Princess Consort Is No Pushover

Great, the God of Plague is finally leaving.

Yun Ruoyue's face instantly burst into a smile, she was extremely happy.

Seeing how happy she was because of him leaving, Chu Xuanchen felt even more angry in his heart.

He flicked his sleeves coldly, turned around and left.

"My lord, wait." At this moment, Feng'er hurriedly took out an umbrella and handed it to Chu Xuanchen, "It's raining heavily outside, my lord, please take an umbrella."

Chu Xuanchen took the umbrella coldly, glared at Yun Ruoyue again, stepped on the accumulated water on the ground, and walked towards the Xingchen Pavilion next door.

At this time, Dan'er was already braving the rain, crying and rushing over, "My lord, please spare Mrs. Rou, she is weak and can't bear this kind of rain."

Chu Xuanchen walked coldly with a blue oilcloth umbrella, when he heard Dan'er's words, his heart felt as if a ball of cotton was clogged, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"My lord, Madam really didn't frame the concubine, everything was done by Tweety, Madam was wronged. The lord doesn't look at these, just because Madam saved your life at that time, please forgive her too. She is so pitiful." After finishing speaking, Dan'er knelt down in the rain with a plop.

The heavy rain hit her face, she was drenched, and she was in a mess.

Yun Ruoyue also saw this scene.

She didn't expect that Dan'er was quite loyal to Nangong Rou.

Nangong Rou really had some tricks to train the maidservants to be very loyal, and the maidservants were sold by her, and she happily counted the money for her.

After hearing Dan'er's words, Chu Xuanchen had a complex look in his eyes.

Holding an umbrella, he walked towards Xingchen Pavilion coldly.

As soon as he stepped through the round crescent arch, he saw Nangong Rou folded his arms, kneeling in the rain shivering.

Her body was shaky and trembling, as if she was about to fall down at any moment.

In his mind, that snowy night suddenly floated up.

He walked in front of Nangongrou coldly, his eyes were complicated and cold.

At this time, Nangong Rou's body was shivering from the cold, and the big raindrops hit her body, she was soaked, and her face was covered with splashing rain.

She hugged her body uncomfortable and closed her eyes to prevent the rain from entering her eyes.

Just when she thought she was going to be showered all the time.

Suddenly, the rain stopped.

She opened her eyes in surprise, wiped the tears off her face with her hands, only to realize that Chu Xuanchen was standing in front of her.

He held up an umbrella in his hand to block the rain for her.

At this time, Chu Xuanchen's appearance was calm, indifferent, noble, and handsome.

He is like a banished immortal from heaven and earth, carrying the scenery of the world into the moonlight, his eyes are lightly closed, his beauty is astonishing.

"My lord, you are here." Nangongrou smiled sadly, feeling a glimmer of life.

Chu Xuanchen glanced at her lightly, "Get up."

"My lord, did you forgive me?" Nangong Rou stood up with joy, but suddenly, her eyes darkened, her body swayed, and she fell down.

"Rou'er!" Chu Xuanchen immediately threw away the umbrella in his hand, strode over, and hugged Nangong Rou.

Seeing this, Mo Li next to him hurried forward to hold up the umbrella and hit the umbrella on the heads of the prince and his wife.

"My lord, my wife has fainted, she will definitely catch a cold, should I ask my concubine to take a look for her?" Dan'er walked over anxiously and said.

Yun Ruoyue stood on the steps not far away, and naturally saw this scene.

She saw Chu Xuanchen hugging Nangongrou into his arms, and heard Dan'er's words.

She said in a deep voice, "Sorry, I don't know how to treat wind and cold."