Flowers not yet withered

Chapter 917: What Trick Did He Play

Chapter 917: Chapter 917: What Trick Did He Play


"Since you already know that Wanlai Gambling House is the Crown Prince’s enterprise, you should understand that our enmity has already been established. Even if we don’t take over Wanlai Gambling House, the Crown Prince already resents me," Ye Jiu said.


Liu Yunqing nodded, "Yunqing understands."


Liu Yunqing’s perceptive nature quite satisfied Ye Jiu, and after giving instructions, she didn’t lag behind but rather skipped over to the Princess Consort of the War King and Mrs. He.


Ever since learning about the matters between Sikong Mo and Ye Jiu, every time the War King saw Sikong Mo, he had a look as if he wanted to drink blood and eat flesh, but this time, he completely changed his demeanor.


When Ye Jiu and her group arrived, Sikong Mo was just following a step behind War King outside. Nothing unusual could be seen between the two, but at least they did not fight this time, and the atmosphere was somewhat harmonious.


Ye Jiu secretly gave Sikong Mo a look, then glanced at War King, inquiring about what was going on.


Sikong Mo only slightly curled his lips and nodded towards her, indicating that there was no problem.


Ye Jiu still didn’t know what was happening and felt an uncomfortable itch in her heart.


The Princess Consort of the War King was quietly observing this scene, feeling both joy and worry in her heart.


The joy was that Jiujiu’s beloved clearly had feelings for Jiujiu. For a woman to marry a man who cares about her is very important.


The worry, however, was that this War King, aside from other things, had too much power. In the future, if Jiujiu faced any grievances, their Royal Residence might not be able to intervene in the matters of the War Prince Residence. Furthermore, the War King’s fiefdom is Fengyang City; he can’t always stay in the capital city. In the future, it would be difficult for her and her daughter to meet him even once.


In contrast to the Princess Consort of the War King, Mrs. He had a face full of happiness.


Mrs. He knew the War King, so when the Princess Consort of the War King talked about Jiujiu’s beloved, it should be the person beside the War King.


This man, although he looked a bit older, was at most in his twenties. But being older, he knew how to care for others. Moreover, his appearance made this old woman want to match him with her own daughter; his identity as a Prince was suitable for her Xiaojiu.


The Princess Consort of the War King’s concerns were beyond Mrs. He’s comprehension. To her, the War King was the Emperor’s son, a noble among nobles. Even if this person was also a Prince, his status was surely not higher than the War King’s.


Moreover, marrying someone with a high status wasn’t bad; at least there was the position.


People of low status are easy to bully, but likewise, there is no lack of ingrates these days, those who rise with the help of the Yue Family yet turn against them aren’t impossible.


So, whatever person with whatever fate, her Xiaojiu had good fortune. No matter whom she marries, she would only be cherished.


After following the Princess Consort of the War King to greet each other, the War King seemed surprised by the Princess Consort’s presence, so he asked, "Why did the Princess Consort come?"


"I heard the War King was visiting, and I came specifically to see if the Prince needed wine prepared for noon," she said, nodding and smiling at Sikong Mo.


"Such a small matter, leave it to the servants to handle; why trouble yourself with coming personally!"


After the War King finished speaking, he sensed something was off.


Usually, when guests came to the Royal Residence, the Princess Consort never showed up.


Moreover, Sikong Mo’s status is not inferior to his, and according to etiquette, the Princess Consort should perform equal courtesy to Sikong Mo. Yet at the moment, the Princess Consort merely nodded slightly at Sikong Mo, showing no sign of performing any ceremony.


The War King’s good mood instantly disappeared. He turned to look at Sikong Mo with an interrogative gaze, wondering if this boy had used some trick on the Princess Consort.