"Your Highness, the gift list has been sorted out. Strangely enough, Prince Chen's Mansion sent two gifts." The butler came over with a gold-embossed booklet.

He turned a page and pointed at the gift record, wondering in confusion:

"It stands to reason that one copy should be sent from Prince Chen's Mansion, but Prince Chen should send one copy and Princess Chen should send one copy. How can a couple send separate copies? It's strange..."

Zong Zhengli's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately said:

"Give me the gift from Princess Chen!"

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The excitement of Prince Li’s wedding lasted until the evening.

As night fell and the guests dispersed, a low-key black carriage slowly drove up to the outside of Prince Chen's Mansion and stopped steadily.

Qin Ye was the first to jump down. He drank some wine, stretched himself drunkenly, and walked into the mansion leisurely.

Xiao Zhihua, who came down second, saw this and said considerately and sensibly:

"Chen, you haven't even entered the mansion yet, but the princess sister ignored you and left on her own. Isn't that too much of a disregard for you?"

Zong Zhengchen landed on the ground, stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly:

"No need to be so formal at home."

After saying this, he walked into the mansion.

Xiao Zhihua bit her lower lip. Did the prince mean that she was meddling in other people's business? But as a general on the battlefield, wasn't the word "rules" the most important thing for him?

He had never indulged others like this before...

Xiao Zhihua clenched her handkerchief tightly, a hint of evil flashed across her eyes, and she quickly followed him, saying:

"Chen, do you really think there's nothing going on between Sister Princess and Young Master Han?"

A special sentence made the man pause slightly.

She walked up to the man and said seriously, "Hua'er didn't mean to wrongly accuse the princess, but when a person's heart changes, you can't prevent it no matter what."

Before leaving the palace, Mrs. An from Prime Minister Qin's residence told her personally...

"If you don't believe me, you can search the princess's body. Hidden in her sleeve is a hairpin given by Master Han himself, and it was carved by Master Han himself. The pattern is exactly the princess' favorite flavor - fish!"

This hairpin is the most powerful evidence of the princess's infidelity.

Qin Ye and Han Muxi are having an affair. Such a fickle woman should be divorced long ago. Why keep her?

Zong Zhengchen looked at the woman's beautiful face with indifference.

She is the one who calls me "sister" all the time and is gentle and sensible. She is also the one who says that Qin Ye had a secret meeting in the teahouse and is shameless.

She was the one who kept saying that "sisters should live in harmony and the backyard should be peaceful", and she was also the one who said that Qin Ye was shameless and deliberately slandered him.

How can one person have so many different faces?

He looked at her silently, his voice calm: "You are right, once a person's heart changes, it cannot be prevented no matter what."

She is no longer the same person she was before.

Xiao Zhihua was secretly delighted when she heard this, and immediately said, "Chen, there is no time to lose, let's go to the princess's courtyard to verify the authenticity, Hua'er can't lie..."

“No need!”

Zong Zhengchen interrupted her coldly, "Pack up tonight and move to the villa outside the city early tomorrow morning. I will arrange everything."

Xiao Zhihua's whole body trembled, and her pupils shrank sharply, as if she was hallucinating:

"Wha...what..."

He chased her away?

The man who loved her, cared for her, and spoiled her so much in the past, actually wanted to drive her away for that ugly girl Qin Ye? !

The man's indifference was no longer the same as before. There was no more tenderness and favoritism in his eyes. He was so strange that it seemed as if he had changed his soul.

Xiao Zhihua panicked: "Chen, I didn't lie to you, everything I said is true!"

She rushed forward, grabbed the man's arm tightly, and shouted at the top of her lungs:

"When have I ever lied to you since we were little? What have I done that wasn't for you? Even if I feel sorry for everyone in the world, I won't feel sorry for you. It's Qin Ye who should go!"

There was no warmth in the man's eyes, like burnt ashes, without even a trace of warmth left.

He grabbed the woman's wrist and pried it apart from his arm, inch by inch:

"Someone come!"