"You're Chuanwen?"
The three women, including the old lady of the Marquis of Changxing, had already tactfully offered their seats to Consort Shu and stood respectfully to the side.
Chuanwen, who was called out, was taken aback, but still gave a standard bow according to the etiquette he had learned in the past few days, "Chuanwen greets Consort Shu."
The old lady of Changxing Marquis finally swallowed the blood she had just swallowed, and looking at her well-behaved granddaughter, she felt quite gratified.
"Since you find these snacks delicious, I will reward you with them all."
Although it was Consort Shu sitting and Chuanwen standing, the tone of voice was exactly like that of Consort Shu standing and Chuanwen lying down, so high and mighty.
Consort Shu gave a look to the palace maid beside her, who immediately understood, picked up the plate of pastries and placed it in Chuanwen's hands, while also giving Chuanwen a sharp look.
The message is completely nonsensical; it asks, "Why would you want to stab me?"
Looking down at the plate of unappetizing pastries, I thought, "Could I get a different reward?"
Seeing Chuanwen's humiliation, Consort Shu's dark expression brightened. She beckoned a young girl from the crowd over, took her hand warmly, and inquired about her well-being.
Faced with Consort Shu's affection, the young girl was not as at ease as usual. She secretly glanced at the Third Prince beside her. She couldn't believe that her cousin, whom she had secretly loved for many years, actually liked men, especially older men. But her father wouldn't lie to her, would he?
She wanted to cry, but the girl had unspeakable words and unbearable suffering.
She sat there on pins and needles for a long time, but her eyes finally lit up when she saw the Third Prince leave.
At this moment, Consort Shu was already chatting with the other noble ladies, so the young girl quietly left the pavilion and chased after the Third Prince's back.
After passing the artificial hill, the corridor, and the bamboo forest, they finally saw a glimpse of the Third Prince's robe. Just as they were about to chase after him and call out to him, they heard the Third Prince speaking to someone.
"What is the Second Miss looking at?"
At that moment, Chuanwen was standing under an orange tree, drooling as he looked up at the oranges that looked like little red lanterns, when suddenly a voice came from behind him. He turned around and saw that it was the Third Prince!
Then, in the next second, my calm mind finally reacted: [Third Prince!]
[He came to urinate too?]
The Third Prince's smile froze on his face. He hadn't come to urinate; he had come specifically to find her.
"Want some? I'll pick two for you."
The Third Prince composed himself, deciding not to argue with Chuanwen, and smiled warmly.
Chuan Wen thought to himself, "What the hell? Unsolicited kindness is always suspicious!"
Despite thinking this in his heart, Chuanwen still nodded honestly.
The Third Prince's smile froze again. "Fine, fine," he thought, "I won't argue with a little girl." With a few quick movements, he landed on a branch of the orange tree.
Chuanwen looked up and suddenly had a thought: [If the Third Prince is castrated, will he be unable to be with Sister Yu?]
After spending these days together, Chuanwen has come to like Chuanyu quite a bit, and he even wants to change the storyline where Chuanyu is physically and emotionally abused by the Third Prince.
The Third Prince, who had just picked an orange, slipped and almost fell. He barely managed to regain his balance when Chuanwen's voice came through again.
[Forget it, the feasibility is too low, and even if we did castrate him, he'd probably become even more perverted. He might even castrate every single man in the Great Jin Dynasty.]
Thinking about her father, brother, and that cheap grandfather and cheap uncle becoming eunuchs and speaking in a high-pitched voice, Chuanwen felt a chill. She should think of another way.
The Third Prince felt a bit lonely at the top, so he decided to go down quickly.
"Here you go, these orange trees in the palace are still very sweet."
The Third Prince's heart was already filled with darkness, but for the sake of his imperial ambitions, he still had to patiently coax this little girl in front of him.
"Thanks!"
Chuanwen accepted the oranges, expressing his gratitude, but inwardly he was thinking: "You said you'd pick two, and you really meant two! Brother Yan Jin, you're so stingy! It's just one orange, how delicious could it be? You can't even bear to give me an extra one."
The darkness in the Third Prince's heart deepened, but his face remained impassive, still clear and bright. Just as he was about to say that he would send a basket to Chuanwen's family, a young girl came out from behind the bamboo forest. She was the same girl who had chased after the Third Prince earlier.
She overheard the Third Prince talking to someone, so she hid behind him to peek at what was happening. Seeing the Third Prince actively engaging in conversation and picking oranges, she finally couldn't resist jumping out.
"Cousin, what are you doing?"
The girl walked over and stood beside the Third Prince. She looked at the two oranges in Chuanwen's hand and then said to the Third Prince in a coquettish tone, "Cousin, I want to eat oranges too. Can you pick a few for me?"
Chuan Wen got goosebumps all over. [Cousin? Could this be Hu Nuan'er, the niece of Consort Shu?]
The Third Prince felt a cool sensation beneath him as soon as he heard about picking oranges, so he called the guards behind him to pick some for Hu Nuan'er.
Hu Nuan'er gritted her teeth in anger. Her cousin hadn't even picked oranges for her himself, but he had just picked them for this country girl! The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She glared at Chuanwen, but he didn't even look at her, sighing inwardly.
[We're both villainous supporting characters, so why did Hu Nuan'er become the Third Prince's consort, while I died before even touching the Third Prince's hand?! Even if Hu Nuan'er's story is about a substitute, I still have the real and fake heiress trope, so why can't I live a few more episodes?!]
Chuanwen mentally screamed: "Come on, author, come out here, let's have a cup of tea and chat..."
The Third Prince was secretly delighted. A vicious female supporting character? He didn't quite understand, but he understood what Chuanwen meant: she liked him and wanted to be the Third Prince's wife!
"Sanmu, pick some more for the Second Miss."
The Third Prince ordered the guards who were picking oranges from the tree to comply. Hu Nuan'er's face was almost contorted with rage. They were clearly picking oranges for her, so how did it become that she picked more for that brat?
"No need, no need, these two are enough for me. You guys chat, I'm going back."
Chuanwen loves to eat, but she's not very interested in what the scumbag boyfriend gives her, so she takes her maid Xiaobi and leaves.
The Third Prince wanted to chase after her, but stopped when he saw that Hu Nuan'er's eyes were almost red.
Although he wanted to keep Chuanwen's position, there was no need to upset Hu Nuan'er for it. After all, the power of the Changxing Marquis's mansion was no match for the Hu family, which held the power of the guards. He still had to leave the position of the Third Prince's consort to this cousin.
I didn't chase after him, but I heard the unspoken words Chuanwen left behind as he departed.
【Pah, you scumbag! Go and ruin Hu Nuan'er's life, stay away from my Yu'er!】
[Get out of here! I'm suffocating from the stench of that scumbag!]
The Third Prince's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
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