Su Yu listened to the maid’s cold and tough voice, and finally had a slight realization; could it be that the maid was holding a grudge against him? But... what was she upset about?
Han Jing looked at Su Yu’s completely uncomprehending expression and couldn’t help but wonder, could it be that she hadn’t been obvious enough? She had already eaten so much of the al on the table, yet he still couldn’t see what she liked to eat?
Feeling too full, Han Jing decided to go out for a walk.
As she stood up, she pointed at the boiled pork slices and said, "I want to eat this again tomorrow, eight treasure sauce duck the day after tomorrow, as for the day after that... I’ll decide tomorrow."
Then she slightly raised her head and said, "I’m going for a stroll."
After speaking, she leisurely walked outside.
Su Yu was montarily stunned, got up, and took her cloak to follow her. The evening was sowhat chilly.
So, what she actually ant was she wanted to eat the als he personally cooked for her every day from now on? So, saying she had no appetite but still eating so much, was that telling him she had no appetite for anything else, but for his cooking, she did?
For the first ti, Su Yu felt that a woman’s thoughts were indeed hard to guess.
But fortunately, her little thoughts didn’t amount to much.
Su Yu followed her outside and personally helped Han Jing put on her cloak: "Where do you want to go?"
Han Jing looked up at the pitch-black sky, with hardly any moon at the end of the month: "Let’s just walk around casually, and see what the ho I’ll be living in from now on is like."
Su Yu’s heart was moved; ho?
Actually, he had never regarded this place as his ho, he didn’t even know where his ho was. He probably never had a ho since birth. He had an extrely disliking mother, and as for his father, he had never even heard of him. The forr Emperor’s favors were rely due to his infatuation with his mother’s looks, and even after she left, he couldn’t forget her.
His master took him back, taught him martial arts, giving him glory he could never have imagined, but at the sa ti, also gave him responsibilities he must bear.
So, he never knew where his ho really was.
Only at this mont, hearing this word from her mouth, did he suddenly feel a sense of stability, ho? He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and walked quietly with her in the garden. Now, he finally had a ho, right?
Ho was her, being with her, was his ho.
The next day, Han Jing called Lan Ling to inquire, and only then knew that the person who blocked the way yesterday was indeed sent by the Crown Prince.
Not to ntion, the Crown Prince was clever, knowing that yesterday’s incident wouldn’t cause any consequences, but after all, the entire city’s people witnessed it. As long as Su Yu decisively dealt with that person, it would inevitably leave the impression that he really was as rumored, fond of n. Although Su Yu didn’t mind these things, their marriage yesterday was, in a sense, a hint of alliance between the Eldest Princess and Prince Yu, and once bad rumors spread, people would surely start talking nonsense in the court.
Although Han Jing had never been involved in politics, she had acted in several palace dramas when she was in the entertainnt industry, and the power struggles were just about the sa plots.
Originally, they didn’t need to pay attention to those unfounded rumors, but since they decided to support Su Xingqiao’s ascension, they certainly couldn’t let bad rumors affect him.
So, thanks to Lan Ling’s cleverness, or else the whole Hanjing City would have been in an uproar today.
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