Su Qiao did not even spare him a sidelong glance. She turned to her man instead. "Jing He, I haven't even gone to look at shops for you yet."
"Once the banquet's over, we'll go look at some shops. Whichever one you like, we'll rent. You can sell whatever you want there.
"Even if it doesn't make money, we can run it just for fun. As long as you like it."
"..."
The second minister's son was defeated.
After that, no one had the courage to cause trouble anymore.
Qi Jinghe took the wine cup from Su Qiao's hand and handed her a cup of tea instead. "Have some water."
Su Qiao smiled brightly. "I was just getting thirsty. Jing He is so good to me."
"Jing He is really handsome too. Unlike those men who can't even walk properly, swaying back and forth like they're performing in a stage play,
"and powdering and painting their faces all day long. They still can't compare to our Jing He's fresh, handsome looks. He isn't coy or affected, either."
They actually wanted to come looking for trouble with her man?
Did they think they were worthy?
Su Qiao was not afraid of offending anyone.
"..."
Everyone present was at a loss for how to react.
The Little Prince's taste... was truly unique.
Even the Empress, who had vaguely overheard her, twitched at the corners of her mouth and could not bear to look.
A tall man who had been sitting across from them watching the show raised his cup toward Su Qiao. "Little Prince, long time no see."
Su Qiao looked up.
She had actually forgotten about this fellow.
"So it's you. It really has been a while. Are your injuries healed?"
Prince Lie glanced with interest at the man beside her.