Princess, be nice

Chapter 68

"That's Yuan Changhuan from Rongyuanhou's Mansion just now!" The one who spoke was Chi Lang, the son of Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, who was ridiculed by Yuan Changhuan for his sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks in the Peach Blossom Forest.

"I didn't expect to hook up with the Seventh Prince."

A group of dudes suddenly felt a gust of cold wind.

"Young Master Chi, don't talk about people's faults in small talk, sit quietly and always think about your own mistakes." A gentle voice like a flowing spring breeze followed.

Immediately refreshed.

"Thank you, son!" There are many nobles in Pingcheng, but after seeing the thank you, most of them are respectful.

A group of people said hello respectfully.

Xie Ci nodded his head slightly, his white jade-like face was dyed with a little light color, and his steps were leisurely and elegant, like a peerless master who came gracefully in meticulous ink and wash.

Chi Lang suddenly said, "What is the meaning of Xie Shizi?"

Xie Ci's eyes were indifferent, "Young Master Chi has read a lot of poetry and books, so do you need this son to interpret this sentence for you?"

Someone echoed: "Yeah, I don't understand such a simple sentence, Mr. Xie wants you not to gossip about others behind your back!"

Chi Lang's face darkened immediately, "Could I be wrong, if I hadn't had an affair with the Seventh Prince, how could I have come here in the Seventh Prince's carriage!"

"Heh..." Xie Ci sneered, and murmured in a low voice, "An affair?"

"It's strange if there is an affair. What I saw with my own eyes was that the Seventh Prince deliberately bumped into Miss Yuan's carriage, and Miss Yuan snatched the Seventh Prince's carriage in a rage." Ting Zhuo lifted his chin and hummed: " Gentlemen, seeing is believing, and hearing is believing, especially this kind of narrow-minded person who was rejected by Miss Yuan must be false."

"I didn't expect Mr. Chi to be hated because of love."

"Tsk tsk, I almost believed Mr. Chi's words."

"..."

Hearing everyone whispering, Ting Zhuo looked proudly at his heir.

A look of begging for rewards.

Chi Lang's fists were about to be crushed, his eyes were sinister, and his voice was hoarse, "It's nonsense, the Seventh Prince is His Royal Highness, how dare Yuan Changhuan dare to snatch the Seventh Prince's carriage."

The voice fell.

From a distance, he saw the Seventh Prince walking with a gloomy face supported by the eunuch.

"Where is this woman Yuan Changhuan? My Highness can't spare her!"

The Seventh Prince's cold voice reached everyone's ears.

The truth is so obvious...

The words of the servant next to Xie Shizi are completely true.

And Mr. Chi... slapped him in the face!
Overwhelmed by disgusted and disgusted eyes.

Xie Ci turned around calmly, and slowly stepped into the Fourth Prince's Mansion.

Of course, Yuan Changhuan didn't know about the episode outside.

As soon as she came in, she was welcomed into the wedding room to talk with the side concubine.

Most of them are young noble ladies. Tang Fanfan himself has quite a few younger sisters. Although they are only side concubines, anyone with a discerning eye knows that this side concubine is only for a while.

As long as the Grand Scholar of Tang Dynasty is still reused by His Majesty, the position of Concubine will be hers.

Otherwise, why would a mere side concubine need to hold a wedding banquet.

Even several princes and princesses were all present.

Soon, the banquet began.

There were fewer and fewer people in the wedding room, and finally only Yuan Changhuan was left among the guests.

"You go out first, this concubine and Miss Yuan have something to say in the boudoir."

"Yes……"

The group quickly packed up and left.

There was no one around, Tang Fanfan lifted the hijab over his face.

With vigilant and sharp eyes, he lowered his voice and asked, "Did you know that I was pregnant...?"

Yuan Changhuan raised his eyes and looked at the young and beautiful woman in a gorgeous light red wedding dress, wearing a flying phoenix bun, surrounded by emerald beads, and smiled softly: "Yes."

(End of this chapter)