Chapter 153 Identity Not Enough?

with her baby fat cheeks and seemed more innocent than him. 。But just as they had stepped out, they bumped into Wu Chengzong! "Brother Wu!"Sure enough, upon seeing Wu Chengzong, Mu Huan immediately le..."Is it truly just a chance encounter" The Emperor stared at her, his voice unintentionally stern. "But I heard that King Xiaoyao proclaimed in front of everyone at the Xiang Mansion that day that you were to be his future queen." 。"The King was merely moved by pity for the common woman, and out of compassion, he said those words against his will." 。Xiao Yu's song would naturally not admit it. Compared to Qian Tingxuan's madness, she was more afraid that if the emperor issued a marriage decree, she wouldn't even have a chance to escape. 。“Is that so My younger brother has been wandering the rivers and lakes since he was a teenager. I heard there are countless beauties around him. He is not someone who would easily talk about marriage. This is the first time I've heard him say it himself. If you say there's nothing between you two, I really don't believe it. But if you say there is something between you two, I also don't quite believe it, after all, King Xiaoyao is much older than you. You usually have no dealings with each other. I racked my brains and couldn't figure out why. So, Xiao Yuge, you better explain it to me clearly.” 。" Your Majesty, I have made myself clear. There is no entanglement between me and the prince." 。"Tsk! Must you pry into everything If the Emperor knew that she and Prince Qian Tingxuan had already been holding hands and hugging, wouldn't he order her executed"

"The better!" The Emperor's eyes grew colder, his voice unintentionally harsh: "If you were still the eldest daughter of the Xiao family, you would be betrothed to the Crown Prince. Now, you are just a nobody who knows where you came from. With your current status, you are not worthy of King Xiaoyao at all, so it's best if nothing happens between you two. If something does happen, I absolutely will not allow it!"

"Your servant will heed the Emperor's teachings!" Xiao Yuge secretly scoffed. Was being a relative of the royal family such a big deal It wasn't like she was trying to marry up; Prince Qian Tingxuan was the one who was clinging to her, wasn't he It sounded like she was desperately trying to climb the social ladder, but she didn't care about that at all. 。After leaving the Yangxin Hall, Xiao Yuge planned to go see Qian Sichin. After all, he still blocked a sword for her, even though she was not grateful to him, it was still necessary to put on a show. 。Before she had walked far, a gust of wind blew a painting right in front of her. She hurriedly picked it up, puzzled, and then saw Qian Yi sitting in a wheelchair coming over. 。

“I have met Lord King!” Xiao Yuge hurried forward to pay respects. She still felt guilty towards Qian Yi’an. After all, he had fallen into this state now, and she was partly responsible. He was already pitiful because of his leg injury, and she indirectly caused him to become like this.

"原來是蕭二小姐" 。Qian Yi'an always had a faint smile on his face, as if nothing, even the biggest event, could cause him to show too much emotion. 。"I'm no longer the second young miss of the Xiao family, Your Highness can just call me Xiao Yuge." 。" I often hear Second Brother mention you, saying that you are a good girl. " 。"Can I call you Ge'er, just like I call my second brother" Qian Yi'an's eyes were full of anticipation. 。Of course, no problem 。Xiao Yu sang, smiling and nodding. 。"Thank you!" Qian Yi'an seemed very happy, but his eyes dimmed immediately: "Lady Ge'er, I've heard some things about your situation here in the deep palace. It's a pity..." 。But it doesn't matter, shining people, no matter their background or where they are, will always shine. 。His gentle and ethereal voice made people involuntarily feel sympathy. 。"Thank you, Lord King!" Xiao Yuge also smiled and handed him the painting in her hand: "Your Highness, this is for you." 。" Don't you want to take a look" Qian Yi'an didn't take the painting. 。Xiao Yuge hesitated for a moment, and upon hearing the request, she opened the painting. She was immediately astonished: "This... this person in the painting is me" She marveled at his skill, truly lifelike; he had painted her so beautifully. 。“Last time I promised you a painting, but unfortunately…” He quickly covered up his melancholy expression, and when he looked at her again, it was the gentle look he always had: “My father lifted my ban a few days ago, so I can paint again. I also heard about your situation, but unfortunately, my body isn't well enough to leave the palace, so I painted this for you. I thought that one day when you entered the palace, I could give it to you myself. It would be wonderful. I had just finished painting it when you found it. Isn't this what they call fate” “Indeed it is.” 。"Then that's for me, thank you, His Royal Highness!" Xiao Yuge carefully put away the painting. 。"Song'er, are you here to see your second brother" "Yes, the Emperor summoned me into the palace to ask some questions, and I also went to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. After all, he saved me, so I should visit him." 。Even in public, Xiao Yu's songs should remain distinct from the mundane thoughts of Qian Si Chen. 。"Well, I just came back from my second brother this morning. He's much better now. I heard that thanks to Miss Xiao's constant care these days, my second brother recovered so quickly. " 。“Thousand-easy [an] is talking as if it's an ordinary thing.” 。"As the elder sister is the future princess consort, taking care of His Highness the Prince is naturally her duty." 。Xiao Yu sang and was too lazy to listen to their stories, glancing at the weather: "Your Highness, it's getting windy." 。" Qian Yi subconsciously rubbed her legs and frowned slightly: "Yeah, the weather is getting colder, it always makes me feel uncomfortable. 。"Your Highness, are your legs always cold when the weather turns chilly" Xiao Yuge understood medicine and could tell at a glance. 。“Well, my leg theoretically shouldn't feel anything anymore, but sometimes when the weather is too cold and the wind blows, it still aches a little.” 。er a bowl as well""Thank you, Your Majesty!" Xiao Yuge secretly frowned: Anesthesia Wasn't it an abortion pillSoon, two maidservants brought up two bowls of black, so-called "pregnancy-preserving" me...