Cute Wife Divorce Husband: Black-bellied Prince and Little Dumb Concubine

Chapter 339

He handed her a bag of snacks, "Here's for you, sweet-scented osmanthus cake. It's compensation."

Slightly squinting at him, he snorted coldly, "Finally remember to bring back the leftovers from the banquet!"

Xiao Zijun just shook his head and smiled without explaining. He didn't bring back just a few of the palace pastries, and the rest were in the box in the room. These were the pastries he went to the imperial dining room to ask for with his own face.

He only asked, "Have you rested since you came back?"

"In the past two days, I have not been idle. I packed out the old clothes. Does the prince look familiar with this clothes?"

Xiao Zijun looked at it and didn't find it familiar, "Could it be your previous clothes?"

"Naturally. I left the palace in a hurry before, and I didn't pack up many things. Now that I'm free to look for it, it's still there. I'm really overjoyed."

Hearing this, Xiao Zijun was stunned.

The memory goes back to three years ago——

"Booming", the thunder came from far and near.

Just yesterday, he reconciled with the princess.He didn't come back all night, drunk and uncomfortable, and slept soundly until noon.When he woke up again, he was awakened by the dull and loud thunder.

He remembered that Ning Qingqing went back to the mansion last night, and today he was about to pack up and move out of the palace.

He originally hated her resoluteness when he thought of her, but suddenly remembered that it might be the last meeting.

He grabbed the robe in front of the bed and ran out. As soon as he ran out, it was already raining heavily and splashed down.

The thunderstorm in the afternoon was very fast and heavy.

He refused to listen to the persuasion and insisted on riding back without even bringing a raincoat.

When he arrived, he saw Ning Qingqing and the others getting into the sedan chair. He saw that she didn't even look at him, and grabbed Qingchuan's bag and hurried into the sedan chair.It was raining hard, and their boxes fell below.

Qingchuan wanted to let someone get out of the car to pick it up, but gently held her hand, and forced the curtain down.In order not to see her, she didn't even want the box.

He was riding a horse in the heavy rain curtain, separated from her by a curtain, but it seemed to be separated by an ocean.

The wheels got further and further away, and she finally left.

At that moment, his heart was twisted like a knife, and he began to regret his resolute declaration of reconciliation yesterday.

A year ago, when he married her, he wore colors on the ten-mile long street. It was so festive and eye-catching, but the unexpected end was so silent.

In the last field of vision, there is only a vast expanse of rainwater and a camphor wood box left behind.

He has kept the box intact.Thinking about it, this girl opened the box from that year.

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At this time, he had mixed feelings in his heart, and forced a smile on his lips, "Since you are back, there is no need to wear some old clothes. I will ask the master in the palace to make you two clothes later. It's just that the brocade in Jiangbei may be late this year." In a few days, let’s make two other clothes first.”

Qingqing didn't know about Jiangbei Weaving's murder case, let alone Xiao Zijun's purpose when he came to Qingping Town.

At this time, she said in Xuxu: "I have tidied up the Tingting Pavilion yesterday, I should go back to live there. I live in this East Nuan Pavilion which is really against the rules. After a long time, it is inevitable that it will cause some troubles."

Xiao Zijuan's heart tightened. Since when, Qingqing was no longer so pure. She knew how to retreat and restrain herself, but such a change always made him feel a little sad.

On the face, he said lightly, "Alright. It's quiet over there."

Wei Qing's expression seemed calm, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, trying to force a smile, but in the end he failed.

She understood that from the very beginning when she made up her mind to come back with him, she was ready to back down and endure.It's just that when Xiao Zijun acquiesced in her compromise, she was somewhat sad.

Seeing her licking her temple hair and bowing her head on the swing without saying a word, Xiao Zijuan understood her thoughts, and suddenly chuckled, "What a silly girl, since she is unwilling, why bother to show me?"

Ning listened softly, raised his head suddenly, and stared at him, "I don't, I really want to go back to Tingting Pavilion!"

He smiled lowly, "No matter where you live, just leave me half a pillow."

Guarding the maidservant nearby, King Jin's words were bold.

Ning's small face raised slightly, originally swearing and domineering, turned red in an instant, and she lowered her head in embarrassment, revealing her pair of pink ears more and more. The soft neck and jade white exposed by the temple hair.

Xiao Zijun always felt that this was his palace, so there was no burden in his behavior, and he was fascinated by it for a while, so he couldn't help leaning forward and pinching her earlobe.

Ning Qing's body trembled suddenly, this Xiao Zijun was too bold.

Seeing Fuquan not far away, he had to cough, and then the maid on the other side realized what was going on.

This time, the prince's behavior was even more unstoppable.

Therefore, at this moment, through the sparse branches and leaves of the flowers and trees, it can be seen that under the swing under the tree, the prince is holding the rope of the swing with one hand, and Miss Ning with the other, and the heads of the two are handed over.

Just looking at the back makes people fantasize about it. Although Fuquan has cleaned himself up, his throat is a little tight, so he dare not peek at the master and his son's show of affection.

After the two couldn't help kissing, Xiao Zijun naturally swung for her, while talking about the situation in Tingting Pavilion.

"It should be quite complete."

"I'll ask someone to buy some furniture later. After all, I'm going to live in it. The basic necessities of life will cost a lot more than before."

"My lord doesn't think the place is too small now?"

"It's already cool in autumn, and it's going to be winter, it's warmer to huddle together."

Wei Wei is satisfied with his answer, but feels somewhat regretful in her heart. It seems that this year's Dong Nuan Pavilion will not have a chance to return.

She sat on the swing with her eyes downcast, her drooping legs dangling non-stop, and her pair of lotus embroidered shoes slowly rubbed back and forth on the ground.

He had stopped shaking the swing, and looked down, then he slowly bent down, reached out and grabbed one of her feet, "Is this shoe old too?"

Curious slightly, he frowned and said, "How does the prince know? I seldom wear it after I come to the palace."

He shook his head and smiled, "Did you really forget, or did you deliberately try?"

Wei Wei got angry and tried to kick him, but he dodged over and took off her shoes all at once.

It was very embarrassing to be there with only socks on, and my feet wanted to shrink back, but they were caught.

"Still putting on a show? This king remembers the first time we met in the Sun family. You were sitting on a pear tree, and you dropped a satin shoe embroidered with lotus leaves and hit me on the shoulder. It doesn't make sense."

She suddenly realized that what she was wearing that day turned out to be these lotus leaf satin shoes.

She didn't remember it, but he remembered it so clearly, she couldn't help being moved.

It's just that she wanted to tell him that the righteousness and arrogance at that time were not fake, and the shyness and embarrassment now are not fake either.

Maybe it's growing up, maybe it's because loving someone will become restrained.

After a while, Xiao Zijun hugged Ning Qingqing, who was not wearing shoes, from the swing, and carried him all the way back to the Tingting Pavilion.

Fuquan stood outside the Listening Pavilion for a long time with his whisk, watching the sun approaching the west, the prince hadn't come out yet.

(The prince got married three years ago, so the time has been changed)

(End of this chapter)