Qing Dynasty Consort: The Fourth Prince's Beloved Concubine

A sweet romance novel, focusing on doting early on, followed by exclusive adoration, exclusive adoration, exclusive adoration!

A cold, rigid Fourth Prince with a peculiar thought process meet...

Chapter 702 What a ruthless hand!

The princess was a little more talkative in the main courtyard today, and everyone waited a little longer after they arrived.

As Li Chenjiao emerged from the main courtyard, she was immediately hit by a wave of heat. She didn't even bother to use a fan and quickened her pace toward the east courtyard.

If I see someone on the street, I nod once and then don't want to say anything.

When they arrived at the east courtyard, their voices preceded their arrival.

"What's in the kitchen today? I'm starving. Do you have pickled cucumbers? I'm craving those... Hmm, is it plum juice, mung bean and lily soup, or mung bean and pumpkin soup today...? It smells like mung bean soup. Fourth Master doesn't like mung bean and pumpkin soup. If it were me today, I'd have to drink his share too... Quick, I'm going to change my clothes, I'm so hot..."

Li Chenjiao chattered on and on, her nose twitching slightly as she talked about mung bean and pumpkin soup, before she hurried off to the main room.

They didn't even glance at the Fourth Master, they just... ignored him completely...

Qiu Hu held the umbrella for her master and didn't notice anyone for a moment. Lü Mei took the fan that her master handed her and subconsciously headed towards the small kitchen.

Everyone ignored the figure under the locust tree.

Su Peisheng and Fu Lu, who were standing to the side, both showed expressions of wanting to say something but holding back.

Xiao Luzi, who entered the East Courtyard last, was the only one who noticed the arrival of the Fourth Master, but by the time he came in, the Fourth Master had already closed his eyes again.

Fourth Master spoke up: "Let's see when she notices there's another person in the courtyard."

Su Peisheng and Fu Lu: Well, all those decades of hard work went to waste, so they don't count.

Su Peisheng turned and glared at Xiao Luzi.

Xiao Luzi had to stop his attempt to spread the word.