Mu Yanqin stared at the man in white standing on the pavilion, his voice as cold as a knife.
Mu Youzhi slowly turned around, his dim eyes drifting down to an unknown distance, "From what standpoint do you question?"
Mu Yanqin smiled coldly, "Just because she is my princess."
"If I remember correctly, Ninth Brother gave her to me a long time ago." Mu Youzhi turned her back to him without interest, "I have no interest in getting the things stolen by others. But.
, whether you will change your mind depends on your mood."
Mu Yanqin raised his indifferent lips and glanced at him with cold eyes, "Fourth brother, you and the great scholar Chu Ziru have been friends for many years. You must have agreed to Chu Ziru's request when you rushed to save her that day.
Ninth brother sold this favor, but fourth brother didn't seem to appreciate it, and insisted on brushing off ninth brother's kindness."
He paused slightly and said lightly, "By the way, I heard that the pet that Fourth Brother raised a while ago seems to have disappeared, and now he is probably thinking of finding something else to replace it. Then Ninth Brother would like to give Fourth Brother some advice,
" His eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said word by word, "You can find any replacement, but don't touch anything you shouldn't."
After that, he turned around and left.
Mu Youzhi tilted his head slightly, searching for the place where he left with his waveless eyes.
"Your Majesty," Ruan Zhong suddenly appeared beside him like a ghost, "Why don't you tell the Nine Kings that Miss Chu is actually..."
"Let her go."
Mu Youzhi lazily brushed her messy hair and said, "Place more people around her."
Ruan Zhong wanted to say something more, but in the end he just agreed silently.
When Mu Yanqin returned to the Fourth Prince's Mansion, Zhuo Lian, who had been waiting at the door, immediately greeted him, "My lord, are you back?"
"Lian'er?" Mu Yanqin handed the horse to the guard, looked at her pale cheeks and red and swollen eyes, and frowned, "Why are you here?"
Zhuo Lian brought her cold body close to him and raised her smile, "Lian'er is waiting for the prince to return home."
The maid behind her, Yumei, immediately said in a flattering manner, "My lord, I don't know that your concubine has been waiting here since you left the house, and she refuses to go back no matter how much I try to persuade you."
"Yumei, don't talk nonsense!" Zhuo Lian screamed with a red face, and then walked in with Mu Yanqin on her arm, "My lord, you didn't eat anything in the palace just now, and you went out in a hurry after returning home.
Lian'er was worried that you would be hungry when you came back, so she prepared some food."
"Lian'er," Mu Yanqin put his arms around her and raised his brows in disapproval, "Don't do such stupid things again in the future. There are many servants in the palace. If I am hungry, just give me an order."
Zhuo Lian quickly shook her head, "How can that be done? Lian'er is the prince's wife, and taking care of the prince is a matter of course. How can you let a servant do it?"
Mu Yanqin pinched the tip of her nose lovingly, "You are so stupid that it makes people feel bad."
Zhuo Lian smiled coyly and said, "Why am I so stupid?"
"Furong meets the prince."
Yi Furong and her maid Sinong were waiting in the house. Seeing the two of them being intimate, she was really angry and jealous, but she still had a sweet smile on her face.
Mu Yanqin slightly tilted his head, hugged Zhuo Lian and was about to pass her, but Yi Furong called out, "Your Majesty, I heard someone came to report that the princess sister is still in a coma, and Furong is preparing to go visit her."
"Still unconscious?" Mu Yanqin's eyes darkened a bit, and he said with a stern expression, "Go to Jian Yunyuan." He turned around and walked in the direction of Jian Yunyuan.
"I'll accompany you." Yi Furong followed him obediently. When she turned around, she cast a proud glance at Zhuo Lian. If you want to dominate the prince, then you have to fight to the death!
Zhuo Lian stood motionless, staring at his back with stiff eyes. But her heart was so hurt that she was bleeding. She just wanted to be the wife in his heart, the only one. Could it be that this was not possible?