Even though the carriage was stable, it still felt bumpy to Hongli at that moment. He felt his mind becoming dizzy from the swaying, and he suddenly saw his childhood friends playing together in the Imperial Garden, and then he saw the Fourth Prince and Lanqin teaching him to write...
I'm afraid I'm drunk. In the carriage where no one could see him, Hongli faced his own state and was unusually honest for once.
Upon arriving at the Prince's residence, Hongli stood at the entrance for a while in the cool breeze. Feeling that it wouldn't be good for Mingyu to see him in this state, he didn't go to the main courtyard. Thinking that he hadn't visited Xueying for many days due to matters of the court, he turned around and went to the east courtyard.
"Master, the Prince has arrived!" When A'Luo heard the maid report that Hongli had entered the East Courtyard, she hurriedly pulled back the curtain to reveal Xueying, who was already in bed resting.
Upon hearing A'Luo's words, Xueying felt both joy and fear. She was joyful that the prince had arrived, but fearful that this was just another dream. However, the next moment, Hongli appeared before her and told her that this was not a dream, but reality.
After bowing, Xueying hurriedly got up to serve.
"Xueying, there's no need for so much formality between us." Hongli stood there, somewhat dazed as he spoke, his eyes fixed on Xueying.
Xueying was taken aback, then sniffed and indeed smelled the alcohol on Hongli. She helped him sit down and teased, "Your Highness only comes to me when you're drunk."
This was a joke, but also a way of being affectionate.
Hongli pulled Xueying into his arms and stroked her back as if soothing a child. "I've wronged you."
"How could that be? I am more than satisfied with Your Highness's presence in the East Courtyard."
After the two snuggled together and exchanged some tender words, Xueying helped Hongli wash up before helping the still-drunk Hongli to bed to rest.
The next morning, when Xueying woke up, there was no one beside her. She looked out the window and saw that the sun was already high in the sky.
Touching her flat stomach, Xueying recalled Hongli's passion last night, and her face flushed.
When A'luo, who was standing guard to the side, saw that Xueying had woken up, she came over to help her wash up.
"Why did you choose this gorgeous hairpin?" Xueying picked up the Purple Butterfly hairpin that A'luo had picked out, and twirled it. The Purple Butterfly on the hairpin seemed to come alive and fluttered around.
"My lord, have you forgotten? Today is the day to pay our respects to the Fujin (principal wife)."
Xueying was taken aback. "I know." But she wouldn't usually dress so charmingly when she went to pay her respects.
"This hairpin suits you best, it's not flashy at all," A'luo said, but in her heart she was thinking about how her master had served her yesterday, and she had to dress up nicely today so that those gossipy guys would grind their teeth in despair!
After getting dressed, Xueying helped A'luo to the main courtyard. Xueying had gotten up late today and it had taken her some time to get ready, so everyone was already there when she arrived.
Yesterday, the news that Hongli had stayed in the East Courtyard had already spread throughout the entire backyard. When the beautiful women, dressed in their finest attire, saw that Xueying had arrived late and was dressed up, they began to whisper among themselves, all of them saying things that mocked Xueying.
Xueying chuckled to herself, a classic case of sour grapes. She knew all about those people's mentality perfectly well and didn't care at all.
"Sister, you've arrived so late today. Could it be that you're unwell and delayed on your way?" Jin asked. Her words were soft and gentle, yet they were sharp and venomous.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
