The second princess couldn't hide her amusement; she wanted Nanzhi to become everyone's laughingstock at this funeral.
But the next moment, a large hand suddenly supported her, and Nanzhi fell steadily into a warm and broad embrace.
Lu Huai put his arm around Nan Zhi's waist, his gaze towards the Second Princess filled with coldness, "Does the Duchess really enjoy tripping up her own sister?"
Hearing Lu Huai defend Nan Zhi, everyone looked at the Second Princess. She blushed instantly and apologized awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Seventh Sister. I didn't see you were leaving. I was just stretching my legs when I tripped you."
Since the second princess had already apologized, Nanzhi couldn't blame her at the crown prince's funeral. She nodded to her and left with Lu Huai.
Emperor Qi looked at Nanzhi, who was following closely behind Lu Huai.
Thinking about how Lu Huai had helped Nan Zhi earlier, Emperor Qi was a little confused. Did Lu Huai like Nan Zhi or not?
After Nanzhi left, the Second Princess also left with the Duke of Fuguo.
The Duke of Fuguo helped the Second Princess into the carriage. The Second Princess had been hungry for most of the day. After entering, she just remembered to take a piece of pastry to eat when the Duke of Fuguo slapped her face, making it look crooked.
The second princess covered her face in disbelief: "You...you dare to hit me?"
The Seventh Princess will likely be given a severe beating when she gets back.
The Duke of Fuguo is extremely concerned about his reputation. He can be bad to the Seventh Princess in private, but the Seventh Princess dared to show her disrespect to Nanzhi in front of me, which can be considered as touching my sore spot.
A voice outside your head said, "Nanzhi, Nanzhi, he clearly knew there was no one behind the carriage, yet he deliberately woke up, waiting for you to crash into it. He clearly knew you wanted to get on, yet he deliberately shooed you away fiercely. Even after all that, he still calls it love, tsk tsk..."
Due to inertia, Lu Jing was suddenly pushed out of Wei Juan's arms.
Lu Jing's face showed no trace of the resistance he had shown to Nan Zhi during the day, but now, looking at Wei Juan, his eyes seemed to be filled with stars.
I opened my eyes, my gaze still bright and clear, as if I had truly fallen asleep. After a moment of hesitation, I looked at you with a cool, icy gaze.
Lu Jing's face was burning red, and he leaned firmly against my chest with his large hands.
"Shh, don't talk, you guys go."
That bump completely woke Nanzhi up.
Before the Emperor finished speaking, he tightened his grip on your waist. "What if his father and mother were to die one day?"
How should I tease you tonight?
You swear, you really did it on purpose.
Lu Jing was about to go up, but after listening to me, he was very unhappy. Should he pretend to be upset or leave in a dejected manner?
Your head bumped against my shoulder, your face pressed against the crook of my neck, and your lips against my Adam's apple—the position was extremely ambiguous.
As we parted, my breathing became slightly erratic, and I abruptly asked you, "Does he really dislike Nanzhi?"
The Duke of Fu slapped her again, saying, "You bitch, I'll teach you a lesson when we get back."
Aside from candied hawthorn, there's nothing else I've eaten that I think tastes bad.
Speaking of which, I'm craving my sweet and soft princess again.
After kissing you enough, Emperor Qi held you and sat you down on the chair.
With a blank expression, Nanzhi lowered the curtain and continued to instruct the driver to drive.
Lu Jing quickly moved away, looking extremely guilty, "You scoundrel, you did this on purpose."
Lu Jing was certain, so he assumed I was just putting on an act for Wei Juan.
Seeing your expectant look, Emperor Qi picked up a candied hawthorn and fed it to your lips, his eyes darkening. "He'll eat first."
The sweetness I spoke seemed to have no specific meaning.
You slowly bought some bad food, your mouth stuffed full. Even though you didn't look haggard, you were still less lively than when you were with me.
There was food outside the carriage.
As your thoughts returned, you secretly glanced at Nanzhi, who had closed her eyes to rest as soon as the carriage left.
*
Wei Juan sat on my lap, limp and let me kiss her.
The Duke of Fu glared at her fiercely: "You dare to seduce Lu Huai right in front of me? Do you think I'm dead?"
Was I actually helping you just now, or was I putting on an act for Lu Huai?
Lu Jing was stunned. He tried to struggle, but I grabbed his waist and kissed him even more passionately.
Nan Zhi said expressionlessly, "Get up there."
At the front, seeing the belt being torn open, you realized what I was about to do and quickly stopped me, saying, "Ah Jing, today is fine."
Emperor Qi looked at you, his eyes darkening slightly. "Would he be very sad if I died?"
Inside, the market was quiet, and various aromas wafted out through the gaps in the curtains, tempting Lu Jing's taste buds.
Lu Jing remained silent for a long time before hurriedly speaking, "...You know."
Why is it okay?
What did the food taste like at the Crown Prince's funeral? Lu Jing had no appetite, but he didn't eat anything; his stomach was already growling with hunger.
"Yes, you know, you know how he eats during the day, and he's so busy every day. If he's been eating bad food, he might have tried some of those things, so I bought some back."
Lu Jing answered seriously: "Are you very sad? Because you and your brother have met before, but you are siblings without blood ties, so there is no affection between you."
After the Duke of Fuguo finished speaking, he called out to the coachman, "Slow down."
You couldn't hold back any longer and called out loudly to Nanzhi. Weijuan responded, so you moved closer and tugged at my sleeve.
Lu Jing took a bite, chewed it twice, and just as it was about to be chewed up, Qi Huang leaned over and kissed you.
The second princess instinctively protested, "I didn't."
Lu Jing raised his head, his eyes showing no sadness, "Today is the day of your imperial brother's burial, it is appropriate..."
When Qi Huang arrived at Wei Juan's room that evening, you mysteriously took out a package again, saying, "Ah Jing, that's all for him."
“He tried it, and it tasted terrible.”
Nanzhi lifted the carriage curtain and saw the scene of the Central Intelligence Agency from afar.
Emperor Qi hated seeing you sad for others, yet he looked up to kiss you. The moment your lips touched mine, you involuntarily raised your head to meet his kiss.
You say you know, but your eyes are filled with endless sorrow.
Wei Juan grabbed Lian'er and rushed out of the market.
Emperor Qi clicked his tongue in amazement. "I've discovered that when Nan Zhi gets ruthless, she even deceives herself."
Wei Juan rubbed her lips, still savoring the taste, her eyes fixed on you. "He's right, it is indeed sweet."
You proudly unveiled the box: Qi Huang opened it and saw several broken strings of candied hawthorns. "Did you buy this?"
When you got to the front, I ate all the candied hawthorns outside your mouth.
It's strange that Guo Nanzhi is so patient. If it were me, I probably would have let Lu Jing go up there. I would have kissed him enough before I stopped.
"Just in my mind."
"oh."
Qi Huang paused slightly, and I stroked your cheek with my fingers, which was unusually hot.
Before Lu Jing boarded the carriage, Lian'er, who had been following in front of it, ran over and asked, "Princess, why did you get on?"
My darlings, I'm busy with final exams and work, so I'll probably have to take the day off tomorrow, or I'll post this later. I'm letting you know in advance.
Lu Jing was completely taken aback when he heard from 003 that the Seventh Princess had been beaten.
There was a sudden jolt; when the coachman was driving, there was no big child blocking the way behind him, and he almost hit the carriage, so he had to slowly pull the carriage to a stop.
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