How could Ye Jinghua let him take all the credit?
"No need. I've already had someone prepare the food. It'll be here soon."
"Brother, sneaking into the Imperial Kitchen makes it easy for people to find you." Su Qiao was also worried that her brother would run around everywhere.
"Go on out. Just have Fifteen help me."
Fifteen had already had someone prepare a large barrel of hot water in the outer room. All that remained was to wait for Su Qiao.
"Be careful. Don't get the Princess Consort's wounds wet." As he passed Fifteen, Ye Jinghua gave him a reminder.
Fifteen hurriedly nodded. "Yes."
The moment Su Baiwen and Ye Jinghua walked out of Su Qiao's room, one after the other, Su Baiwen's expression changed.
"Why are you everywhere I go?"
"And when did my sister become your Princess Consort? Did I agree to it?"
"Xiao Qiao agreed herself." Whenever this matter came up, the gloomy look on Ye Jinghua's face brightened considerably.
Su Baiwen ground his teeth.
This man was truly devious. He had actually tricked his sister into agreeing while Su Baiwen was away from home.
"An elder brother is like a father. Since Father is gone, as her elder brother, I have the right to refuse this marriage."
Ye Jinghua glanced at him, walked into the pavilion, and sat down on a stone bench. Only then did he say indifferently, "This morning, if I hadn't rushed over, Xiao Qiao would have been in danger."
"The Emperor and Empress were pressing her relentlessly. If I hadn't said Xiao Qiao was my Princess Consort, they would certainly have used the opportunity to make things difficult for her."
Su Baiwen dropped onto the stone bench, his eyes full of mockery. "So you're saying you had no choice?"
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