Zhishan held Hua Weiluo's hand with slight force, and Hua Weiluo gasped and said angrily: "Oh... please be gentle... it hurts me to death... are you angry again?"
Oh... Ouch... Why are you getting stronger and stronger!!"
Haitang, who was standing in the garden, stared dumbly at Zhishan dragging Hua Weiluo away. After being stunned for a long time, he pointed at their backs and asked Uncle Mo: "Who are they...
??Really a couple??”
"Oh, Princess, you don't know, this is the talented stranger that the Seventh Prince invited from Cangzhou. The young man in the dark robe is a teacher. I heard from the Seventh Prince that he is rich in knowledge, full of poems and books, and even
The Seventh Prince admires him very much. The one beside him is his wife, and their children are so big..."
As Uncle Mo spoke, he stretched out his hand to mark the height of Xiao Hui in the air, and explained towards Haitang.
"Already have children??" Haitang was immediately shocked. The girl just now seemed to be about the same age as herself, maybe even younger than herself. How could she be the mother of such a big child?
No... If she has time, she will go find that girl to learn from her... and get her pregnant with her and her husband's child earlier...
Haitang fell into deep thought as she thought about it.
Uncle Mo stood nearby and saw that she had not spoken for a long time, but his eyes were always staring in the direction where Hua Weiluo disappeared, so he quickly said: "Prince Princess, that girl is not here to compete with you for the seventh prince, don't worry!
!”
"Hmph, did I say she came to compete with me for Muying??" Haitang was startled by Uncle Mo's words. She came back to her senses and glared at him, and asked proudly: "Let me ask you, that girl just said
My husband has returned home today, but really?? Why didn’t he come to see me in my courtyard??”
"This...the prince's concubine..." Uncle Mo was suddenly sweating profusely and said respectfully: "The seventh prince indeed returned to the palace today, but before he even stepped into the palace gate, he hurriedly rode towards the palace.
I went to the palace, saying I was going to see the Holy Emperor. Oops, I mean, Princess, you must not lose your temper with the Seventh Prince because of this, otherwise the Emperor will know about it and think you are not allowed to go back to see him.
…”
"Hmph...I know..." Haitang snorted lowly, glanced at Uncle Mo, then turned and left: "I'm going back to the yard first. If my husband comes back, just let me know."
"Yes, I obey my orders!!" Uncle Mo quickly stretched out his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Seeing the little ancestor walking away, he breathed a sigh of relief.
After Hua Weiluo was dragged back to Qiuyan Pavilion by Zhishan with an evil look on his face, he finally took back his little hand. Seeing that he had made red fingerprints on his little white and jade hand, Hua Weiluo
Weiluo looked at him with an aggrieved face and said, "Why are you so angry..."
"That one named Haitang, don't get too close to her..." Zhishan stared at her with a pair of deep eyes for a long time, then finally opened his thin lips and said lightly.
"Why??" Hua Weiluo looked at him with a puzzled face. She always felt that the younger brother's expression was so serious...
"No reason..." Zhishan replied calmly and was about to continue saying something.
