The Prime Minister is such a shrewd person. Based on the conversation between the two, he can immediately make many associations.
First: The information that the prince often comes in and out of Maple Mountain Villa is accurate. It seems that the existence of Maple Mountain Villa is probably related to the prince. Even the real owner of Maple Mountain Villa is actually the prince. If it is explained in this way, it seems that there are many
Things were explained clearly, such as why Wan Wan lived outside the house, but he remained silent and did not impose any restrictions, which was obviously acquiescence.
Second: Wanwan’s personal money, at most, was the dowry sent to her family. Although it was rich, it was far from enough to build such a magnificent house. When the prince appeared, the problem was solved. The money should have come from the prince, and he used
In the name of Wan Wan, the husband sings and the wife follows, hiding people's ears and eyes, and the clothes are seamless.
Third: There is absolutely no emotion between the prince and Wanwan. When Wanwan looked at the prince, there was light and clear joy in the depths of her phoenix eyes. For a person who did not have big mood swings, even when she saw her parents, she acted extremely
For a cold and distant woman, even a slight change can clearly express her true thoughts.
A big stone suddenly fell to the ground in the Prime Minister's heart.
It seems that he can rest assured.
As a result, there was a more sincere smile on his face, and the prince helped him up without insisting that he should meet with the courtesy of a monarch and a minister. He returned to his original seat and sat down firmly.
He is Taishan, the prince's father-in-law.
Only at this moment do I have such a one-two-part real feeling.
Next, we chatted about some trivial matters. Most of the topics revolved around the mountains and rivers of the North, and nothing related to Maple Mountain Villa was mentioned again.
Madam silently watched Bei Che taking care of Wan Wan, not to mention the joy in her heart.
It doesn't matter that her daughter is cold to her. She has been ill for so many years and knows nothing. She got married not long after she woke up and has no time to cultivate more mother-daughter love. However, as long as her daughter lives happily, being cold and distant will be fine.
What could she do? It was still the flesh that fell from her body, and she would always cherish it.
By the time I saw off the Prime Minister and his wife, it was already afternoon.
Xiang Wanwan watched the carriage of the two elders disappear at the end of a maple forest, then raised her eyebrows and half-smiled, "Your Highness is truly a living Bodhisattva who has clairvoyance and ears, and is compassionate and compassionate to those who are in distress."
Far away in the capital, more than ten miles apart, the Prime Minister walked in front of him, and he arrived on the back, pretending to be the owner of Maple Mountain Villa, entertaining distinguished guests.
Bei Che, you really care about Maple Mountain Villa.
"Where is it? I just have nothing to do. I came to see you and have lunch. Who is that? Ruowu, no, no, no, let's change it to Bao Ai. Go to the kitchen and give instructions. I want to eat the accelerator green bamboo shoots I made yesterday. What's the point?
There is pickled fish, let them make it again according to yesterday's taste." Bei Che smiled wryly, the hero was not skillful enough to save the beauty, and his eyesight appeared.
How embarrassing.
"Are you deliberately taking Maple Mountain Manor over to you? Aren't you afraid of the troubles that will follow? From now on, the prince will be responsible for killing people, setting fires, and robbing homes and homes." She reminded him with a hint of truth, waiting to see Bei Che.
reaction.
The prince looked sad, his brows furrowed as if fighting with a caterpillar, "Oh, what can we do? Husband and wife become one, and this is exactly what should be done."