him to accompany her to pay respects and didn't think that there would be this. If there wasn't a red handkerchief, even if he accompanied her to pay respects, what was the point?
Only that thing could truly represent his acknowledgment of her.
Although she knew it was impossible and she couldn't accept this kind of lie, Han Yunxi still had a little bit of hope in her heart. After all, she was already married to him.
Long Fei Ye, you and I got married because of the imperial decree. I didn't force anything. If you can't resist the imperial decree, can you not put all the pressure on me, a woman?
Han Yunxi lowered her eyes and leaned against the low wall to the side, waiting silently. The old nanny was burning with anxiety as she paced back and forth, occasionally glancing at her as if she was some kind of monster.
Finally, Long Fei Ye returned, but his hands were empty.
Or did he decide to tell the truth, so he didn't even take the thing? Han Yunxi tried her best to ignore the bitterness in her heart. She smiled and did not ask anything.
"Your Highness … where's the handkerchief?" The old lady couldn't help but ask nervously.
Who knew that Long Fei Ye would say, "This Prince can bring it over."
The old mama was shocked. "Your Highness … Your Highness wants to go to the old concubine's place together?"
Long Fei Ye did not answer the old nanny, nor did he pay any attention to Han Yunxi. After he finished speaking, he walked very fast.
Han Yunxi's body reacted faster than her brain. She quickly chased after him. She was nervous and her heart was beating faster. How would this guy deal with it?
She wanted to ask, but didn't know where to start. Instead, she chased him all the way to Grand Concubine Yi's gates.
A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl was standing at the entrance. She was so thin that she looked like she would be blown away by a gust of wind. She was dressed simply and looked pure. Her eyes were especially gentle. This was none other than Grand Concubine Yi's adopted daughter, Murong Wanru.
As soon as she saw them, Murong Wanru hurried forward and called out shyly, "Big bro, you came too?"
Murong Wanru's voice was so tender it could melt a person's heart. Han Yunxi felt goosebumps rise all over her body as she silently sighed with emotion. What a big, tender flower!
She was a delicate, soft, and pitiful beauty, but Long Fei Ye simply treated her like air and walked in without a word.
As it turned out, this guy was so cold to everyone.
"Big bro …"
Murong Wanru's voice was soft and gentle, tinged with a bit of grievance. Han Yunxi shivered again as goosebumps rose all over her body.
But Murong Wanru only looked at her and sized her up. A flash of jealousy flitted past her eyes, but her face was still smiling kindly. "Sister-in-law, you're so beautiful!"
So speaking, she affectionately took Han Yunxi by the arm and comforted her. "My big bro's just like that, don't mind him. Come, I'll take you inside. "
Just then, she was the one who'd been treated like air by Long Fei Ye. His words made it sound like she was the host and Han Yunxi was the guest.
No matter how good an adopted daughter was, she wasn't surnamed Long. No matter how unfavored a daughter-in-law, she was still the future mistress of the house.
Han Yunxi put on a false smile. "Many thanks to Miss Murong. I can go in myself."
As he spoke, he pushed her hand away without a trace and walked in with large strides.
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