The host wants to be human today

Chapter 576 The Young Master Is A Poor Little One 25
Knowing that she was coming back, the prince of the prime minister's mansion stood guard outside the palace early on.

Seeing her striding forward, he hurriedly went up to meet her happily.

"Master wife..."

It's just that before he could finish his sentence, he was pushed away by the angry princess.

She condescendingly glanced at the man who fell on the ground, her dark pupils were cold.

"Don't bother me in the study."

After speaking, he glanced at him one last time, and hurried into the house with a group of people.

The person who fell on the ground bit his lip, a little aggrieved, but he had already gotten used to her temper, and was helped up by the attendant in silence.

The palace attendant carefully patted the sand off his body and comforted him.

"Zhengjun, don't be sad, it must be just that His Highness is in a bad mood right now."

Although wronged, how many people in this world will not be wronged?
After a man gets married, he depends on the face of his wife to live, so the attitude of the wife to her husband determines whether their life is good or not, as it is now so common.

Even if he has a noble status, it is impossible for the prime minister's mansion to have conflicts with the empress dowager because of him, so he can only endure it silently.

He looked down at the red mark on the palm of his hand that was pierced by the stone, and nodded while enduring the pain.

"Ah."

The palace servant sighed inwardly, and helped him walk to his room.

"Zhengjun should go back and get some medicine first, it would be bad if His Highness despises him because of this."

The prince of the prime minister's mansion looked back at the direction the other party was leaving, and asked softly.

"I heard that the wife-lord is going to take a concubine again?"

"This……"

The palace servant glanced at him cautiously, and said in deliberation.

"It's normal for a woman to have three wives and four concubines, not to mention the status of His Highness. As long as the Prime Minister's Mansion is still there, you are the only righteous monarch, so don't worry about it."

He withdrew his gaze, a little disappointment appeared on his delicate face.

"I will choose carefully for my wife."

"It's good that Zhengjun can figure it out."

...

Night falls.

The attendant checked the gift list again, and told the servants to put the dowry gift in place, and it was already late when he came back from work.

Just walking into the room, he found that the boy was still sitting in front of the window, with an open book spread out on the table, his light-colored and beautiful eyes fell on it, as if he was in a daze.

He walked over curiously and asked tentatively.

"Why are you still reading, son? It's getting late, you should take a bath."

Huai'an came back to his senses for a while, rubbed his white fingertips on the page for a moment, raised his eyes to look at him, and asked suddenly.

"Do you think His Highness likes me?"

The attendant was taken aback, subconsciously said.

"My lord, do you mean the little princess? Of course His Highness likes you, otherwise why would he do so much for you and marry you?"

As he spoke, he couldn't help persuading him earnestly.

"Just the betrothal gifts sent today are priceless, and they are extremely gentle with others. My son, the little princess is really the best wife-lord I have ever seen. I don't know how many people in the capital are envious of you now."

The handsome and cold young master paused slightly, pursed his lips uncomfortably, and said softly.

"understood."

Seeing that he listened, the attendant stopped talking in time.

If you want him to say, it is the best choice for the young master to marry the little princess, and now that the imperial decree has been issued, there is no room for repentance, the young master should treat the little princess well instead of getting entangled in these things.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but look at him twice, and asked.

"Does the young man want to take a bath and rest?"

Huaian lowered his eyelashes and hummed, his eyes fell on the imperial decree beside him.

Hearing this, the attendant responded respectfully and went down to ask someone to prepare water.

(End of this chapter)