Chapter 173 Angry
Xie Cijing was wearing a crimson official robe today, his brows furrowed unconsciously, his gentle and handsome face looked a little thinner, but his facial features became deeper and more three-dimensional. In simple terms, he had changed from a gentle and jade-like handsome man to another type of handsome man.
The man had tall shoulders and long legs. He saluted with the grace of a noble young man from an aristocratic family. His voice was gentle and slightly hoarse, "Your humble servant thanks Ci Jing. Greetings to His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan and Her Majesty the Princess." He politely glanced at her and then looked away.
Rong Jinchen held Su Zhenzhen's small hand nonchalantly, nodded and said, "No need for formalities." Su Zhenzhen did not say anything, but her eyes could not help but look at Rong Jinchen beside her.
Well, although she felt a little guilty seeing Xie Cijing like this, Su Zhenzhen was not actually attracted to Xie Cijing, not even a little bit. It was just that they had been childhood sweethearts, and she always hoped that he would live a good life.
Besides, she felt that her current life was really good. How lucky was she, Su Zhenzhen, to meet such a love-brained and handsome man in ancient times who was devoted to her wholeheartedly?
Xie Cijing straightened up and saw Su Zhenzhen looking at Rong Jinchen with starry eyes out of the corner of his eye. His eyes darkened. He had never seen such a look in her eyes before.
But in a moment, he averted his gaze, his expression well concealed, not even glancing at Su Zhenzhen. He whispered to Rong Jinchen, "I wonder when His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan will come to the government office to discuss official business?" How could he not know what Rong Jinchen was thinking? Wasn't he just trying to show off in front of him?
But the matter is done. For Zhenzhen to live a good life in the future, he must forget his previous identity as her fiancé, put himself in the right position, and not become a burden to her.
Rong Jinchen said, "Tomorrow at noon." He then casually asked, "Young Master Xie, would you like to stay for dinner?" He was not afraid that Xie Cijing would stay like a self-torturing person. After all, he could see but could not touch, and he had to see him and Qingqing being in love. Rong Jinchen was very generous, but it would be better for him not to stay.
Just as Xie Cijing was about to speak, Gu Heng's voice came from the door, "Your Highness, Your Highness, the Princess, the Prince of Hejian and the Princess of Qinghe are here to visit." Xie Cijing's face froze slightly.
Rong Jinchen's eyes flickered slightly, "Hmm." Gu Heng pursed his lips and bent down. He said again: "Master Xie, please sit down first."
Xie Cijing did not try to talk to Su Zhenzhen. When he looked at her just now and saw that her complexion was rosy and her brows were relaxed, he knew that she was doing well.
Let it be. It’s good as long as we are all well.
Su Zhenzhen knew that Xie Cijing had come to terms with it. In a feudal imperial society, it was impossible to fight against the imperial power. She felt that Xie Cijing had come to his senses. She was not a very good person, so the past was the past.
He is only twenty-one now, and has only lived a short third of his life. Even without love, he has reached a height that ordinary people cannot reach.
Soon, the Prince of Hejian and the Princess of Qinghe arrived.
"Nephew of the Prince of Yan, I am your uncle, the Prince of Hejian, and this is my beloved daughter, Yun'er, the Princess of Qinghe County." The Prince of Hejian is a man with a strong fatherly vibe. He subconsciously thinks that women are a man's property, not to mention that he is a prince, and she is just a prince's consort.
The Prince of Hejian naturally had no interest in paying attention to the rumors about the love story between His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan and his wife, who would be together for the rest of their lives.
He had no real power and spent all day hanging out with young prostitutes. However, he was a wealthy royal family member and thought that he was of a higher generation and even His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan had to respect him.
The Prince of Hejian still felt that he had given face to His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan, otherwise, according to the rules, he should have come to the Prince of Hejian's mansion to visit his uncle.
If it weren't for the fact that His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan was His Majesty's most beloved prince, the Prince of Hejian wouldn't have to humble himself to visit the younger generation.
Even though he did think that the Princess of Yan was extremely beautiful, even for a man like him who didn't like women.
But the Prince of Hejian still felt that his nephew had his own merits in appearance compared to that of Prefect Xie, but he still preferred Prefect Xie's looks.
So he glanced at Xie Cijing, who had already stood up and bowed to them, and a look of pity flashed across his eyes.
The moment the Qinghe County Lady saw Su Zhenzhen, she felt the rumors were true. She was even a little disheartened. Lord Xie's ex-fiancée was so stunningly beautiful, so drugging her was the only option left for her...
Rong Jinchen just felt that the Prince of Hejian and the Princess of Qinghe had no manners at all. Qingqing, whom he treated like a treasure, was completely ignored by them.
The man's face suddenly darkened, and he said in a cold voice, "Prince of Hejian, Qingqing is my princess." The Princess of Qinghe County came back to her senses from her surprise, disappointment, and determination. Seeing Rong Jinchen looking very angry, she hurriedly bowed to him and Su Zhenzhen, "Yun'er greets my cousin, the Prince of Yan, and my sister-in-law, the princess."
The Prince of Hejian was displeased. "I know she is your princess." Why was he so angry at him? He was used to being respected here, and when someone said that to him out of the blue, the Prince of Hejian couldn't hold back his pride.
He then said dissatisfiedly, "Prince Yan's nephew, I am your uncle, and this is how you treat your elders?" He knew that he was the most favored prince of His Majesty, but he didn't disrespect his elders, right? He only dared to complain, and then looked at Su Zhenzhen, "Princess Yan, I'm not saying anything to you, but as a junior, how can you not show respect to your elders?"
Princess Qinghe listened to her father's words and looked at Rong Jinchen with a sullen expression. She subconsciously thought that something was wrong. She knew that her father was just a prince of the royal family with no real power and no emperor's favor, and could only act tyrannically in his fiefdom.
How could he compare to His Majesty's beloved son, born of the Empress Dowager? Rumor has it that His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan doted on the Princess of Yan like her very lifeblood.
Rong Jinchen's voice was cold and his eyes were filled with murderous intent. "Prince Hejian, my princess has the imperial decree from my father and does not need to pay respect to anyone other than my father and the crown prince. Who are you?" He repeatedly ignored his lover.
The Prince of Hejian is just an embroidered pillow who grew up in a pile of wealth. How can he withstand the power of Rong Jinchen who has been tempered in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood for many years?
The Princess of Qinghe County didn't know that the Princess of Yan didn't have to bow to other people. She wasn't from a noble family in the capital. The Princess of Yan usually lived in seclusion and rarely appeared in social occasions. How could the rumors be so detailed?
So the Prince of Hejian subconsciously trembled, stuttered a little, and didn't dare to look him in the eye, "I know, I know..." After all, he had to save face and didn't apologize.
Before Princess Qinghe could talk to Lord Xie next to her, she was dragged away by her father, Prince Hejian.
Su Zhenzhen didn't say a word the whole time, nor was she angry. Why would she argue with an unrelated outsider? On the contrary, it was her husband who cared deeply.
Seeing that the man was still keeping his lips tightly pursed and silent, she looked at him with a smile and hooked his big hand with her little finger, "Husband, don't be angry anymore. You have helped me vent my anger, okay?" It turned out that marrying a love-brained woman is not without its advantages.
Rong Jinchen also stretched out his little finger to hook her soft little hand, "Okay, I'll listen to you, Qingqing." Out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently saw Xie Cijing leaving sadly.
Oh.
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