Chapter 8: The Place That Should Not Be Touched
Hua Xiang Rong slowly stood up when she felt two different gazes coming from the other side, and saw that the ink on the red leaves had dried. She then bent down and put the two leaves into the water.
"Miss, what's this... who is it for?" Ling Tong suddenly asked curiously.
"I don't know, maybe it's fate." Hua Xiang's face seemed to smile and yet not smile, her eyes drifting back and forth as if she didn't notice the two people approaching from behind.
"Ah! Your Highness......" Ling Tong also seemed to have just seen Xiao Yuehan and Fu Fei, and was suddenly startled, turning around and kneeling down.
Hua Xiang Rong was taken aback for a moment, although she had just known they were coming and had long been mentally prepared to meet this man with whom she had rolled in the sheets again. However, to be honest, she didn't want to see him at all.
Her beautiful dream turned out to be a nightmare of crossing into another world! Thinking of this, Huaxiang Rong's pale fist clenched tightly.
Xiao Yue Han's expressionless face stared at Hua Xiang Rong's back, which seemed to be trembling with great effort to hold something in. He glanced at her tightly clenched fists and suddenly felt that although she was facing away from him, just the sight of her back made it seem as if she had become a completely different person.
Hua Xiang Rong took a deep breath, suddenly beaming with a bright smile like the morning sun, quickly turned around, her hands slightly clasped together and placed on her left waist, performing a big bow: "Your humble servant has seen Your Highness!"
Fufei stood stupidly beside Xiao Yuehan, staring at Hua Xiangrong who suddenly had a smile all over her face, and was shocked into a daze.
Xiao Yuehan's expression remained unchanged, but a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, and he maintained a calm demeanor, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him without moving. He didn't speak until Hua Xiangrong had been holding that pose for a while, starting to feel stiff, when he finally curled up the corner of his mouth, and that familiar yet strange magnetic voice sounded: "The princess is the king's legitimate queen, usually, there is no need to be so formal, get up."
Finally freed, Hua Xiang Rong hastily straightened up, lifted her sparkling big eyes, and smiled brightly at Xiao Yue Han, who seemed to be ignoring her. In her heart, she cursed, "Obviously, he was deliberately watching me struggle to stand up before saying 'get up'. What a black-bellied man! A typical black-bellied man!" Just a few nights ago, he was still passionately rolling around in bed with her in her room, and now he's pretending to be dignified.
Hua Xiang Rong couldn't help but feel that Xiao Yue Han was a sinister person, so she deliberately turned her anger into a smile, the curve of her smile almost reaching the point where it couldn't be contained, until Fu Fei spoke up.
"What is Rong sister doing? Just now, my younger sister seemed to hear Rong sister say something... missing someone with feelings? Could it be that sister is thinking of our Wang Fu's outside..." Before Fufei could finish speaking, Xiao Yuehan's face suddenly turned cold, and he lowered his eyes to give her a chilly glance. Fufei trembled instantly.
"But it's just that I was bored and picked up two red leaves, wrote two idle poems on them, and put them in the stream to play with. Oh, by the way, I heard that Princess Fu is thinking of me, but sister doesn't have to call me that because of my status. There's an order to seniority, although I'm the main wife and you're the secondary one, this 'sister' business is really unbearable." Hua Xiang Rong smiled slightly, biting down hard on the word "secondary", her eyes still fixed on Xiao Yue Han, ignoring Princess Fu's darkening face.
Xiao Yuehan glanced at her briefly, as if he didn't like her appearing in front of him with such an eye-catching attitude, and said coldly: "As the weather turns cool in late autumn, the queen's body is thin, it's better to rest in Xuelin Garden."
"I'm leaving." Hua Xiang Rong smiled brightly again, then turned around, intentionally walking closely beside Xiao Yue Han. Fu Fei saw this and quickly moved to Xiao Yue Han's right side, tightly holding onto his arm, and quietly stretched out a foot in front of Hua Xiang Rong.
The flower thinks it's not annoying, the smile on her lips is even thicker, she turns around and throws a very ambiguous gaze at Xiao Yuehan who is one person away from her, then as if she didn't see the obstacle under her feet, she steps down heavily. NND, wanting to make her fall and lose face? You little girl doesn't look at your own weight, I'm a 24-and-a-half-year-old woman with a strong soul, can't even rival you an 18-year-old jealous woman?
"Ah!" Fu Fei let out a sharp cry of pain, hastily withdrawing her foot, but her eyes were glaring furiously at Hua Xiang Rong's smiling face.
"Sister Fu, next time be careful when you land. Sometimes, a slight carelessness can delay others from landing too. Places that shouldn't be touched should be withdrawn in time to avoid getting hurt." After throwing out a sentence that she thought was profound, Hua Xiang Rong didn't look at Xiao Yue Han who was staring at her with a thoughtful expression, but instead smiled charmingly at Fu Fei and turned around with the bell, walking towards Snow Spirit Garden with her head held high.
