The scoundrel’s gaze was too intense, making Situtu Xueer’s heart churn with disgust. She said to Situ Yongjie, "Father, I must take my leave. The Prince is still waiting for at the mansion!"
Situ Yongjie was taken aback for a mont, "So soon! You’ve just returned and haven’t even had a al!"
"No need, there’s plenty of ti in the future. I’ll co back often to keep you company, Father." As she spoke, Xuexue’s eyes glanced, intentionally or not, at the Fourth Prince beside her. The implication was clear: the Fourth Prince kept looking at her with affection; staying longer would surely put her chastity at risk.
Situ Yongjie also realized this and quickly nodded, "Very well, the Prince has just recovered; you should return to take care of him."
"Alright!"
Xuexue stood up, ready to head back to the War Prince’s Mansion.
Unexpectedly, the Fourth Prince also stood up, his bewitching eyes staring straight at her, "Miss Xuexue, I’m on the way. Why don’t I escort you back?"
At these words, the room fell silent. Everyone was wondering why the Fourth Prince followed Situtu Xueer around like a shadow.
Did he not know she was already married?
Didn’t he know her husband was the War Prince?
Wasn’t the Royal Family always concerned about face and reputation?
Why didn’t this apply to the Fourth Prince?
These past two days, the Fourth Prince’s relentless pursuit of Xuexue was astonishing.
Everyone thought, why didn’t The Emperor do sothing about the Fourth Prince’s antics, not worried about becoming a laughingstock?
But, strangely enough, the reputation-conscious emperor and empress allowed it. Not only was everyone puzzled, but even Situ Yongjie was deeply confused: what exactly was The Emperor thinking, not stopping the Fourth Prince’s behavior.
The true story was known only to the parties involved.
The Emperor never wanted an alliance between the General’s Mansion and the War Prince’s Mansion. Now, with the Fourth Prince trying to disrupt that, he couldn’t be happier and had no intention of stepping in. He preferred to watch the drama unfold from a distance.
Xuexue shook her head slightly, her voice cold and clear, "No need. I have a carriage, no need to trouble the Fourth Prince."
The Fourth Prince, relentless, his voice magnetic, said, "The Capital hasn’t been very safe lately. For your safety, my carriage will follow behind and escort you back."
The Capital not safe?
Impossible, surely?
If the emperor’s doorstep isn’t safe, what place is?
Ever since the Pri Minister’s only son was killed by a dwarf, anger led him to massacre on the streets for days. Since then, the Capital has been peaceful with no incidents reported.
Moreover, any trouble in the Capital was usually caused by high-ranking officials, wasn’t it?
Commoners wouldn’t dare cause trouble under the emperor’s reign.
With the infamous War Prince stationed here, itinerant world people wouldn’t dare seek death.
Knowing it was all just an excuse by the Fourth Prince, there was no point in arguing further. Xuexue casually said, "Suit yourself."
Saying this, she left the General’s Mansion with Zi Xia.
Seeing the Fourth Prince about to follow Situtu Xueer, Situtu Qinger beca anxious, quickly stepping in to stop the Fourth Prince, sweetly saying, "Fourth Prince, I personally painted a picture for you. I wonder if...?"
Saying this, she twisted the handkerchief tightly in her hands, appearing very nervous.
Situtu Xueer’s figure had already reached the doorway.
The Fourth Prince felt a sense of urgency.
But the beauty before him looked so pitiful that he couldn’t bear to refuse. As he hesitated, Xuexue’s figure turned a corner at the doorway and disappeared. Realizing he couldn’t catch up, a wave of disappointnt washed over the Fourth Prince. He thought to himself, "No worries, there’s plenty of ti in the future. As the saying goes, you may escape the monk, but you can’t escape the temple."
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