The Tempestuous Consort - Wilfully Pampered by the Beastly Highness - Chapter 750

Chapter 750: Getting Married Is a Major Event in Life, How Can It Be Child’s Play?

Hearing this made Xi Jin feel even more ashamed. He raised his head to look at Shen Yunya, who was pressing her lips together and forcing herself to smile. He said, “I am just teasing you. Don’t take it seriously. Getting married is a major event in one’s life. How can it be child’s play?”

Ya’er did not care if she was standing in front of the onslaught. But she wondered, as a man, how could he allow a woman to stand and face the wind and waves, bearing such a crime on his behalf?

Shen Yunya relaxed her mouth and gently gave a sound of acquiescence. Then a tear immediately rolled down and fell straight onto Xi Jin’s shoulders.

Xi Jin looked at the mark left by the drop of water on his shoulder. He was somewhat in a daze. It was a long time before he said, “Ya’er, I want to sit here by myself.”

“Well, I’ll go back and embroider the wedding dress.” Shen Yunya complied. She glanced at him and then left. She did not stay too long.

Xi Jin got up and looked at the closed door. He pushed it open to enter. It was where Dai’er lived while alive. He went in to take a look. Perhaps he could discover something. Even if he could not, it would still be nice to reminisce.

Shen Yunya’s figure slowly appeared again. A pair of upturned eyes slightly narrowed as she watched Xi Jin enter and then closed the door before she left again to return to the courtyard.

Once she returned to the courtyard, Shen Yunya called for her trusted aide and said with a dark and cold face, “Go and find out where the prince has gone today and who he has seen.”

Something was not quite right with Big Brother Jin today. He actually wanted to postpone the wedding. If she had not made concessions in order to gain an advantage, perhaps the wedding would really be delayed. It could also possibly be called off in the end.

She wanted to see who was the one trying to sway Big Brother Jin. Once she found out, she must rip out the person’s tongue and then fry it to feed him. Then she would see if the person would dare to talk nonsense again.

Four hours later, her trusted aide came back to report, “The prince had been busy in the East Palace when he heard that the Demon King went to look for Princess Zhaoyang, so he followed as well. I heard that when he left Zhaoyang Palace, he was somewhat in a daze.”

“The Demon King and Xi Lin?” Shen Yunya frowned and continued to ask, “But what else?”

“I heard that when the princess met the Demon King, she still looked fine. But after the meeting, her whole demeanor appeared as if she was troubled. Her face was pale like she had suddenly taken ill,” the aide reported.

“Did the Demon King bring anybody else?” Shen Yunya became suspicious.

“According to the palace maid, there was no one else. The princess also dismissed everyone, so no one knew what they talked about or what the prince and the princess discussed.”

Shen Yunya made a soft sound and said, “Okay. Pay more attention to Princess Zhaoyang in the future. Also, after the wedding, find an opportunity to burn down the Purple Cloud Residence.”

She would absolutely not allow anything of Shen Qingdai’s to wander in front of Big Brother Jin.

Her trusted aide answered. When he was about to retreat, Shen Yunya stopped him and said, “Put tabs on the prince these next few days. Keep track of where he goes and who he sees. Everything must be reported.”

Nothing must go wrong by any means, not when she was about to marry Big Brother Jin.

The reactions of Zhaoyang and the prince today were not right. She would thoroughly investigate. If she found out who was spoiling things, she would definitely make life hell for that person.

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Si Mobai brought Feng Tianlan back to Bailan Alliance. ‘Si Feng Pavilion’ was written on it, and the courtyard was full of white orchids. The light floral fragrance drifted with the breeze.

“Si Feng Pavilion?” Feng Tianlan looked at these things and glanced at Si Mobai in confusion.

“Yours and my last name.” Si Mobai hugged her waist close and asked, “What do you think? Do you like it?”

Feng Tianlan smiled and nodded, looking at the tender and beautiful white orchids fully blooming in the courtyard. “Do you like white orchids?”