Chapter 229 Pretending to be crazy and acting stupid, everyone goes back to their respective homes



Chapter 229 Pretending to be crazy and acting stupid, everyone goes back to their respective homes

Old Madam Wei waited for her grandson in the carriage outside the door, worried that he might have argued with the emperor.

After waiting for several hours, Wei Ting still did not come out.

I asked around and found out he was drunk at the dinner table and no one could get him out.

On the empty table, Wei Ting sadly poured himself a glass, facing the Welwitschia mirabilis he thought was ugly, and drank it all in one gulp.

The wine had not yet reached my sorrowful heart.

He was hit hard on the back.

"hiss!"

Wei Ting turned his head with a cold look in his eyes and met the gaze of the old lady Wei, whose face was cold and stern.

The old woman said even more fiercely, "You little rascal, what are you doing running wild here? Go home!"

The worries in Wei Ting's heart were all dispelled by this blow, and he stood up and followed Old Madam Wei.

Li Chengxun, dressed in a red wedding robe, should have been feeling triumphant on this day, but he seemed to have aged a year. He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

But Wei Ting hadn't gone more than a few steps before he strode back.

Li Chengxun frowned again and said, "General Wei."

Wei Ting ignored him and went straight to the landscape decoration in front of the table. He squatted down and moved the potted Welwitschia mirabilis away.

The front hall of the princess's residence finally quieted down.

But one remained, sitting alone under the moonlight, gazing in the direction of the gate, like Zhao Minghong, who had become a statue waiting for his wife.

Princess Qingyun said to the maid beside her, "Go to the door and see if Princess Yong has arrived. If she hasn't, send someone to urge her again."

At this moment, Zhao Minghong stopped crying, but he became listless and his face showed utter dejection.

This was clearly a sign that he couldn't function without Tao Wanyin, and Princess Qingyun was extremely puzzled by her third brother's state.

She comforted him, "Third brother, your wife will be here soon, hang in there."

Outsiders are saying that Prince Yong disliked the eldest daughter of Grand Secretary Tao's family. Since the marriage was bestowed by the emperor and he could not refuse, he married her and treated her as a decoration in the inner quarters.

Princess Qingyun was one of the few people who knew the inside story. She knew that her third brother did love her.

Initially, the Empress Dowager favored a girl from another family, but Zhao Minghong pleaded with Emperor Wusu to intervene, and only then did he finally win the heart of his beloved.

But for some reason, the two have drifted apart.

"Did you have a fight with your third sister-in-law?"

Princess Qingyun couldn't think of any other reason why Prince Yong would become such a resentful man.

Zhao Minghong replied, "She never argues with me."

Princess Qingyun said, "Isn't this good? Arguing affects the relationship between husband and wife."

Zhao Minghong scoffed: "Feelings?"

He thought that his wedding night was the greatest irony for him.

In the entire city of Lin'an, everyone knows that the Tao family has the strictest family rules. Tao Wanyin is a wooden beauty known for her dignified demeanor and never easily comes into contact with men outside the family.

He had always been unconventional and free-spirited since childhood, but he gradually developed feelings for this serious, upright, and righteous little old-fashioned man.

On their wedding night, upon learning that Tao Wanyin was not a virgin and had been unexpectedly cuckolded, he was furious.

For the next two weeks, he frantically investigated who had been in contact with Tao Wanyin, but to no avail.

After calming down for half a month, I looked at the soup and snacks that were delivered to the Prince's study every day.

He accepted this offer of reconciliation.

After all, this was a princess he had begged Emperor Wusu for several days to obtain, and he was still reluctant to let her go so easily.

He can forgive and forget what happened before the marriage.

Zhao Minghong stepped into their bridal chamber again, but Tao Wanyin, ungrateful as ever, still wanted to remain chaste for that man.

The body's reaction cannot be faked; Tao Wanyin vomited all over him, her face as white as a paper doll.

Is he really that disgusting to her? Then why is she even asking for reconciliation?

Why should he be able to have someone else in his heart just because she has someone else in hers?

Ironically, every concubine and maid in his household resembled her in every way—eyes, mouth, ears, nose; he practically collected every person who looked like her from head to toe.

The more he tried to forget, the more he couldn't forget.

Then, she used the same trick again, and he fell for it again...

Thinking of this, Zhao Minghong angrily punched his chest.

“She has someone else in her heart, so of course she doesn’t want to argue with me.”

Zhao Minghong was filled with resentment.

“What wife is indifferent to her husband taking a concubine? She always puts on such a magnanimous act that even if the backyard of the Prince’s mansion is too full, she can still give her own courtyard to the concubines to live in.”

He continued sarcastically, "Having such a mistress is truly a blessing for a concubine."

Princess Qingyun listened silently as she summarized.

"Then Third Brother didn't lose out either. Third Sister-in-law has someone else in her heart, and the people in your bed are all other people."

Zhao Minghong: "...Whose side are you on?"

A maid came running up, panting, and said, "Your Highness, we've arrived! The carriage from Prince Yong's residence is parked at the gate. The Princess will be coming in shortly."

Princess Qingyun nodded and said, "Third Brother, you've finally brought Third Sister-in-law here."

Zhao Minghong said dismissively, "Who cares about her? Who's waiting for her?"

Then, saying and doing are two different things.

Princess Qingyun was stunned; her third brother was a complete stranger to her.

Under the dim moonlight, Prince Yong looked up at the sky.

Zhao Minghong had already put away his dejected appearance, and even the wrinkles on his robe had mysteriously disappeared.

His profile was clearly defined, and his eyes were deep and profound, as if he was about to be inspired to compose a poem.

Princess Qingyun said, "Is this how you are in front of your third sister-in-law?" This face, even without speaking, is quite deceptive.

Zhao Minghong didn't move his mouth, but squeezed out the words through his teeth.

"What do you know? Those bookworms love this kind of pretentious act."

When Princess Yong entered the room, she saw Prince Yong looking like a virtuous gentleman, a poet under the moon.

When Princess Qingyun saw Tao Wanyin, she took a few steps to greet her, as if she had seen her savior.

He hurriedly said, "Third Sister-in-law, you've finally arrived! I'm leaving Third Brother in your care now."

Tao Wanyin looked at Qingyun, who was dressed in wedding attire, and said apologetically, "Your Highness has troubled His Highness. I'll take care of things here. You should go back to your bridal chamber."

After Princess Qingyun and her maids left in a hurry, Tao Wanyin walked to Prince Yong's side.

"Your Highness."

Zhao Minghong said, "Why did you come back?"

Tao Wanyin said calmly, "I've come to escort the prince back to his residence."

She explained, "Consort Du sent someone to say that she has a severe stomachache. Eunuch Chang Lu has consulted with the Prince. I will go back and ask a doctor to take a look at her."

Zhao Minghong said, "You're just leaving me out here because of her?"

What do you mean she did it for Du Yufang? Wasn't it for his offspring?

However, in the past, every time she attended a palace banquet, Prince Yong would indeed accompany her.

Tao Wanyin said, "This is the princess's residence, the prince will be safe."

Smelling the strong smell of alcohol on him, she said, "Your Highness is drunk. Shall we go back first?"

Zhao Minghong turned back to look at her calm, unwavering eyes, which showed no trace of affection for him.

Fueled by alcohol, Zhao Minghong said unreasonably, "You just want something to happen to me so you can elope with your sweetheart!"

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