The prince dotes on his wife: a reborn peasant woman is not easy to mess with

As soon as these words came out, Xia Yechen couldn't sit still.

If he was still immersed in the confusion of not knowing who to help just now, now he is completely biased towards Zhou Xiaoyuan.

It's a pity that his partiality was of no use, and he could only sternly retort after Concubine Shu finished her words: "Concubine! This is what I have explained together with Xiaoyuan, you don't need to be alarmist here."

Hearing this, Concubine Shu felt ridiculous. She was being alarmist, and she didn't even look at Zhou Xiaoyuan's current situation.

But Xia Yechen was her son after all, and Concubine Shu had no intention of arguing with him as the matter was not at all serious.

So Concubine Shu just closed her eyes, also looking tired.

She said calmly, "In that case, what are you still doing here? Go back as soon as possible. There are a lot of things in the house now, and things may not happen in a few days."

Concubine Shu's words seemed both casual and some kind of fable, but at this time, neither Xia Yechen nor Zhou Xiaoyuan cared to pursue its deeper meaning.

In order to prevent Zhou Xiaoyuan from reacting and causing a bigger disagreement with Concubine Shu, Xia Yechen had no choice but to use strong tactics and directly carried Zhou Xiaoyuan out of the palace. Behind him, Song Ling took Nini, and the group directly got on the carriage before stopping, and Miraculous The strange thing is that Xiaoyuan didn't resist all the way last week.

Thinking of this, Xia Yechen felt uneasy. Could it be that instead of staying outside the carriage, he followed the mother and daughter into the carriage.

He carefully observed Zhou Xiaoyuan's face and asked cautiously: "These things... my mother and concubine are also doing it for your own good. Everyone is saddened by Zhao Wu's death, but this matter cannot go beyond the dignity of the royal family -"

Having said that

, Zhou Xiaoyuan finally couldn't help but sneer.

She was obviously smiling, but big tears rolled down her eyes, and she kept shedding tears while laughing. Nini looked scared next to her.

Nini rushed over and hugged Zhou Xiaoyuan, curling her lips and asked, "Mother, mother, what's wrong with you? Did Nini get into trouble? I'm sorry... Nini won't go out to play anymore, I'm sorry... Mother... Don’t cry.”

As she spoke, the little girl's words were obviously crying. Zhou Xiaoyuan was unwilling to express her anger about this matter, and she couldn't bear to see Nini shed tears.

So she shook her head while holding Nini on her lap, hugging the little girl and comforting her while crying.

Zhou Xiaoyuan was crying about nothing else, the world was upside down. She laughed at her own enthusiasm, but in the end she just hit the wall.

Until now, the "harem is dangerous" that she heard from others finally became a fact. Zhou Xiaoyuan always thought that as long as she was cautious enough and quiet enough, those troubles would not come to her door.

Even the so-called imperial authority, she always felt that there was room for change in these things, otherwise why could she make an exception and get married?

But it wasn't until now that Zhou Xiaoyuan fully understood.

Everything is just that the person concerned is unwilling to pursue the case. Turning one's hands to make clouds and rain is not just talk. In this era, people's names are like ants, even if the doubts are obvious - but as long as the person with the highest status The man spoke.

Everything must be concluded in this way, and there will be no room for a second voice. Even if the truth of the matter may not hurt anyone, it will not hinder anyone, but as long as that person is not willing, nothing will happen.

Can continue.

Zhou Xiaoyuan was trembling with fear, unable to say a word, and had no intention of responding to Xia Yechen.

But this only made Xia Yechen more worried. He came closer and wanted to hug Zhou Xiaoyuan, hoping to take this opportunity to comfort Zhou Xiaoyuan.

Unfortunately, Zhou Xiaoyuan jumped up the moment she was touched.

She glanced at Xia Yechen with great vigilance, and without saying a word, she carried Nini and moved to the other end of the carriage. Her avoidance was extremely obvious. Everything seemed to have failed, and their relationship was back to what it was before.

Xia Yechen was a little worried and didn't know what to do at this time. He was so entangled that he didn't dare to provoke Zhou Xiaoyuan at this time.

So the two parties had no choice but to form a rigid confrontation until they returned to Prince Rong's Mansion.

Back at the house, Xia Yechen had already sent someone to deliver the news. The funeral hall at the house had been decorated, but Zhou Xiaoyuan was not squinting and was not willing to look at it.

She carried Nini into her yard, and then asked Yingmei to block the entrance of the yard, not letting anyone in.

Xia Yechen was extremely worried, but he also knew that this incident was a serious blow to Zhou Xiaoyuan.

Maybe she should let her think about it quietly...

Even so, Xia Yechen still couldn't feel at ease. Fortunately, in the afternoon, Zhou Xiaoyuan finally went out. She went to the mourning hall to keep vigil for the Zhao Wu family. It was useless to persuade anyone.

Xia Yechen originally wanted to follow him, but Song Ling firmly disagreed with his master's rich body kneeling down to worship a commoner.

If Xia Yechen insisted, Song Ling was even prepared to speak in front of Zhou Xiaoyuan.

How could you say this? Xia Yechen

As a last resort, he had to excuse the heavy official documents in the study and skip the first day. But by the second day, the mourning hall was still empty except for Zhou Xiaoyuan. Zhou Xiaoyuan finally couldn't help but sob softly, feeling extremely for Mrs. Zhao Wu in her heart. sad.

This scene happened to be seen by Xia Yechen. He remained silent and felt extremely distressed. After a while, he turned to tell Song Ling.

"Inform officials from the DPRK and China and ask them to come over to express condolences."

As soon as he said this, Songling was dumbfounded and even suspected that his master was in trouble, "Watching mourning is for relatives. Zhao Wu had no achievements in his life. There was no reason to summon officials from the court. The prince was afraid Aren’t you confused?”

After saying that, Xia Yechen's expression turned even worse. Seeing this, Song Ling quickly made amends, "What's more, those officials are more focused than others. Even if they come here to save your face, I'm afraid they are not sincere. Master... do you really want to invite me?"

Having said this, Xia Yechen also knew that he could no longer be stubborn. He rubbed his temples equally tiredly and paused before speaking.

"I'm confused, but please still ask."

After saying that, Xia Yechen tilted his head and pointed in the direction of the neighbors next to him, and reminded: "Since it's hard to invite those officials, you can always invite the officials around the palace, right?"

"As neighbors, it is normal for them to come to mourn, Songling, are you right?"

This round of rhetorical questions clearly showed that Xia Yechen's patience had reached its extreme. Songling did not dare to argue with him anymore and could only bow his head and accept it.

Then he left in a hurry, having already made up his mind on how to threaten those people to come over to "compliment" him.

Xia Yechen didn't care at all what methods Song Ling used.

Even if people are tied up, the mourning hall must be filled with people, otherwise why would the funeral be called a funeral?