The Prince Regent Is Powerful, And My Mommy Is Expecting Again!

Chapter 534 - Chapter 534: She Really Doesn ‘t Have Any Love For Nine



Chapter 534: She Really Doesn ‘t Have Any Love For Nine

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation               Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Amused by Rong Han’s innocent words and expression, Gu Qingxue simply agreed, “Alright, I promise you.”

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She really did not have any love for Nine.

Furthermore, Nine’s actions today had crossed her bottom line. No matter what, she would never choose someone who disrespected her.

Rong Han was relieved and followed Gong Lingyu into the house, satisfied.

When Gu Qingxue met Rong Zhan’s gaze, she realized that she was alone.

In addition, Rong Zhan kept looking at her, making her feel uncomfortable.

She subconsciously wanted to leave. “Your Royal Highness, I still have some matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave first.”

Before Gu Qingxue could leave, Rong Zhan suddenly asked, “Why did you reject MO Yunye today?”

Gu Qingxue turned around and looked at Rong Zhan with an incomprehensible expression. “Your Royal Highness, why are you asking this question?

“I’m curious.” Rong Zhan admitted it openly.

Rong Zhan’s frankness surprised Gu Qingxue.

She stopped in her tracks and looked at Rong Zhan. “I don’t have any love for him, that’s all.”

Hearing Gu Qingxue admit it herself, Rong Zhan’s mood lifted for some reason. He looked at Gu Qingxue and could not help but ask, “Then who do you have feelings for?”

Under the dim light, Rong Zhan’s eyes were so captivating that it was as if he could see through a person’s hidden thoughts.

Gu Qingxue wanted to deny it, but she looked at Rong Zhan and finally smiled.

“The person I love is naturally my dead husband. He’s the man I love the most.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have given birth to his three children.”

After hearing Gu Qingxue’s reply, the smile on Rong Zhan’s face disappeared completely.

Not only that, but the frustration that had dissipated in his heart just now came back again.

That indescribable feeling made Rong Zhan resist.

Gu Qingxue lowered her eyes to hide the true emotions in her eyes. She pretended as if nothing had happened and asked indifferently, “Your Royal Highness, do you have any other questions?

Rong Zhan did not answer Gu Qingxue. Instead, he said coldly, “Lil’ Han will stay in the princess’ residence tonight. Tomorrow, Yu ‘er will send him back.” After Rong Zhan said that, he left quickly without looking back.

Gu Qingxue looked at Rong Zhan’s back until he disappeared into the night. She finally looked away and turned to enter the princess’ residence.

However, before she entered, she heard the whispers of Gong Lingyu and Rong Han from the princess’s Manor.

“It’s over, little aunt. Does this mean that my father has no hope?” Rong Han asked worriedly.

“If the opponent is a living person, then it’s still fine. I’ll always be able to find a way to win, but Sister Gu’s husband has been dead for many years. The weight of a dead person is very difficult to compare with. Sister Gu is also a person who values relationships and righteousness. This time, my cousin is in for a miserable time.” Gong Lingyu had her arms around Rong Han, her back facing the door. They were crouching in a corner behind the door and eavesdropping, completely unaware that Gu Qingxue was walking over with light steps.

“I don’t know what will happen to the prince regent, but the two of you are really in trouble.” Gu Qingxue quietly walked behind the two of them and snorted.

Gong Lingyu was about to run away with Rong Han in her arms, but Gu Qingxue stopped her.

“Sister Gu, don’t be angry. We were just curious. Sister Gu, are you telling the truth? Do you really miss your dead husband?” Gong Lingyu asked Gu Qingxue, still holding on to a slim hope..

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