Chapter 191 Stupid Daddy

After Ouyang got up and left, Xia Wuchen sat on the water gate for a long time. It was not until the dusk and the light rain gradually stopped that he got up in the shouts of the maid of honor. In fact, Xia Wuchen didn't know that a woman had been looking at him all afternoon.

Xie Yinxue saw Xia Wuchen get up and closed the window, but the moment she closed the window, she still cried. Her chest seemed to be burned and she couldn't speak, so she could only cry. Why did he become like that? Why did the seven princes who were as gentle as water in his memory become so far away and cold? Why am I not like this? In a few years, things have changed.

In King Kang's Mansion, Xia Kang rarely stayed in the royal palace for dinner, but even though the table was full of delicious food, he and Li Rongrong ate extremely silently and did not say a word during the banquet. At first, Li Rongrong would quarrel unrelentingly, but gradually Xia Kang found that Li Rongrong was neither noisy nor noisy, which made him feel a little scared. Especially when he looked at Li Rongrong's resentful eyes, he felt guilty. This woman did nothing wrong, just because she liked Ling Yue, so did he have to endure such humiliation?

"Rong'er..."

Li Rongrong raised her head and her eyes were full of doubts. Because Xia Kang has never called her that, or has never called her so softly.

"Today..." Xia Kang couldn't say that sentence anyway, and the atmosphere became awkward for a moment.

"Stay today, and I'll prepare for the incense bath." Li Rongrong smiled and lowered her head to continue eating.

"Do you hate me?" Xia Kang didn't know why he said that, but vaguely felt that Li Rongrong hated him.

When asked this question, Li Rongrong put down her bowls and chopsticks with a kind of indifference that was extremely inconsistent with her character: "Hate."

"That's how it should be."

"Is it just supposed to be like this?" Li Rongrong said, if there is no hatred, how can you love it?"

"If there is no hatred, how can I love it?" Xia Kang repeated Li Rongrong's words.

"Because of love, I hate. What love can't do, hate often has a way to do." Li Rongrong said, "I hate you, but I also love you. I am me, not anyone."

"You were not like this before."

"Yes, I didn't do this before. I became like this because I was Princess Kang. I didn't even know myself, so I hate you." Li Rongrong said, "I abandoned myself for you, but you don't want me. Do you think I should hate you?"

Xia Kang was silent.

"Isn't it the best result for a woman to control her marriage and expect to marry a good person to cherish herself in the future? After all, we can't control our own destiny. It's so simple. Small ice crystals condensed in the air, and then evaporated and disappeared in the instant boiling. Li Rongrong looked at Xia Kang with deep eyes, as if she was looking at something. For a long time, she lowered her head again and stared at the remaining half of white rice in the bowl. "You like imperial power."

"What?" Xia Kang didn't hear it clearly, but felt that an inexplicable emotion spread in his heart.

"You like imperial power." Although Li Rongrong's voice was soft, it was clearly imprinted in Xia Kang's heart. "I heard that on that day in Yiyun Mountain, the prince desperately showed his love for Ling Yue to everyone. At that time, you were also present. If you really had to do it, why didn't you stop on that day? But now, it seems that I have wronged you? You had a choice, didn't you?"

"Yes, I had a choice, but I gave up. So, this time, I will never give up again." Xia Kang's face raised a smile, light but cold. If Li Rongrong could raise her head, she would find that the light and cold smile was mixed with madness.

The candlelight swayed, and the maidservant sprinkled roses on the blue-embroidered auspicious sheets, and the air was filled with an extremely strong musk fragrance. Xia Kang wore a black brocade robe and looked coldly at Li Rongrong sitting on the bed.

"Why musk?" Xia Kang hated the smell of musk very much, just because his father liked it, so he never told anyone.

"Because you hate musk." Li Rongrong's eyebrows turned around and said leisurely, "So I ordered this musk. If you don't like it, you can go out."

"Okay, okay, okay..." Xia Kang clapped his hands gently, and his crisp applause cut through the original embarrassment and silence. "It's worthy of that man's meticulous work. To be honest, I'm a little moved by you today."

Li Rongrong leaned against the bed and looked indescribably lazy: "Mirror Wuying really has a delicate heart that can see me through."

"It's not that no shadow can see through you, but that Li Jinglue's behavior is too strange."

"Oh?" Li Rongrong's willow eyebrows were frivolous and seemed puzzled, "What's wrong with my stupid father?"

"If I were Li Jingluo, I would definitely marry my daughter to Prince Yan, or the current prince, and I would not marry a concubine prince anyway."

"That's the emperor's will. No matter how powerful my father is, he can't disobey the emperor's order. What's more, my father was a prince's faction at that time. The prince was too powerful. Isn't it reasonable for the emperor to marry me to you because he wanted to separate some power?"

"It's really reasonable, but what is reasonable in the end? With your father's cleverness, how can you not know that Xia Yan is not your father's bloodline? The State of Chu is all over the world. I'm afraid that even your father can know which concubine he sleeps with every day. Therefore, from the beginning, although Li Jinglue nominally supports the prince, it is only some powerful support. On the other hand, the Marquis of Ning, Duguba, did not seem to support the prince, but he married his daughter to the prince. In this way, Li Jing slightly slept seemed too strange. And you, Li Rongrong, like Xia Wuchen, and I'm afraid you have other plans, because except for the prince, he is the most likely to ascend the throne.

"Not bad, I know it, but..."

"But what?"

"One thing you guessed wrong is that I didn't elaborate by the State of Chu."

Xia Kang's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise, and then he found a nearby chair and sat down, supporting his forehead with one hand, waiting for Li Rongrong to continue talking. Who knew that he stared for a long time. Li Rongrong stretched out and lay down ** and fell asleep. Xia Kang's forehead was bursting with blue veins, and there was a feeling of being placed together.

The uterus, curling smoke floats out of the exquisite incense burner, and the fragrance of broken soul spreads in the air. Qingluo mantle and jade beads fell on the ground. Wu Xiang obediently snuggled up in Xia Wuchen's arms like a bird, and her cheeks were blushing.

"The prince goes to the Zhemei Hall every day. How can he..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Wuchen raised his index finger and blocked Wu Xiang's lips: "If you continue to talk, I will leave."

"If you don't say it, don't say it." Wu Xiang moved his body and wrapped a pair of wrists around Xia Wuchen's neck. As long as you are here."

"Let me tell you something."

"What?"

Xia Wuchen lowered his head and whispered in Wu Xiang's ear, "I have never touched Ling Yue."

"What?" Wu Xiang's body trembled obviously, and then he said the three words you lied.

"What did I lie to you?" Xia Wuchen frowned slightly and gently picked up a few wisps of green silk scattered around Wu Xiang's ears with one hand. "Do you always think I'm singing every day in the folding plum hall and having a snack every night?"

"If not, what is it?"

"She is the president of the supervisory institute. You'd better keep this in mind. For your own good, don't do those inexplicable things in the future."

"How can they do anything inexplicable?"

"It's just a reminder." Although Xia Wuchen's voice is gentle, it is cold. "If you are fine, you will give birth to a prince for me in the future, and this life will go on like this. But if you have nothing to do, you will be noisy for three days. When I become emperor in the future, you can wait to live in the cold palace. Now that this has been said, it's true. Do you understand?

Wu Xiang felt that the originally warm air quickly became cold, and even her heart gradually sank.

"Do you understand?" Xia Wuchen repeated it again.

Wu Xiang nodded gently and stopped talking.

"Why don't you talk?" Seeing Wu Xiang's silence, Xia Wuchen asked softly.

"You, you suddenly become so terrible that people dare not talk."