Gu Ruobai's smile remained on his lips. "If you're not jealous, why are you scowling like that?"
Su Mingyu's face darkened at his words. She let go of Gu Ruobai's chin and said with a gloomy expression, "By the way, did you recall Mei Qing?"
Right after she asked this question, before Gu Ruobai could answer, Mu Yi spoke first. "Reporting to the princess consort, it was I who recalled Mei Qing."
Su Mingyu glanced at Gu Ruobai. His eyes were as gentle as water. She raised an eyebrow and gave Mu Yi a half - smiling look but said nothing.
Gu Ruobai waved his hand. "Mu Yi, you may leave first. Mingyu and I have something to talk about."
Watching Mu Yi's departing back, Gu Ruobai pulled Su Mingyu to sit opposite him. "Mu Yi probably just wanted Mei Qing to return to her original position as the group leader."
"I understand, but Mu Yi's self - assertion is not a good sign." Su Mingyu wasn't distrusting Mu Yi, but what Mu Yi did now, put nicely, was for Gu Ruobai's sake, but put bluntly, it was overstepping.
"I'll handle my own people as I see fit." Gu Ruobai narrowed his eyes. His dark eyes showed no emotion.
Seeing this, Su Mingyu pursed her lips. "Forget I said anything."
"Are you angry?" Gu Ruobai noticed something amiss in Su Mingyu's words. He raised an eyebrow and looked at her. "You don't seem like such a petty person."
"Someone has come to my territory to steal my man. Should I greet her with a smile?" Su Mingyu rolled her eyes and said in a somewhat unfriendly tone.
Seeing her jealous look, Gu Ruobai was unexpectedly in a good mood.
He curved his lips. "She was just invited back by Mu Yi. She may not even know that I'm Mo Wenyuan."
"As an intelligence agent in your secret department, if she still can't figure out that Mo Wenyuan is you after all this time, then she's not worth your painstaking cultivation." Su Mingyu rolled her eyes at Gu Ruobai.
"I met Mei Qing in that small courtyard we often go to. She told me that she bought Mo Wenyuan's mansion."
As Su Mingyu said this, she looked at Gu Ruobai, and the coldness in her eyes was obvious.
"It's just a mansion. Why are you so angry?" Gu Ruobai raised an eyebrow and looked at Su Mingyu with a hint of a smile in his eyes.
Su Mingyu snorted. "First, she wants my man's mansion, and then she'll want my man."
Hearing Su Mingyu keep referring to Gu Ruobai as "my man", Gu Ruobai's mouth couldn't help but curl up. "It's just a mansion. My entire prince's mansion is yours. Why are you getting angry over a mansion?"
"Is it just about a mansion?" Su Mingyu pursed her lips and looked at Gu Ruobai. "Gu Ruobai, I'm warning you. Don't meet her alone, or don't blame my sword for being merciless."
The smile on Gu Ruobai's lips grew wider. "Okay, I know."
Seeing his look, Su Mingyu felt resentful. She simply rolled her eyes and turned away.
Looking obliquely at Su Mingyu's pouting back, Gu Ruobai's lips curled up, and there was a glint of amusement in his eyes.
The news that Wu Yurou and the Prince of Yu were going to get married spread throughout the entire capital city almost overnight.
Some people were envious, while others felt it was unfair for Su Yueyue.
She had been married to the Prince of Yu for less than a year, and yet the Prince of Yu was going to marry the princess grandly without caring that she was pregnant.
If it had been a marriage bestowed by the emperor, it would have been okay. But everyone had seen the Prince of Yu's active performance on the competition stage. It was obvious that he wanted to marry Princess Wu Yurou.
Of course, some people sneered at Su Yueyue. She had made such a big deal when she married the Prince of Yu before, but now it seemed that she could only be a concubine.
Su Mingyu wasn't interested in these things.
At this moment, she was sitting in the main hall of the Prince of Ruixian's mansion, looking at the several large boxes of betrothal gifts sent by the Prince of Yu in a complete daze.
"Prince of Yu, if you're going to marry the princess of the Prince of Ruixian, why do you need to send betrothal gifts to our Prince of Ruixian's mansion?"
These things were hot potatoes. If she accepted them, and if the emperor found out that she dared to claim to be the princess's family, she would be in big trouble.
The Prince of Yu looked at her, half - smiling. "It's just a little reward. Why does the princess consort dare not accept it?"
Su Mingyu couldn't smile at all. "We don't need this."
Su Mingyu raised her hand. "Please take your things back, Prince of Yu. If the princess thinks highly of us and decides to get married from our Prince of Ruixian's mansion, we will definitely prepare the best wedding environment. But we really can't accept your things."
Seeing Su Mingyu's stubbornness, the Prince of Yu could only nod slightly. "In that case, I'll take these things back."
"Then our Prince of Ruixian's mansion will be waiting for good news from the Prince of Yu." Su Mingyu squinted at the Prince of Yu. "The rest of the things should be discussed by you two new people. I'll leave first."
As Su Mingyu was about to get up and leave, Wu Yurou called out to her. "Princess consort."
"What?" Su Mingyu turned around and looked at her. "What does the princess want?"
Wu Yurou smiled generously. "I heard that the princess consort personally arranged Su Yueyue's wedding. I wonder if the princess consort could also help me arrange my wedding?"
Su Mingyu's eyes twitched. After a long while, she shook her head. "The princess thinks too highly of me. My arrangements are far inferior to those of matchmakers and other professionals."
After saying that, Su Mingyu curtsied apologetically. "The princess doesn't need to worry about these things. Our Prince of Ruixian's mansion will definitely not let the princess lose face."
Wu Yurou seemed surprised that Su Mingyu would reject her.
Normally, since she was a princess and had made such a request, as the mistress of the Prince of Ruixian's mansion, Su Mingyu should have agreed, either for the face of the Prince of Ruixian's mansion or for her own.
But this Su Mingyu actually rejected her?
Wasn't she afraid that outsiders would say that she was unkind to her, narrow - minded, and couldn't even tolerate a princess about to get married?
Seeing the surprise in Wu Yurou's eyes, Su Mingyu simply ignored her. "Then I'll leave first."
As soon as she walked out of the main hall, Su Mingyu saw Tang Ziyan. "Mr. Tang, what are you holding?"
"Oh." Tang Ziyan explained. "Miss Zhizhu has been feeling a bit depressed these days, so I thought I'd cook some sweet soup for her to cheer her up a bit."
Su Mingyu glanced at the bird's nest and nodded. "You're really considerate."
Tang Ziyan put down the tray and took out a bowl of bird's nest. "This bowl is for the princess consort."
Su Mingyu nodded gratefully. "Then I won't be polite."
"It's okay. I just cooked one extra serving." Tang Ziyan said as he picked up the tray and was about to leave. But perhaps he didn't watch his step, for he stumbled and was about to fall flat on his face.