"Your Highness, I'm afraid that the princess has already gone to bed. Why don't you go back to Qinwu Courtyard and have a rest?"
Steward Deng swallowed and looked at the prince's side profile in the dim light.
Long Tianhao narrowed his eyes. He didn't look unhappy, but he didn't want to leave.
Today was really strange. Why was there something wrong with these two people today?
"Your Highness, the princess has gone to bed. The princess said that it's cold at night. You'd better go back and have a rest early. "
Finally, there came the slightly hesitant sound of the old maid from inside. It was estimated that she dared to reply with courage.
Steward Deng didn't say anything. He looked at the prince with a pair of shrewd old eyes and asked for his master's opinion.
"Your Highness …" Before he said "Your Highness", he lost sight of the prince.
He scratched his head and looked at the tightly closed door. After thinking for a while, he didn't want to be nosy and followed them in.
Hey, the prince and the princess were really special. They didn't go through the door but had to climb over the wall.
He gently jumped up to the wall of Liuxin Courtyard.
It was dark in the courtyard, and there was not even a single lamp.
Long Tianhao did not know why, but a sense of displeasure rose in his heart.
It seemed that his princess didn't have any self-awareness.
The breeze blew over Long Tianhao's face and brought a trace of warmth.
It was so strong that even he felt a little drunk.
He walked to the main room of Liuxin Courtyard and pushed open the door of Lin Mengya's room without thinking.
Lin Mengya, who was resting on the bed with her eyes closed, opened her eyes the moment the door was pushed open.
Qinghu didn't appear, so he must not be an outsider.
There was a faint smell of alcohol in the air. Lin Mengya sneered in her heart.
Long Tianhao, after drinking too much, took the opportunity to be a hooligan?
Humph, wishful thinking!
Since the days when they got married, Long Tianhao rarely stepped into this bedroom.
It was still the same as that day, but there was a little more fragrance that belonged to a girl.
It was not the incense he was used to, nor was it the so-called rouge fragrance. It didn't even belong to any kind of perfume.
It was completely the smell that belonged to Lin Mengya.
For some unknown reason, his originally slightly depressed mood had actually quietly dissipated quite a bit.
"Your Highness is in a good mood. Aren't you happy to have a beauty?"
A cold and indifferent voice suddenly sounded.
Long Tianhao was stunned. With the help of the moonlight, he saw the woman sitting on the bed.
"I — just —"
All of a sudden, Long Tianhao was at a loss for words. He could not understand why he had the mood to climb over the wall and come in.
"If there's nothing else, Your Highness, please return. It's getting late, I should rest. "
Lin Mengya impolitely asked him to leave. Her tone was as cold as frost, as if it was not mixed with any personal feelings.
But to Long Tianhao, these words had a different meaning.
"You are my Princess. Isn't it normal for me to come to your room to rest for a while?"
His tone suddenly carried a hint of anger.
As Long Tianhao spoke, he walked up to Lin Mengya's bed.
The two of them were in a stalemate, as if they were in a race of strength.
"Does Your Highness have to do this?"
Lin Mengya crossed her arms and stared coldly at the figure outside the tent.
"So what if I am? So what if I am not? " Today, Long Tianhao was not as cold as a prince. The alcohol seemed to have aroused his rare playfulness.
"If you are, then come up and sleep with me."
The situation was changing rapidly, but Lin Mengya gave in so easily!
"Aren't you angry?"
Long Tianhao asked tentatively. He did not believe that Lin Mengya would say yes.
"What's the use of being angry? You're the prince, you have the final say."
She made it sound as if she was an insignificant person. Long Tianhao did not know whether to sleep with her or not.
He lifted the cloud-like hibiscus curtain and saw Lin Mengya, who was only wearing a white undergarment, sleeping with her eyes closed.
Although there was no sound, everyone could tell that Lin Mengya was really angry at this moment.
"I drank some wine."
After thinking for a while, Long Tianhao's voice sounded faintly.
Lin Mengya could feel that he was sitting next to her, but she did not open her eyes or reply.
"The red jade was given to me by King Ming."
Somehow, Long Tianhao took the initiative to explain to Lin Mengya.
Perhaps it was the law of Dajin that the prince had to report to the princess if he wanted to take a concubine.
"Whether it was given to you by King Ming or not, it has nothing to do with me. As long as the prince likes it, what's the harm in marrying eight or ten concubines? "
The moment Lin Mengya said this, she suddenly realized that she was like a jealous wife.
She immediately regretted it. How could it be possible? Long Tianhao was only her boss, nothing more!
"I won't marry eight or ten concubines, I will only marry one princess!"
Long Tianhao was a little angry. Not to mention the Prince, even the Emperor could only marry the Empress in a formal way.
After that, he left angrily.
Lin Mengya opened her eyes and stared blankly at the empty room.
Yes, Long Tianhao would fall in love with a woman sooner or later.
Not a heartless woman like her, whose hands were stained with blood.
In fact, she had already prepared to leave at any time, hadn't she?
Since this was the case, why bother to be entangled here?
After leaving Lin Mengya's Liuxin Courtyard, Long Tianhao sat in a small pavilion in the garden.
The wind blew away the faint drunkenness, and his body temperature seemed to drop.
What, what was he doing just now?
Shaking his head, Long Tianhao didn't know what had happened to him just now.
He already had Lin Mengya as his wife, and that woman was forced upon him.
Moreover, she was not of the same race, so she must have a different heart.
He wouldn't let such an unstable factor become the person who slept beside him.
To him, the princess was just a tool to carry on the family line.
Lin Mengya was not troublesome, and she was smart, and could be of help to him.
Even though there were so many secrets, and even though he could not completely see through her, Lin Mengya was qualified to be his wife.
Apart from the princess, he could not "marry" anyone else. Did Lin Mengya not know the law of Dajin?
There was no reason to talk between a man and a woman.
Lin Mengya completely misunderstood Long Tianhao, and Long Tianhao didn't know how to explain.
The next morning, the whole mansion felt the low pressure from Liuxin Courtyard.
Although Lin Mengya still had a slight smile on her face when dealing with people, the servants were all submissive and no one dared to offend the princess. "Sister Baiji, could you please bring the water for the princess to wash her face?"
The little maid in the courtyard looked at Baiji timidly, and her little face was full of pleading.
"Can't you bring it to her yourself? The princess won't eat you. "
Baiji looked puzzled. Usually, these little maids would prepare the water, and then she and Baizhi would go in to help the princess to wash up.
Why were they all blocking his door like a swarm of bees today?
"Alright, Baiji and I will serve the princess today, and you can all leave."
Baishao, who had finished washing up, walked to the door, and took the silver basin from the little maid.
"What's wrong with today? Why do they all want to be lazy? Baishao, if the princess knows that you let them do as they please, won't she punish you? "
Although she said that, Baiji also carried the things that Lin Mengya needed and followed Baishao to the main room.
"My good sister, do you really not understand, or are you pretending not to understand? Last night, the prince brought a woman back. According to the princess's character, she will be very angry! These little maids can't understand the master's temper, so they will naturally be frightened. "
Baishao explained in a low voice, and Baiji, who was slow to understand, finally understood.
"But isn't it normal for the prince to have a few concubines? Princess, you should be magnanimous, right? "
It was common to hear that rich families had three wives and four concubines, and even the rich man in the village had a concubine.
Why didn't it work when it came to the princess?
Baishao didn't agree with Baiji's point of view. It was enough for a man to have one wife.
What's more, the princess was beautiful and capable. Why didn't the prince know how to be content?
Miss Jiang had turned the entire manor upside down.
She was not blind, and could see that Second Miss was interested in the prince.
But none of these people could be compared to the princess. She really didn't know what the prince was thinking.
The two entered the room, and without a word, they helped Lin Mengya get up from the bed.
Lin Mengya didn't fly into a rage, nor did she complain. Lin Mengya didn't change at all. Everything was normal.
Suddenly, the two maids felt that the princess didn't seem to care about the matter of the western vassal state.
But when it was time for breakfast, Lin Mengya frowned and moved the plate of pickled cucumbers to the side.
"Why are the cucumbers so sour today?"
The moment Lin Mengya said this, Baishao and Baiji looked at each other.
It seemed that the princess was not completely indifferent. She was jealous, wasn't she?
"Master, if it's too sour, you don't have to eat it."
Baiji took the initiative to put the plate of pickled cucumbers into the food box. Lin Mengya frowned and reached out her chopsticks to the plate of cucumbers with golden needles.
"Why is this sour too? What is the kitchen doing? Is vinegar free? "
She put down her chopsticks heavily. Lin Mengya hated sour food the most.
Now all the dishes were sour. How was she supposed to eat them?
"Master, please have some porridge. It's sweet."
Baishao hurried forward and moved out a few dishes with a sour taste.
Lin Mengya had lost her appetite, so she picked up the spoon and ate the sweet porridge.
"Eh? Why is the porridge sour? This chef is getting worse and worse. Baishao, go and teach him a lesson! "
Lin Mengya was so angry that she threw the sour porridge on the table and said angrily.
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