Su Ruotang looked up subconsciously.
Mo Ronyan was seen closing his eyes and leaning on Mo Jinming.
Under the cool moonlight, his thin lips were pale in color, but his cheeks were abnormally flushed.
"Third brother!" Mo Jinming supported him worriedly and looked at Su Ruotang hesitantly, "Brother and sister..."
Su Ruotang's delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she stepped forward and took Mo Ronyan's wrist.
Before the fingertips landed on his wrist veins, his slender wrist was held by a warm hand.
Mo Ronyan's eyelids were slightly raised, and the fatigue and weariness between his brows and eyes was obvious.
He looked at Su Ruotang steadily and said hoarsely: "Follow me back home."
Su Ruotang frowned: "You have a fever."
Shen Shi stepped forward at the right time and spoke kindly to His Highness, "Princess, Your Highness finished planting the Xifu Begonia alone that day, and then she had a low fever."
The most important thing is that the Third Prince's Mansion seems to be experiencing a cold winter these days.
If the princess doesn't go back, everyone in the mansion will be frozen into ice sculptures.
Su Ruotang's long eyelashes trembled, she pursed her red lips, and turned to look at Gu Luo, who had never spoken. "General Gu, I hope you'll forgive me for bringing you unpleasantness on your birthday today. I'll come to apologize in person someday."
Different from the indifference faced by Shang Ruyan, Gu Luo smiled lovingly and said, "Girl, what are you interrupting? I don't know how long I can hold on with my old bones. I'm so happy that you kids can come to my house to liven things up." very."
Su Ruotang responded softly, supported Mo Rongyan with his small hands, lowered his eyes and whispered: "Your Highness, let's go."
The faint fragrance of crabapple poured into the tip of his nose, and the cold frost between Mo Rongyan's brows and eyes gradually melted, turning into the pure flowing water in March without knowing it, "Okay."
The moment he turned around, he looked at Mo Xiaoya coldly, "Recite the Filial Piety Sutra a hundred times and send it to the Imperial Study Room tomorrow."
Mo Xiaoya clenched his fists and squeezed out the word "hmm" with a livid face.
Fu Beixian huddled in the crowd until Mo Rongyan and Su Ruotang disappeared, then he breathed a sigh of relief and ran to Mo Jinming's side, "Second brother, am I not doing this a disservice?"
Mo Jinming looked at him with a half-smile but said, "The barbarians just need someone to serve the elephant."
Fu Beixian burst into tears instantly: "..."
After a while, he struggled to find his voice, "Is it too late for me to apply to be stationed at the border?"
"What do you think?"
Fu Beixian: "..."
It's over. I've always been quick to talk. I don't know how the scheming and petty Mo Lalan will get revenge this time.
Seeing how hopeless he was, Mo Jinming kindly suggested, "Or, you can collect a jade sculpture and give it to your younger siblings. Your younger siblings will definitely put in a good word for you."
Fu Beixian: "......"
Forget it, he might as well go to the barbarians and serve the elephants.
He was so poor that he couldn't even get a hundred taels out of his pocket.
The jade carvings of my cousin-in-law are all made of gold.
He is not the big boss like Mo Lalan, and he doesn't have that much money.
Everyone watched Mo Rongyan and Su Ruotang disappear, and all looked at the broken wooden hairpin on the ground.
After a while, someone murmured to himself, "If the Third Prince doesn't like Miss Shang, why does he send gifts to the Shang Mansion every year on Miss Shang's birthday?"
He finished speaking for a long time, but no one answered.
Because probably only Mo Rongyan and Shang Ruyan know the answer to this question.
After a long time, Shen Lanlan snorted coldly, "So what if Su Ruotang married the third prince? She won't be able to hold the position of third prince's concubine for long."
Tan Zhixi sarcastically said: "That is better than some people. Let alone the third prince's main concubine, she is not even qualified to be the third prince's concubine."
"You!" Shen Lanlan waited for her with an ugly face, "Tan Zhixi, don't be too happy too early. Sooner or later, Su Ruotang will be abandoned by the third prince!"
Listening to her determined tone, Tan Zhixi frowned slightly and said in a cold voice: "I called the third prince's concubine by her first name. I'm sorry. Does Miss Shen think that her father is the minister of Dali Temple, so she has nothing to fear?"
Without waiting for Shen Lanlan to speak, she continued calmly: "Or, I will ask the third prince tomorrow when he will divorce Tang'er."
Shen Lanlan's face turned pale, biting her lower lip and saying nothing.
At this time, several voices of discussion sounded.
"So, the third prince deliberately chose to throw away the hairpin when Miss Shang was provoking the third prince's concubine, just to prove that the person in his heart is the third prince's concubine?"
"No, the third prince said in public that he accidentally dropped this wooden hairpin and Miss Shang picked it up and deliberately refused to return it."
"No, if the third prince really likes the third prince's concubine, why did he welcome a male goblin into the house and still live in Songxueyuan?"
"The male goblin is not important. He cannot have children and is not a threat. The important point is that the rose beauty and abstinence-relegated immortal we have always thought are fake?"
"Can the third prince's action of throwing the hairpin be interpreted as: wooden hairpin and jade hairpin? The only thing that this prince cares about is the jade hairpin!"
"Otherwise, on the day the third prince's concubine returned home, the third prince gave her ten jade-carved hairpins of different colors, each one carved with a begonia flower, ten jade hairpins, and ten different forms of begonia flowers!"
"Am I the only one who thinks that the third prince's concubine and the third prince are a good match? The weak Xifu Haitang, the cold and ascetic banished immortal, woo woo, let's have a good fight..."
"No, it's not just you. Commander Shen Shi just said that the Third Prince planted Xifu Begonia with his own hands and became sick from exhaustion."
"Hey, what kind of divine love is this?"
Passing the gift in his hand to the housekeeper of Zhenguo General's Mansion, Shen Shi, who had not yet had time to leave, met everyone's shocked and questioning eyes and said silently: "Songxueyuan only has one master: the princess."
The implication is that there are no male goblins.
However, everyone's brain circuits were not on the same line as his, and they all interpreted his words as——
"Sure enough, a sterile male goblin cannot threaten the position of the third prince's concubine!"
Shen Shi: "..."
Numb.
Can't explain clearly.
Mo Jinming frowned: "It's still early, you and I will go to the third brother's house to meet the male goblin in person."
