Not only Mrs. Ning, but everyone who saw Xiao Chengyou clearly couldn't help but be startled.

The man is dressed in black clothes, with luxurious gilt piping embroidery covering it, and the delicate and atmospheric cloud patterns seem to be surging with the wind.

He has a handsome and dignified temperament, and his aura is like a character from a storybook. However, his handsome nose and thin lips reveal a sharp look like a sculpture. The cold eyes under his sword-shaped eyebrows Shen's black eyes seemed to contain the biting wind and snow, and they were so fierce that just a casual glance made people fearful.

Fu Cheng, who had nothing to do with himself, was the first to recognize the token on Xiao Chengyou's waist. He was just a little surprised and said, "I don't know that His Highness, the Crown Prince, came to the humble residence to welcome you from afar!"

He pretended to be affectionate and walked towards Xiao Chengyou. From the corner of his eye, he glared at the astonished attendant who could not open his mouth from ear to ear. The sensible servant immediately untied Mrs. Zheng, as if the vicious scene just now was just a blur in a dream.

Fu Cheng's face was filled with a smile, but in his heart he scolded Mrs. Ning countless times.

At first, when Fu Ling said that His Royal Highness was just delaying, he did not doubt it and was ready to wait at the door of the mansion. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Ning made her angry and tore her face apart. Now she is afraid that it will be difficult for her to step down. I don’t know how much the Crown Prince listened to the conversation just now. How will the Fu family deal with themselves in front of the General's Mansion in the future?

After all, Mrs. Ning had some knowledge. She didn't care about falling to the ground and quickly stood up to follow Fu Cheng's pace.

However, Xiao Chengyou barely even glanced at the two of them, and went straight to Fu Ling, who was stunned next to Zheng. Fu Ling also turned around from the panic and looked at him steadily.

She was dressed extraordinarily flamboyantly today. She wore an orange-red pleated skirt with scattered flowers and water mist. The golden belt highlighted her slender figure. The gorgeous skirt was stained with a little dust and spread to the ground, like a brilliant flower. The begonia flowers are in full bloom, and the tip of the nose is slightly red, adding a bit of softness to the slightly embarrassed posture.

Xiao Chengyou stood one step away from her, as if separated by an invisible curtain, their eyes slowly intertwined in mid-air. For a brief moment, they looked at each other, and only endless silence echoed around them.

Fu Ling looked at Xiao Chengyou, a little confused for a moment.

Shouldn't he be comforting Miss Qingmei Jiang who is weak and unable to take care of herself at this moment? Why did he suddenly appear here?

"Are you... okay?" Xiao Chengyou suddenly asked.

"Thank you for your concern, husband. I hope everything is well with you."

Madam Ning's blatant ridicule just now still lingers in the memory, and Fu Ling's voice seems a bit vain.

"Yes." Xiao Chengyou's eyes glanced over her body as if inadvertently. Seeing that Fu Ling was not injured, he felt relieved and nodded, "If nothing happens, Madam, please come home with me."

He called Fu Ling "Mrs." for the first time. Even though it was just a necessary means to protect her from outside, when these two words came out of his mouth, a strange and tiny emotion immediately enveloped him, as if he had already known it well. Called her thousands of times.

Now that things have reached this point, there is no need to stay here anymore. Fu Ling lowered his eyes and responded in a low voice, "Okay."

Mrs. Ning and Fu Huan's faces were as dark as the bottom of a pot, but they knew they were in the wrong and did not dare to say a word. Fu Ling followed Xiao Chengyou's footsteps and walked out, his eyes still lingering on Zheng's face, which was filled with worry from time to time.

As if aware of her thoughts, when Xiao Chengyou passed by Mrs. Ning, his steps suddenly paused.

"Mrs. Ning."

Xiao Chengyou spoke slowly, his flat voice conveying an indescribable sense of coercion, and an invisible pressure suddenly filled his body, "How is my wife's behavior and upbringing? It's not your turn to comment, right?"

Mrs. Ning was startled by this sudden accusation and quickly said with a smile, "...Your Highness is right."

Chen Yuxiao clearly told her that His Royal Highness didn't care about Fu Ling at all. Not only did he not want to sleep with her, he even lost his temper in her room. Why was he so protective of her today?

Mrs. Ning was confused and displeased, but when she saw Xiao Chengyou picking up the gleaming dagger on the ground, she could only suppress her thoughts in her heart, suppressing her face until she turned red, and secretly cast a resentful look at Mrs. Zheng.

Isn't it just that the little bitch was born with good luck and climbed to the high branches of the General's Mansion? The flowers are not red for a hundred days, but Fu Ling can climb up and down. If Zheng is a concubine in the Fu family for one day, she will have all the means to deal with her. .

Fu Ling followed Xiao Chengyou until he got on the carriage, and his tense nerves relaxed slightly.

With Xiao Chengyou's warning to Mrs. Ning, Mrs. Ning probably no longer dared to embarrass her mother openly like she did today.

The general's mansion was always very grand, and the carriage was very spacious and luxurious. It didn't seem crowded at all when the two of them were in the same place, but she still inadvertently moved a little closer to Xiao Chengyou.

Accustomed to a life of being helpless and bullied, the first time someone came to rescue her, it made Fu Ling feel a sense of inadequacy. What's more, her relationship with Xiao Chengyou, except for the marriage contract with no contract, had nothing to do with it. Nothing else.

Xiao Chengyou had been silent since he got on the carriage, and seemed to turn a blind eye to her approach. He just turned his head slightly and looked out the window on the other side. The fierce temperament he had just now had already subsided, leaving only an invisible and repulsive person. Indifference thousands of miles away.

"For what happened today... I would like to thank you, husband." Fu Ling said sincerely.

Xiao Chengyou's expression seemed to relax for a moment, but he quickly turned his eyes away, "It's just a little effort."

Before coming to Beijing, he didn't know that there was a newlywed wife in the general's mansion, and he didn't know much about Fu Ling. He only occasionally heard his subordinates talk about her being of low origin and not worthy of the position of the imperial concubine.

He was noncommittal. Fu Ling must be something special if she could be appreciated by the old lady and Shen Zhao. Moreover, no matter how low her status was, the General's Mansion's power in Beijing could still cover her.

But he was wrong.

When he came today, everyone's attention was on Fu Ling and his daughter, and he was able to take in the whole farce.

Xiao Chengyou never expected that Fu Ling, who looked like a hothouse flower, would endure such inhuman humiliation——

He couldn't face Mrs. Ning's statement that "the prince hates you extremely".

Fu Ling, who originally became the crown prince's concubine, should have gotten rid of these abuses long ago, but because of his cold treatment of her, she returned to a painful situation of isolation and helplessness.

It's not her fault.

The car was blown by the breeze, and the looming sunlight poured on Xiao Chengyou's angular profile, like a solemn god, with no emotion in his dark eyes.

Seeing the silence in the carriage, Fu Ling didn't want to give up the good opportunity to be alone at the right time and place. He thought about how to talk to Xiao Chengyou. After thinking for a long time, he asked, "Miss Jiang's health... is she feeling better?"

Fu Ling looked at Xiao Chengyou with a worried look on her face without thinking, as if she was always concerned about Miss Jiang's safety.