Chapter 225: Is he worthy?

Xiao Hanzheng accompanied Shi Qingluo to visit several streets and bought a lot of things.

Since he couldn’t carry them all, he hired someone to take them back to the house first.

No matter what, he has to make his wife happy shopping.

The two of them walked around all afternoon and had dinner outside before returning home.

When Shi Qingluo went to take a bath, Xiao Hanzheng went out for a trip.

When he came back, Shi Qingluo’s hair was dry, and she was practicing calligraphy in the study.

Hearing Xiao Hanzheng comes in, she finished writing on the paper before looking up.

She smiled and asked: “Old Xiao, have you done something bad again?”

Every time her young husband goes out like this, he always causes trouble.

Xiao Hanzheng chuckled and said: “My wife still understands me.”

“We can go back to Nanxi County once the Third Prince’s Mansion causes trouble.”

Shi Qinglou smiled and asked: “Have the arrangements been made?”

Xiao Hanzheng nodded: “Well if nothing else happens tonight, there will be a good show.”

Shi Qingluo shrugged: “It’s a pity that I can’t see it.”

Xiao Han smiled and said: “A message will come tomorrow.”

*

At the Third Prince’s Mansion.

In the past few days, Fu Wenzheng has been forced to learn the rules by the nanny sent by the Empress Dowager.

Especially after she changed from a princess to a concubine, the three old nuns were even harsher towards her.

The Third Prince hadn’t returned to her courtyard since he left that day, and she was holding back her anger.

After dinner, she kept smashing things in the room.

Several maids were waiting on the side.

There were several meows outside, and one of the maids’ eyes flashed.

The meowing of the cat means that the third prince is heading towards the courtyard here.

She immediately took the initiative to walk to the incense burner, lit the incense, and even threw a small white ball in and lit it together while no one was paying attention.

This was a medicine prepared by Xiao Hanzheng to amplify people’s emotions.

If the person was calm, the impact would not be big.

But if a person’s mood fluctuates greatly, he or she will be irritable, and may even be slow to respond and cannot help but say what is inside his mind.

Fu Wenzheng was completely tired after smashing things all over.

She asked someone to bring her some wine. She drank a few glasses of wine in a depressed mood and began to curse: “Liang Hengxiao, you bastard, you just ignore me like this.”

The maidservant advised: “Master, the Third Prince must have some difficulties. Many people have been watching him recently.”

Fu Wenzheng snorted coldly: “What kind of trouble could he have? I think he is just such a waste.”

Then she cursed again.

The general meaning was that the Third Prince was born on the wrong side and was born from a palace maid, so he was not taken seriously by the emperor. Otherwise, how could she be deprived of her status as a princess and become a concubine?

At this moment, the Third Prince had just walked to the door. After hearing these words, he immediately stopped, his face darkened involuntarily, and he retracted his hand that was about to push the door.

Fu Wenzheng was used to being arrogant, so when she was in the room, she liked to have a maid by her side.

The maidservant looked up and saw a shadow flashing outside the door. She immediately asked tentatively: “Master, I heard from people outside that you and the Third Prince have known each other since you were children?”

Fu Wenzheng sneered: “Who knows him?”

“My aunt is a beloved concubine, while he is just the son of a palace maid.”

It was just a pity that her aunt had not been favored since she had never had children.

The maidservant seemed to be stunned: “I heard before that you met the Third Prince when you were a child, and you even gave him a hand stove.”

“There are rumors that you were destined to be husband and wife because you were destined to the Third Prince at that time.”

“So the Third Prince must have been too busy these 2 days to pay attention to you.”

“You see, the meals are still served according to the imperial consort’s proportions. It must have been ordered by the Third Prince.”

Others may remember the good things of the Third Prince, but the former princess will not and will despise him.

As expected, Fu Wenzheng became even more angry when she heard what she said: “What’s the use of giving orders on meals? He only has this ability.”

“If you want to fight with others with only this ability, you will lose.”

She thought carefully about what the maidservant said.

He suddenly remembered and sneered: “As for the hand stove, I remembered it. It’s not mine.”

The maidservant led her and asked, “Isn’t it yours?”

In the past, Fu Wenzheng wouldn’t say this to the maidservant.

But now she was angry and full of resentment towards Liang Hengxiao. And with the influence of wine and the incense, she told the truth.

“Yes, at that time Liang Hengxiao was bullied by the eunuchs. My cousin and I happened to see him when we entered the palace.”

“My cousin saw frostbite on his hands, so she wanted to give the stove to Liang Hengxiao.”

“I was afraid that she would delay meeting my aunt, so I took her hand stove and threw it to Liang Hengxiao.”

“When Liang Hengxiao was a child, he was just like a beggar outside. How could I especially give him my hand stove? Wouldn’t it dirty my hand stove?”

“Besides, the son of a palace maid, is he worthy of me giving my hand stove?”

At that time, her aunt was being favored, and she didn’t even bother to look at the Third Prince.

Then she curled his lips disdainfully: “It was my cousin who likes to put on pretense and be so-called soft-hearted.”

“Then she took out some ointment and asked me to go to the palace and give it to Liang Hengxiao. How ridiculous.”

These words made Liang Hengxiao, who was standing at the door, stiffen up, and his face was even more astonished.

He did receive a bottle of ointment specifically for frostbite later on. The eunuch who gave it to him said that it was brought by the maid of the young lady from the Feng Family.

So he always thought that the person who gave the ointment was Fu Wenzheng who also gave him the hand stove.

The maidservant seemed to be surprised: “But some people outside said that you married the third prince because you had a crush on him when you were a child.”

Fu Wenzheng sneered disdainfully: “That’s nonsense. If Liang Hengxiao hadn’t gone to ask for an imperial edict and begged me to marry him, I wouldn’t have married him.”

At that time, the person she wanted to marry was the Second Prince.

It was a pity that the imperial concubine chose that bitch to be the second princess of Liang Hengshao. She was the legitimate daughter of the Marquis, so she couldn’t be a concubine.

She doesn’t want to have a bitch stepping on her head, either.

In addition, Liang Hengshao also wanted her to marry the Third Prince. She also believed that her status was only worthy of being a prince’s wife, so she married him.

But from the bottom of her heart, she looked down on the Third Prince.

She only hopes to help the Second Prince ascend to the throne, and then she will divorce the Third Prince and let the Second Prince accept her into the palace.

Moreover, the Second Prince’s natal family was a very prominent Duke Family. He was good-looking and capable. He has already established himself in the court, so he has a good chance of winning.

Because of this, after she got married, she didn’t let the Third Prince touch her at all.

Liang Hengxiao was indeed a waste. In addition to his status as the son of a palace maid, he was also willing to be humble.

When she said he wasn’t allowed to touch her, he didn’t touch her. He even called it respect, which made her want to laugh.

She snorted coldly: “Besides liking me, he didn’t ask for permission to marry me because of my family background.”

But Liang Hengxiao was wrong. Her father and eldest brother were already on the side of the Second Prince.

At this moment, she started scolding the Third Prince again, but she still felt uncomfortable.

Hence, she said unhappily: “He, the son of a palace maid, is also thinking about that position. Is he worthy?”

 


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