Has His Royal Highness chased his wife's crematorium today?

Chapter 88
After a while, Yun Zhao still appeared at the storyteller.

Although she wanted to come over in her heart, she really didn't want to come with him.

But she couldn't refuse, and in the place where the envoys lived, she couldn't use her voice to keep men away from her.

She hadn't heard of this content today, and gradually became fascinated.

For a moment, she forgot that Xiao Changyin was still here, and did not realize until a cup of tea was handed to her.

She withdrew her smile slightly, and pinched the edge of her sleeves angrily.

What is he going to do?
Yun Zhao never felt how important he was to him.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have come to make a kiss.

It had already happened, and it was impossible for her to undo it.

So let's just leave it at that, can't we all be safe?
What's the meaning of this, and what's between them, he knows better than she.

Yun Zhao also lost interest in continuing to listen to the book, put the tea he handed aside, and stared out the window blankly.

At some point, the gavel sounded, and she woke up from her daze.

"ended?"

"ended."

Yun Zhao nodded, and put down the sleeves that had been rolled up just now.

When she reached the door, she didn't see the carriage coming, so she looked at Xiao Changyin, frowning and signaling.

"The palace is so boring, I will walk with you."

Yun Zhao: "..."

This man is really annoying. She wants to go around, yes, but definitely not with him.

"No need." She said with a cold face, "I want to go back first."

Xiao Changyin smiled, "I want to go, can Zhaozhao accompany me?"

His voice softened, his eyes filled with tenderness.

And under this gentleness, there is a strength that can hardly be concealed.

Seeing that he could only walk around with him, Yun Zhao took a few deep breaths, then strode out.

Just act as if there is no one around her.

It was also a coincidence that before he had walked a few steps, he bumped into Qin Mingyue.

Among the times that Yun Zhao met Qin Mingyue, it can be said that only this time was with joy.

Although she didn't want any girl to fall into Xiao Changyin's pit of fire.

But I can't help but try to jump in.

And Yun Zhao felt that Qin Mingyue might see it more clearly than she did.

It was precisely because of this clarity that he tried everything possible to jump into the fire pit.

As if there was no other choice.

Qin Mingyue was also extremely pleasantly surprised, and hastily stepped forward in small steps to salute the two of them.

"My daughter, I have seen His Royal Highness and the Crown Princess."

Yun Zhao smiled, "This is outside, so don't be too polite."

She walked to the side, then pursed her lips and smiled at Xiao Changyin, "I'll take a look over there first."

Qin Mingyue was left to look at Xiao Changyin who was standing opposite her.

She bowed her knees again, her cheeks flushed quickly, "Your Highness... I don't know why His Highness left the palace?"

"If, if you're not in a hurry, you can go to the courtier's house and sit down."

"Father has collected several rare books and paintings in the past few days, and my daughter-in-law would like to invite His Highness to give them a reward."

With the last excuse, it doesn't seem so abrupt to ask Xiao Changyin to go home.

Yun Zhao walked slowly, listened to it, and immediately felt relieved.

With Miss Qin's ability, if she hadn't married, she might have become a princess.

In that case, what Qin Mingyue said to her before was actually correct.

Yun Zhao smiled wryly in his heart, she really stole someone else's marriage.

She put away these messy emotions, picked up a wooden mask on the hawker stall, and looked at it seriously.

"Zhao Zhao."

Before she could pick up the second mask, she heard his voice.

Yun Zhao turned around and looked over suspiciously.

"Where is Miss Qin?"

Didn't Qin Mingyue invite him to her home?Why did the person disappear after only a while?
"I let her go." Xiao Changyin paused, holding the mask in her hand, "Do you like it? I will engrave it too."

The peddler was immediately unhappy when he heard this. Seeing that he was about to open his business, how could he still be grabbing business?

And... Seeing that this young man was born into a very wealthy family, why is he reluctant to buy a mask for his wife?

Don't pretend to be fat with a swollen face, right?

The peddler smiled, "My lord, you don't know. The style of my mask is the first-class novelty around here. Apart from my place, there is no other company with such a style."

Yun Zhao: "I want it."

She was really afraid that after returning home, this man would carve one by himself.

Anyway, he is a prince who manages everything every day, so he doesn't mind wasting time.

If those courtiers knew that he still found time to do this every day, she might be called a troublemaker.

Thinking of this, Yun Zhao couldn't help but glare at the man quietly.

The reason for it is Quietly, because after being blatant, he would still ask, "Zhao Zhao, why are you staring at Gu?"

What can she say?
How could there be such a thick-skinned person in the world.

The peddler quickly took a cloth bag he sewed, packed the mask and handed it to Yun Zhao.

Yun Zhao... didn't bring any silver...

Neither Suxi nor Qiuyue followed, she thought she was just coming out to see her brother for a while, but she didn't expect to buy something.

So she looked at Xiao Changyin.

Xiao Changyin saw what she meant, but he... didn't bring any silver...

The dim sum and tea on the storytelling side had a lot of gold leaves stored there before, even if a year or so passed every day, those gold leaves would never be spent.

He thought for a while, took a jade buckle from his wrist, and was about to hand it over when Yun Zhao stopped him.

She returned the mask and apologized, "I didn't bring any silver when I went out today, I will buy it when I go out next time."

The peddler's face was stiff with laughter, and he could only nod his head at this moment.

Seeing that Xiao Changyin was about to hand over the jade pendant, Yun Zhao could only grab his sleeve and drag him away with great effort.

She didn't notice the joy in the man's lowered eyebrows.

She didn't know, if the man really didn't want to leave, how she couldn't make him take a step forward no matter how much she dragged.

After finally arriving at the place where the carriage stopped, Yun Zhao quickly let go of him, and got into the carriage in no time.

After a few moments, there was a movement around her. She caught a glimpse of the man taking out a book and read it, but she didn't relax.

She was really worried. When she woke up tomorrow, she saw a mask on the table.

"I don't like that mask." She blinked and said, "It's just for playing with."

Xiao Changyin pursed his lips, and handed the open book to her hand, with extreme tenderness between his brows and eyes, "This is the second half of the story."

He didn't say whether he would make a mask or not.

Yun Zhao was still distracted by his words, "Why do you have the second half?"

After asking this sentence, Yun Zhao felt that he was being stupid.

Money can turn ghosts around, and it is not surprising that storytellers write down unfinished stories.

She forcibly moved her gaze away from the book, with a calm face, "I don't like this story, I don't like the mask, and I don't like you."

(End of this chapter)