Volume Three Chapter 27

"...Are you angry with Zhen, or are you annoyed with Xiaojing?"

"..."

"Zhen doesn't really want the two of you to meet, but if you have something you want to say to him, go find him and make it clear. Zhen is not a messenger boy for the two of you."

"Your Majesty, please forgive me."

"..."

Poor Little Eight finally escaped the sea of bitterness... Cough, the Young Master is playing soy sauce again, and the little emperor is frantically farming his presence =.=

Volume Three Chapter 27

Her immediate lowering of her head to admit her wrong made him feel even more detestable. At the first sight of her injured to this extent, let alone her parents and younger brother, even he himself was furious with his own self. Though on the surface he was lighthearted and joking, whether it was the mother-in-law slamming the door in his face or the brother-in-law's sarcastic tone, he accepted all of it unconditionally. When she woke up and mistook him for whoever-the-hell-it-was, he also tried hard to pretend nothing was wrong. Seeing her injured like this and still confessing her faults and pleading guilty to him was more painful than all those whips and slaps landing on his own body.

"Alright. It's Zhen who doesn't know how to speak to please a daughter of a family. Since you don't want to see him, that couldn't be better." He reached out, wanting to ease the awkwardness and gently touch the top of her head. Though it was merely a touch without any evil intent, Zhu Xiaojiu, standing to one side, couldn't bear to watch it—

"Even if she wanted to see him, she couldn't. After all, the Prime Minister's Residence was sealed off by Your Majesty's decree, and both Lords Li