Hu Xiaotian bowed deeply to Long Xuan'en. "The Prince Consort's Residence was converted from the Minister's Residence. Your Majesty should remember that my mother died of illness there. Though that is in the past, fewer than three years have passed. If the princess and I make it our home after our wedding, I fear it may bring misfortune."
"Ah... well..." Long Xuan'en had not considered that. To his mind, preparing the Prince Consort's Residence was a minor matter, and choosing the Hu Family's old home had seemed perfectly natural. He had never expected Hu Xiaotian to object, much less with such a convincing reason.
Qiqi had wanted to say something, but swallowed the words on her lips. She decided to let Hu Xiaotian finish and see just what scheme he was hatching.
Long Xuan'en said, "Then I shall choose another place for you."
Hu Xiaotian said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. There is actually no need to go to so much trouble. Her Highness and I have discussed it, and we have settled on King Yongyang's Residence as our new home."
Qiqi felt her head buzz. Hu Xiaotian, oh, Hu Xiaotian, when did you ever discuss that with me? No wonder he had stopped the warriors from taking down the plaque outside the Prince's Residence today. So that was what he had been planning. But she had already promised to return the residence to its rightful owner. Was he trying to make her go back on her word?
Long Xuan'en glanced at Qiqi. He, too, felt something was amiss. Every card Hu Xiaotian had played today had caught him off guard. What exactly was this boy planning? Had he and Qiqi agreed on this beforehand, or had Hu Xiaotian come up with everything himself?
Qiqi said, "Brother Tian,