The princess wants to divorce

Chapter 59 He's a bit ambiguous (2)

It's just that looking at her somewhat stunned face, she must have only understood a little bit.

"Xiao Yi, see off the guests." I raised my voice, ignoring her face that hadn't returned to normal, and hurriedly said.

When I left the house, I thought I was going very low-key.But where there is Zheng Xiaohan, there is no way to keep a low profile.

He took a rare day off from work and said that he would personally send me back to my mother's house.

I ignored him, but he insisted on staying by my side.When getting into the carriage, he stretched out his hand to help me up, but I didn't even give him a sideways glance, and asked the little one beside me to help me into the carriage.

Xiaoyi looked at me in embarrassment, and then at Zheng Xiaohan next to me, hesitating whether to extend her hand, I stared coldly, and she obediently came over to help me into the car.

"My lord, please come back earlier." Ruyan who came out of nowhere said something that made me uncomfortable. I sat in the carriage and waited for a while, then I saw Zheng Xiaohan coming up, glanced at me, and wanted to speak And stop.

I snorted coldly and turned my face to the side.

The space in the carriage is inherently small, but I always find that he and I often get along in such a small space. He sits next to me, and I feel our clothes rubbing against each other.

"The palace has something to deal with. It is a very important matter. If you are here, it may be dangerous, so I will let you go back to the prime minister's residence for a while."

What is he doing?explain?

I continued to turn my face away, with the will to treat him as air.

You fucking send me away, so why don't you send that Ruyan away?Excuses are all excuses.

"I'll pick you up when things are over."

Hmph, if you say pick it up, you will pick it up, if you say you will send it away, you will send it away, what do you think I am?

The Prince's Mansion is close to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Zheng Xiaohan just finished explaining, the carriage stopped, I still didn't look at him, got up, and prepared to get off.

But I was grabbed by him, but even so, I didn't look back at him, "Let go."

"During this time, take care of yourself."

The hands conveyed each other's warmth, and his palm, which was much larger than mine, showed signs of being inclusive of me. I struggled, "Let go." I didn't listen to what he said at all.

What does it matter to him whether he takes care of it or not?

He finally lets go.

I was about to get out of the carriage, but I heard him say, "Chuchu, can I understand your behavior as—taste?"

I paused, shocked by his words, but after a while, I lifted the curtain and said indifferently: "I'm not interested in a man with a heart." That is to say, to me, he is just It's just a husband, not a man who loves deeply.

Jumping off the carriage, the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion was wide open, and I entered the mansion without looking back. I didn't look at Zheng Xiaohan's face from the beginning to the end, so I couldn't see his expression of being hurt by me.

My mother still has charm and looks better than me, but when she saw me coming back, she first looked behind me and took my hand, "Didn't the lord come back with you?"

"Send it to the door, and I'll let him go back first." I looked at my mother, she was unfamiliar, but she was the person most familiar with this body.

(End of this chapter)