At the same time, Wen Ranran and Xia Lishuang lay on the roof to watch the same events as yesterday.
Wanwan took the magnolia flowers from one side of the street and walked towards the Prime Minister's carriage, blocking the middle of the road again.
The driver frowned, "What a ghost, can't she just walk?"
The prime minister in the car heard this and immediately stopped the carriage, but he still passed by the woman and stood beside the car in a daze again.
Wen Ranran saw Xia Lishuang off and went to the martial arts training ground. She returned to the palace early in the evening. On the way, she was stopped by Xia Liyuan and asked, "Do you see anything different about me today?"
After going back and forth like this, Wen Ranran wondered if she had fallen into a strange circle. She pondered during the meal, what on earth did King Qingyun want to do?
Xia Lishuang had no appetite when facing a table of white rice and vegetables. Seeing Wen Ranran wolfing down the food as if she had never eaten before, the food was so delicious that she felt that her plan was about to fail.
But he was more confused about another thing.
"Ran Ran, why are you getting darker and darker recently?"
Still... getting fat again?
It seems that he is not fat, but strong!
"The sun is very poisonous, and you will get tan easily if you are exposed to it. Don't worry, if you cover it up in winter, it will come back in vain!"
Wen Ranran finished the rice in several bites.
I have been spending a lot of time practicing martial arts lately, and I feel hungry all the time, and everything I eat tastes delicious.
After burping and putting down the bowl, Wen Ranran wiped her lips and stood up.
I am full now, but I still feel hungry after a while, so I have to go to bed earlier!
"I'm going to bed first!"
Xia Lishuang coughed and glanced at Qianyu.
Qian Yu hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, my subordinates heard today that the servants in the mansion were gossiping about the concubine, saying that other people in the family were dissatisfied with the concubine's headship, and that the prince did not care about the concubine at all..."
Wen Ranran stopped and said, "Who said that?"
"The man ran fast and didn't catch him."
Xia Lishuang pretended to frown, "In that case..."
"Just let them talk!"
Wen Ranran waved her hand, turned around and left, holding back Xia Lishuang's words.
He was going to tell Wen Ranran to return to the main courtyard...
Qian Yu looked at Xia Lishuang, who had a bad look on his face, and asked, "Your Majesty?"
"Ahem, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to discuss with my concubine."
If she doesn't come, won't it be fine if he goes?
Xia Lishuang got up and went straight to Yunping Courtyard, only to see Wen Ranran lying on the bed and sleeping soundly!
"...Does she go to bed so early every day?"
Qiu He nodded, "The concubine looks very tired when she comes back every day."
Xia Lishuang returned to the main courtyard sadly.
Prime Minister's Mansion.
At night, Wen Changjin returned home, playing with a magnolia flower in his hand, his face full of spring breeze and smelling of wine, and his steps were as brisk as a young man's.
When I returned to the main courtyard, I was shocked by the scene inside as soon as I opened the door.
A candle weakly illuminates an area of the world, making the woman in white clothes and disheveled hair look particularly terrifying!
Her hand painted with scarlet nails was plucking the petals of a magnolia flower, and the magnolia petals were messy on the ground at her feet!
My magnolia!
Wen Changjin walked in heartbroken and stamped his feet in a hurry, blaming Xia Yanyan, who was wearing a middle coat.
"What are you doing?"
"What did you do today?" Xia Yanyan asked quietly.
Wen Changjin looked evasive, "I'm going to meet a friend. I'm sleepy. You should rest early."
"Wen Changjin!"
Xia Yanyan broke off the entire magnolia flower head, showing her ferocious intent.
"Don't think that I don't know what you're doing outside. If you dare to do anything sorry for me, I will never let you and that woman go!"
Xia Yanyan crushed the flower heads twice with her fingers, spread her hands and threw them to the ground, and returned to bed angrily.
Wen Changjin looked at the broken flowers on the ground, and a feeling of depression filled his chest.