Chapter 208: If You Keep Talking, I Won’t Be Merciful

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However, she did not seem to hear him. She only cared about eating her own food and even gave Huangfu Lingyao food from time to time. It was as if he did not exist in her eyes at all.

He could not help but feel depressed, and he spoke casually, “Other than Cousin Qing who often enters the palace, I haven’t come into contact with the others. Isn’t there a peony banquet in early April? They were all invited, so they would definitely come. When the time came, they would just have to get to know each other better.”

Qu Yingrong also agreed with his thoughts. “That’s true. The Mid-Autumn Festival is still far away. There’s no hurry.”

Liu Shimei listened silently. On the surface, he did not pay attention, but in reality, he had heard their conversation.

In the end, although the four candidates for the Crown Prince consort had their own advantages, they were not the most suitable.

To put it nicely, Liu Shimei was born into a scholarly family, but to put it bluntly, she was a tool cultivated by pedantic scholars for marriage! How could she not be suitable she it was custom-made and carved according to that position?

It was not that the others were inferior, but the Crown Prince would be the ruler of a country in the future, and the Crown Princess would be the master of the harem. The master of the harem was not decided by a beauty pageant.

This candidate had to know the big picture, understand the ways of the world, and know how to advance and retreat.

For example, Yu Wanqing was not someone who understood the big picture. She was too affected by her emotions and could not achieve anything. She was jealous by nature and did not have the demeanor of a woman. And that Liu Yan’er was not even in the mainstream. If it was not for the fact that he had to give face to Grand Chancellor Liu Fuyun, he would never have chosen her!

There were still two left…

It seemed that at the peony banquet, it really depended on which flower could outshine the peony!

After having finished their dinner in Yongle Palace, Qu Yingrong asked the Crown Prince to stay back to talk. Liu Shimei naturally tactfully pulled Huangfu Lingyao away.

On the way, Huangfu Lingyao wanted to talk to her a few times, but she stopped him with her eyes. He obediently kept quiet.

When they returned to the Ruyi Palace and there was no one else in the hall, Huangfu Lingyao said, “Wife, Brother Crown Prince kept looking at you during dinner!”

Liu Shimei looked at him and knew that this puppy’s temper was about to flare up again!

She did not want to keep revolving around this nonsensical question forever, so she gave him a cold and stern look and said, “Then did 1 look at him?”

Suddenly, he became stern and the silly puppy was stunned. He shook his head honestly, “No! My wife has been caring about my meals!”

He suddenly realized that there was no need to be jealous! He smiled again. “Wife is the best!”

“Isn’t that right?” Liu Shimei walked to the table and sat down.

Huangfu Lingyao sat next to her. Seeing her lower her head to tidy up the loose bandages on her hands, he glanced at her and said, “What if Brother Crown Prince insists on snatching you from me and 1 can’t beat him?”

“Huangfu Lingyao.” Liu Shimei suddenly called him by his full name.

He was stunned.

She still did not raise her head and focused on arranging the bandages. As she did so, she said, “Instead of worrying about this kind of thing, why don’t you treat me better, even better? Even if others beg me for an entire day, I can’t bear to leave you.”

Although her actions were casual, it gave off a strong pressure, as if she was saying: If you keep nagging, I won’t be polite!

And her excuse…

Huangfu Lingyao’s heart skipped a beat. He asked tentatively, “Will you be reluctant to leave me?”

After interacting with Liu Shimei for a long time, he was very clear about Liu Shimei’s temper. She was hot-tempered and treated him like a silly son, which was why she treated him so well.

But if she knew that he was not a ‘silly son’, would she still treat him well? Could she accept it? Would she be angry?