The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

Anyway, the Si family won’t eat that kind of snack, so it’s okay to keep it for one more day as long as it doesn’t grow hair.

If Su Qiruo protects her people, so will the people in the Eighth Prince's Palace.

To bully their king in this way is to bully their prince, and to bully their prince is to bully everyone in the Eighth Prince's Palace, which means they do not take the Eighth Prince's Palace seriously.

The Eighth Prince's Mansion could not swallow this humiliation.

As soon as the old housekeeper came out from Si Qianling's place, he went to find Su Qiruo and told her everything that had just happened.

Su Qiruo frowned and did not respond. Thinking of her little prince's indifference when he talked to her about the dowry, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

He tapped the table with his fingers and said coldly, "Do as Wang Jun says."

"Yes."

The butler knew that their prince was angry and someone in the Si family was going to be in trouble.

That night, Su Qiruo went to Tingyu Pavilion again, but thinking of Si Qianling's health, the two of them did not go any further.

Holding little Wang Jun gently in her arms, Su Qiruo's voice was gentler than usual.

"You go first when we return home tomorrow, and I'll pick you up later."

Si Qianling pursed her lips. Although she felt a little disappointed in her heart, she didn't say anything and just hummed lightly.

He thought that she was so nice to him and loved to pester him at night, so she must have liked him to some extent. It turned out that he was just being too sentimental.

My fingers touched the jade pendant hanging around my neck, and I forced myself not to think too much and go to sleep quickly.

Su Qiruo opened her mouth to explain, but was afraid that he was too naive and would reveal his flaws, so she simply said nothing more.

The rest of the matter can be discussed after I get his dowry back tomorrow. There is no point in saying anything more now.

When Si Qianling woke up, Su Qiruo was no longer by his side. Zhiyi and Zhili came in to help him wash up.

"Has His Highness gone out?"

Si Qianling couldn't help but ask one more question.

He felt that people are always greedy and never satisfied. Three days ago, when they got married, he thought she would not come back at night, but he was not as disappointed as he is now. Zhiyi took the comb beside him to comb Si Qianling's hair and reported: "Your Highness left the house early in the morning."

Finally, that glimmer of anticipation disappeared. Su Qiruo nodded slightly, ate a few bites of breakfast, and got into the carriage prepared for him by the butler.

If Su Qiruo was not there, the housekeeper would personally accompany him back home.

Before reaching the gate of the Shangshu Mansion, I saw a group of people waiting at the door from afar.

The butler came to the car window and said, "Lord, the people from the Si Mansion are waiting for you at the door!"

Si Qianling's lips curled up in self-mockery. They were not welcoming him at all, they were clearly welcoming the Eighth Princess.

Unfortunately, if something happens to Su Qi today, they will be disappointed.

Si Qianling was not afraid of anything else, but he was afraid that the housekeeper's support would not be enough to make the Si family agree to return the dowry to him.

I don’t know if Su Qi is busy with something and whether he can come over in time to help.

She had clearly promised him that night.

When Si Liyan saw the carriage of the Eighth Prince's Palace coming towards them, she hurriedly strode forward.

"Congratulations, Your Highness."

Si Liyan had also heard in recent days that her son, who had little sense of presence, was still somewhat favored by the Eighth Princess, so today she was waiting at the door with her family.

Zhang and a group of people who followed behind him bowed their heads. This was the eighth prince's daughter, the most favored by the emperor. Who would dare to offend her?

However, after waiting for a long time, no one asked them to get up.

Someone was helped out of the carriage. Si Liyan looked up and met a pair of cold eyes.

This son seems different from what I remember.

(End of this chapter)