Ye Lihan snorted in the direction of Prince Rui's Estate. "Hmph, could it be that you're allowed to enjoy yourselves outside, eating and playing to your hearts' content, while I, the Prince, don't even deserve a cup of good tea?"
Xiao Yuzi, who had returned to ask whether his master wanted some pastries, happened to hear this at the door and quickly pulled his foot back.
He claimed it had nothing to do with him, yet clearly Prince Rui had stood them up, and his master was furious—extremely unhappy.
The next day, Su Qiao still failed to go hunting with Ye Lihan.
The reason, of course, was that she had once again received an invitation from Shang Shuheng.
Only this time, it wasn't a poetry gathering. It was a boat trip on the river.
Ye Lihan once again left with his entire body radiating coldness.
Su Qiao watched this and rejoiced inwardly.
Of course, she hadn't actually gone boating with Shang Shuheng. She had merely gone through the motions, letting the people outside know that she had taken a boat trip with the Son of the Prime Minister, before heading to the Imperial Palace.
The person in the palace seemed to be losing his patience.
He sent someone to urgently summon her to the palace.
After entering Phoenix Palace unhurriedly, she glanced at the person reclining sideways on the couch behind the screen, then swept her gaze over the surrounding attendants, who had their heads lowered while secretly peeking at her.
Hmph, did they really think she couldn't see that trace of contempt in their eyes?
Did they truly think she was still the foolish Prince she had once been?
Su Qiao paused briefly before her expression suddenly turned cold. "Someone, drag them all out and give each of them