“A-Jing, getting jealous of a child is very childish.” Su Xi-er teased mischievously.


Pei Qianhao immediately grabbed hold of her chair, lowering his head and capturing her lips with overflowing emotions.


Wu Ling was very perceptive, choosing to face another direction.


However, this scene was still chanced upon by Du Ling, who had a brief mental struggle over whether to stay or leave. Finally, he decided to walk over openly, even giving an overt cough as he did so.


Su Xi-er blushed and pushed Pei Qianhao away.


“Western Region King, see no evil.” Pei Qianhao said calmly.


Du Ling also felt bad about disrupting their intimate moment, but couldn’t help but defend himself. “Prince Hao, this courtyard is a public space. Please return inside if you wish to be affectionate with each other.”


Pei Qianhao chuckled coldly. “Western Region King, you better have something urgent to report.”


Disrupting this Prince and Xi-er’s intimate moment is touching my bottom line.


Su Xi-er voiced out softly, “Elder Brother, don’t pay attention to him. He’s just being jealous of a child.”


Du Ling smirked teasingly. 


Pei Qianhao couldn’t help but be at a loss. “Xi-er, you are my princess consort.” He showed no qualms with his possessiveness and jealousy.


Su Xi-er squeezed his hand. “A-Jing, I have to let you know that your current behaviour is very childish.”


Du Ling’s eyes rolled at their relentless displays of affection.


“Alright, that’s enough. This King has something to discuss with you both. You can continue after we’re done.”


Su Xi-er and Pei Qianhao smiled at each other before turning to look at him.


“I believe you both already know about the matter of the refugees swarming in? But from what my anshao has discovered from tailing them, there are people instigating chaos within the group of refugees.” Du Ling shared what he knew.


Su Xi-er’s eyes glittered with astuteness. “To be frank, Elder Brother, A-Jing and I were also discussing this matter just now.”


“This chessboard has reached a critical point, and I’m afraid that the mastermind wants to take advantage of this opportunity.” Pei Qianhao’s eyes shone, as if he had seen through everything.


Du Ling scoffed. “Should we tell Hua Zirong about this matter, so that he can be mentally prepared?”


“Elder Brother, the most important thing right now is the Disaster Relief Banquet. Otherwise, the issue with the refugees won’t be resolved, and Xiliu’s situation exacerbate.” Su Xi-er reminded with a smile.


Pei Qianhao’s eyes glimmered coldly. “Let’s continue with the discussion after the banquet.”


Du Ling nodded. “Got it, I will return to my room then. See you at the banquet.”


Du Ling then tactfully left to give them some space.


“A-Jing, it’s all your fault that Elder Brother teased us again.” Su Xi-er jested coquettishly, prompting Pei Qianhao to embrace her tightly.


A gentle smile spread across Su Xi-er’s mouth. “A-Jing, let’s visit Lianchen after all the matters in Xiliu are over.”


“Xi-er, at that time, your stomach would have also gotten bigger, and you wouldn’t be fit to travel.” Pei Qianhao reminded.


Su Xi-er smiled. “You’re right, I’ll be running away with a big stomach[1] then.”


Finding her adorable, Pei Qianhao softly kissed her cheek, warming her heart.


Two figures in the city tower of Liujing happened to have witnessed the whole exchange.


“Looks like Liujing’s civilians are also starting to get anxious.” The cloaked man smirked.


“Natural disasters can cause man-made disasters. The more chaotic Liujing gets, the more it will aid with our plans.” The other person smiled, his gaze glinting with coldness.

1. This may or may not be referring to an internet slang that translates directly to ‘running with a ball’ where the female runs away while pregnant with a big tummy.

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Translator: Rakumon

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