Tyrant's Consort Too Arrogant

Even after her lover had made the request, He Lanxue was still unhurriedly shaking the wine cup in her hand, muttering to herself in a deep voice.

Her lover did not rush her and patiently waited for He Lan Xue's answer. His gaze then shifted to the gradually dying sunset.

She had always been able to find things to keep herself from getting bored, things that others didn't know of. For example, watching the setting sun change was a miraculous thing.

He Lan Xue had been trying for a long time, but the only thing she couldn't do was provoke her.

The calmness and ease on her face, even her absent-mindedness, made He Lan Xue angry again.

"Alright, since my beloved concubine is inviting me, what's the harm in This King going?" He Lan Xue accepted the order and raised her hand to stop the girls behind her. She then looked at Pei Ruochen and said, "Ruochen, accompany me … "Taste the tea."

Pei Ruochen was in the midst of interrupting and rejecting Pei Zi Yun, but she had long jumped up in joy. With a smile like a spring peach blossom, she said happily, "Alright, let's go now. Eleven must be getting impatient."

With that, she walked slowly back and forth.

— After a day out, she began to miss her own quiet courtyard.

Pei Ruochen had no choice but to follow He Lan Xue. The three concubines had already been sent away by He Lan Xue. Before she left, she glared at her with hatred. However, she did not notice it.

Before she reached the entrance of the courtyard, she was already shouting "Eleven" and "Eleven" at the top of her lungs.

Uncle Zhong and Aunt Eleven hurriedly ran out from the inner room. When they saw that their princess had been out for the whole afternoon, they didn't expect her to actually bring the prince over. Seeing this, Uncle Zhong and Aunt Eleven were overjoyed.

When Eleven came out again, Pei Ruochen heard her lover mumbling, "Yang Erchu."

Pei Ruochen turned her head to the side and looked at her with a puzzled expression. However, she only saw her butterfly-like eyelashes slightly winking, as if she was blinking from the bottom of her heart.

"Eleven, hurry and serve the tea!" When the guest was seated, the servant shouted without stopping.

He Lan Xue and Pei Ruochen were sitting on opposite ends of the table, looking at their lover's tiny body sitting upright on the head seat, pretending to shout, and laughing at the same time.

However, Pei Ruochen's smile disappeared very quickly as she knew that something was wrong. She glanced at He Lan Xue with the corner of her eye. He Lan Xue had just stopped smiling as the annoyance on her face became more and more serious.

After a few more shouts from his lover, Eleventh finally brought some tea and casually walked over.

He Lan Xue took a look: the girl sitting in the front seat had unkempt hair on her temples and had no face. She was still wearing only a set of short red bedding, while the eleven who came in with the tea was bright and beautiful, well-dressed, with a bun and pearl hairpin on her head that made her look expensive and pleasant.

If he hadn't seen her looks before, he wouldn't have been able to tell which one was the owner.

However, such a significant difference did not appear to be noticed by the other party. She remained calm and unperturbed as she sat in her seat with a heartless smile on her face.

He walked gracefully towards Pei Ruochen, bent down, poured tea, smiled, and retreated.

Eleven walked gracefully to He Lan Xue. He bent over, smiled, and poured some tea …

Her lover's eyes widened as she prepared her speech.

Sure enough, with a "pa" sound, the tea cup fell to the ground and broke into pieces. Hot water splashed onto He Lan Xue's body and also fell on Eleven's hands.

Eleven looked at He Lan Xue with a face full of pain and trepidation.

His wife then slammed the table and stood up, the court roared: "Eleven! "Come here!"