He asked Li Xun, "Tell me, what should we do to make Han Zhou dislike her less?"
Li Xun smiled and said, "Chief Supervisor, isn't that simple? Just stop treating Consort Shu so specially from now on, and everything will be fine."
Xiao Heye frowned, his fingers unconsciously clenching on his knees. Li Xun noticed that the atmosphere in the carriage was strange, a bit too cold, so he immediately changed his words, "It's not that you really want the Supervisor to treat Consort Shu badly, but... you want the Deputy Supervisor to feel that you are treating Consort Shu badly."
Li Xun scratched his head and carefully forced a stiff smile onto his face.
This sentence may sound a bit convoluted, but with the intelligence of the Supervisor, you should be able to understand its deeper meaning, right?
"Okay, I understand." Xiao Heye pondered for a moment before slowly speaking.
Xiao Heye has always been a free spirit; he doesn't like beating around the bush, but this matter is indeed difficult to handle.
Last time, when Su Tiyue from the flower shop had an accident, he even hit Hanzhou. If he doesn't resolve the knot in Hanzhou's heart this time, it might really affect their relationship.
The carriage left the palace gates and headed east, eventually reaching the residence that Xiao Heye had purchased in Yong'an City.
It is called Qiushui Residence.
It was nominally his residence, but Xiao Heye rarely spent the night outside the palace, so the residence was mostly inhabited by Hanzhou and his adoptive father.
When the carriage arrived at Qiushui Residence, it was already past midnight.
After passing through the inner courtyard and entering the side room, Han Zhou sat lazily in a round-backed chair, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
He had drunk some wine, but was still fairly clear-headed. When he saw Xiao Heye enter, he grinned and said, "Brother, you're here."
Xiao Heye, his face dark, sat down in the chair in the middle of the room, coldly glaring at him, and asked, "Where is he?"
Clearly, the person Xiao Heye was referring to was Su Tiyue's second brother, Su Lang.
Han Zhou smiled, but felt somewhat unhappy.
Why is it that when he gets home, he asks about someone else instead of his younger brother?
"Brother, what's wrong with you? You don't actually think you're the savior, do you?"
"You do whatever that woman says? She told you to save someone, and you actually came to me asking for them back?"
Han Zhou took a big gulp of wine, his tone sharp.
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