Song Qingxue watched Zhao Wanqiu leave. As soon as she left, Song Qingxue hurried out of the field and trotted up the stairs to find Xiahou Chongyuan.

"How about it? I said I can win the championship this year, you have no objection, right?"

Xiahou Chongyuan looked up at her and smiled faintly, "No objection, you are beyond my expectation."

Song Qingxue was so proud that her tail was almost up in the sky. She put her hands on her hips and looked very proud.

"Humph! I can do more than that. Do you regret losing a wife like me who is good at everything?"

"I regret it so much! Honey, let's make peace!"

"That won't work." Song Qingxue immediately stopped smiling and stared at him. "Since it's already been lost, there's no room for reconciliation. Forget it."

In fact, considering what Xiahou Chongyuan had done for her these days, she had thought about reconciling with him, but every time she had this thought, countless concerns came to her mind, making her dare not take this step at all.

Xiahou Chongyuan knew what she was worried about, so he didn't force her. When he heard her refusal, he calmly accepted it and said along with her: "You have to think about it. If it doesn't work this time, then maybe next time."

He won't give up anyway.

"Why do you have to do this? My journey is to the stars and the sea, and my dream is far, far away. But the Imperial City is your home. We are destined not to be together."

Seeing that he was not angry, Song Qingxue imitated his tone and spoke out what was in her heart half jokingly and half seriously.

But who would have thought that Xiahou Chongyuan would actually smile and say, "It doesn't matter. No matter how far you want to go, I will go with you."

"Oh, what are you talking about?" Song Qingxue didn't know how to respond to this, so she simply didn't respond and changed the subject very stiffly, "I'm hungry, let's go back and eat first."

In order to come early to watch the game and analyze the situation at noon, she ran here without eating a single bite, and now she was really hungry.

"good."

Song Qingxue and Xiahou Chongyuan left the scene, but they didn't notice that someone was staring at them.

To be more precise, he was staring at Song Qingxue.

Song Qingxue's performance today was indeed unexpected.

Meng He looked at her slender back and narrowed his eyes with interest.

"Interesting, this woman is both beautiful and interesting."

He praised it, and then said to the person next to him: "Amuda, what do you think?"

Upon hearing this, the man named Amu Da nodded quickly and said, "Your Highness is right."

"I hope I'll have a chance to compete with her."

Amu Da was very clever this time. After hearing what he said, he quickly agreed: "That woman's archery skills are good. She will definitely be able to hold on to the end and compete with you, Prince."

"I suppose so."

…

After Zhao Wanqiu returned home, she threw a tantrum and smashed everything that could be smashed in the house. The maids in the house were so scared by her that they dared not even take a step near her Qiu Residence.

"Bitch bitch bitch!"

"Song Qingxue! You will die a miserable death!!"

As soon as Xiahou Chun arrived at the gate of Qiuju Courtyard, he heard her hysterical cursing and the sound of porcelain breaking.

He looked into the courtyard and asked with a green face, "What's going on?"

"Reporting to the prince, the princess was furious for a long time when she came back, and she hasn't calmed down yet."

The maid who answered was trembling slightly, and her voice became uncertain because of fear.

"Okay, let's all go down."

Xiahou Chun dismissed the servants and then walked towards the yard.

When he reached the door, he paused, then reached out and knocked on it a few times.

"What are you knocking for? Get out of here!"

It was not difficult to hear that Zhao Wanqiu was indeed very angry.

Xiahou Chun was even more upset by her yelling, so he kicked open the door and walked into the room.

"Why are you so angry, Princess?"

"Your Majesty?"

Zhao Wanqiu paused, but still threw the antique porcelain bottle in her hand to the ground.

The sound of "pop" was deafening.

But she did not give Xiahou Chun a chance to scold her. As soon as she threw the porcelain bottle, she covered her face and stepped on the porcelain fragments on the ground, ran to Xiahou Chun and threw herself into his arms.

"Your Highness! I really didn't expect that she would..."

"That bitch Song Qingxue! She actually learned so many things without telling me! I used to treat her as a sister, but I didn't expect that she would secretly learn so many things in order to surpass me in everything!"

"Wuwuwu...Prince, I hate it! I hate it!"

Xiahou Chun frowned slightly, but didn't believe a word she said.

He pushed her away from his arms in annoyance, and then said coldly: "No matter how much you hate me, it's not a reason to throw things around."

Although he didn't value these bottles in the house, it was really annoying to see her throwing things and making a scene.

"You! Your Majesty! I am not as important as these broken things now!"

Zhao Wanqiu's eyes were red and she felt extremely aggrieved.

"I got mad at that bitch outside, and you didn't even bother to comfort me, but you actually scolded me for these broken bottles!"

"You are the one who is inferior to others in every way and you are jealous. Now you want to blame others for making you suffer. If you were more useful, would you be outdone by others?"

The more Xiahou Jun looked at her, the more annoyed he became. Seeing that she was making a fuss, he had no intention of comforting her at all.

"Now you think I'm useless? Why didn't you tell me when you asked me for help from Shangshu Mansion?"

"I don't want to quarrel with you. Go to the temple and kneel down to reflect on yourself. You can stand up when you are no longer angry."

"You! Xiahou Chun! You ungrateful thing! You..."

Zhao Wanqiu pointed at him and wanted to scold him, but Xiahou Chun didn't give her the chance.

He turned around and walked out, saying as he walked, "Come here, take the princess to the Buddhist temple to reflect on herself. When she is done reflecting, you can give her a meal!"

He was also very angry, and his voice became a little sharp when he said this.

"Xiahou Chun! How could you do this to me!"

Zhao Wanqiu wanted to chase after him, but was held back by two guards.

"Let go! Let go!"

She struggled hard and wanted to chase Xiahou Chun, but the two guards were too strong and she couldn't break free at all.

Zhao Wanqiu was dragged to the Buddhist temple, but Xiahou Jun left the palace in a state of frustration and walked into the music hall.

Xiahou Chun was a frequent visitor to the music hall. When the shopkeeper saw him coming, he hurriedly came up to him with a smile.

"Your Excellency has not been here for a long time. Are you going to the private room on the third floor today? Will you please call Miss Qin Zhen?"

"Um."

He was in a bad mood today, and went into the private room to listen to the piano, but the music did not touch his heart as it did in the past.

Seeing this, the girl playing the piano stopped after playing the song.

She placed her hands lightly on the strings and looked at him through the gauze curtain.

"Your Majesty, are you in a bad mood today?"

Hearing this, Xiahou Chun immediately put on his usual smile and tilted his head slightly to look inside through the gap in the gauze curtain.

"Oh? How did Miss Qin Zhen know that?"

Qin Zhen lowered her head, pursed her lips and smiled, saying, "Usually when the prince comes, he always praises me, but today he just sat there in a daze without saying a word. I guess the prince must be worried about something today?"

"Yes, some."

"If Your Majesty does not mind, you can talk to me about it, so that you don't have to keep it to yourself, which might harm your health."

Upon hearing this, Xiahou Chun's smile deepened, but there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

"She used to be as gentle and caring as you, but now that she's married, she's like an uneducated jealous woman, jealous of everything about others."

Qin Zhen stood up and walked out from behind the gauze curtain. "That must be because the princess cares too much about you."

"You are still the best." Xiahou Chun sighed and hugged her in his arms.

"Qin Zhen, come with me, okay?"