Chapter 1718 The ruthless mother of the empress (9)

   "Stop talking, let's prepare the meal."

   Seeing his own imperial concubine's expression a little unhappy, Oriole still endured it and went out to prepare a meal.

   Zhao Wanwan was alone in the empty room.

   When she chose to marry into the First Prince's Mansion, wasn't she already mentally prepared?

   Before Yuan Jiateng married the concubine, there were already many people in the backyard, and rumors of his romance were also circulating in the capital.

   Her parents did not agree with her marrying in, because she herself fell in love with Yuan Jiateng and wanted to marry him wholeheartedly.

  Then how everything is now, she deserves it, and she has no reason to complain.

She fell in love with Yuan Jiateng who saved her at first sight, but the latter just teased her as a beauty. There are many beauties he loves. She keeps him in her heart, and she wants to marry into the First Prince's Mansion and look like him. Stick together.

   But when he got married, he found out that Yuan Jiateng didn't remember her at all, and he married her only because of her appearance and family background, nothing else.

   Sadness, loss, yes, she still planned to grasp it at the beginning, looking forward to grasping Yuan Jiateng's heart. But later she found out that everything was her delusion.

   Now, looking at dozens of Yingyingyanyan in the backyard, and looking at so many concubines and concubines, Zhao Wanwan's heart no matter how warm it was at the beginning, it is now cold.

   Now she just wants to teach Haozhaner and Xier.

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   The two children were brought to eat together, and the atmosphere was pleasant.

   On the other side, I don't know how long it took, Yuan Jiateng came out of Qingya Pavilion, his clothes were disheveled, his posture was lazy, and his peach eyes were full of gleaming light.

   I have to say that Yuan Jiateng gave birth to a handsome and romantic face.

   plus his identity.

   This is also the reason why those beauties he likes are willing to go back to his house with him, even for a while.

  Yuan Jiateng sat lazily and prepared to eat.

  Although he was just hanging out with a few beauties, Yuan Jiateng just treated them as playthings, and playthings were not qualified to eat with him.

only…

   "Where's the princess?"

   "His Royal Highness, the imperial concubine is having a meal with the two little princes in her yard."

   Yuan Jiateng raised his eyebrows, this Zhao Wanwan is his wife, Zhan'er and Xi'er are his children, they actually carried their meals behind their backs and didn't come to ask him to come together.

   Yuan Jiateng was a little unhappy.

   The little servant beside him sensed his emotions, remembered something, and said, "The servant saw the oriole next to the empress of the imperial concubine come once before, and then left again."

   Yuan Jiateng frowned: "Why did you come and go?"

  Yuan Jiateng knew that before Zhao Wanwan invited him to dinner, it was this little girl named Oriole.

   The reason why I was so impressed by this little girl named Oriole is because this little girl seems to be somewhat hostile to him.

  Although Yuan Jiateng didn't know where the hostility came from.

   The little servant looked at his Highness with a puzzled look, and his expression was a bit indescribable.

   "What can't you say?"

  The little servant hesitated, and finally said: "When the oriole comes, your Highness, you are in the Court of Love."

  Yuan Jiateng:…

   I don't feel anything, just embarrassed.

   Love Accord is a place he specially built to be happy and happy. This place is known to everyone in the house.

   Generally, he is in the Love Accord, and no one else dares to disturb him.

   I don't know how Oriole will tell Zhao Wanwan when she goes back, that a lady like Zhao Wanwan should be the one who hates herself the most.

   He could notice that Zhao Wanwan was very enthusiastic about him when she first entered the door, but then it gradually faded away.

   Yuan Jiateng didn't care too much.

   (end of this chapter)