As she was about to get angry, she heard his lazy words: "Your eyebrows are too thick, and your beard is all bristly. Anyone with eyes can see what's going on!"
After speaking, without any gentleness, he directly tugged off the remaining beard on Su Ya's face, tearing off her beauty. The pain made Su Ya want to curse!
At this point, the truth was revealed!
Fan Zehao's hand was still draped over the shoulder of the man dressed as a male, and he squeezed it hard. His gaze shifted from cold to burning. Staring at the person pretending to be mute, he asked coldly, "Brother, shall we have a chat?"
Pretending not to know him, pretending to be mute, and daring to divorce him – you'll regret it soon!
Without further ado, he grabbed her arm and roared at Su Ya, "Lead the way!"
Su Ya almost stumbled to the ground. Gao Wenbin crossed his arms, watching the three of them go upstairs. He clicked his tongue and called out to the stunned shopkeeper, "Stop staring, hurry and prepare something to eat. I'm hungry!"
The shopkeeper pointed to the person going upstairs and whispered, "Your friend, doesn't he have a penchant for men? I see that man is very slender. Don't cause any trouble in my inn!"
Gao Wenbin's eyebrows furrowed. This shopkeeper was not old but his eyesight was poor. Which eye of his saw the prince having such a preference!
He was too lazy to explain, waving at him, "Don't worry, that person is the apple of his eye. Even if he were to die, he wouldn't harm that... slender person one bit!"
The shopkeeper was relieved, but shook his head regretfully.
Such a virile man, and he was into that sort of thing. The world is truly strange, with all sorts of people!
Before the food could be served to Gao Wenbin, Su Ya came scrambling down the stairs, sitting beside Gao Wenbin with a mournful expression, sighing.
"My lord is too scary, his face was so pale, almost like a zombie!"
Gao Wenbin raised an eyebrow and chuckled, asking, "You've seen zombies before? Then you're quite remarkable, still being alive!"
Su Ya glared at him. She was just making an analogy. To be mocked by him! If he hadn't exposed her, she wouldn't have been so scared she almost peed her pants!
"Can't you shut your mouth even when you're eating!" Su Ya bristled her neck and sent him a pair of eye-rolls. "How did you find us?"
Gulp, gulp! Slurp, slurp!
The person eating didn't spare her a glance, merely sending her a "guess yourself" look. This infuriated Su Ya, and she got up to leave, not forgetting to retort, "Who cares to know anyway!"
He was escorted to the Heavenly Suite.
Missing the people he'd thought of along the way, worrying about them all the way, and now finally seeing them, his heart was instantly filled!
Fan Zehao thoroughly examined her body. Where there should be flesh, there was flesh; where it should be thin, she had lost weight. Her touch felt good!
In the middle of winter, he was sweating with excitement. He asked the person below him, who was hiding in the quilt with only two tear-stained eyes peeking out, in a deep, hoarse, lazy voice, "Who am I?"
"Brother!" Zhao Jiaqi tremblingly uttered the difficult words, "Brother!"
Brother. That was what he had said to her downstairs. She was answering truthfully!
Fan Zehao chuckled, his eyes filled with amusement, "Brother, huh? Then I'll let you experience how brothers care for each other!"
The bed boards creaked rhythmically. Su Ya, in the adjacent room, was tormented by the bizarre sounds, feeling like a zombie!
As dawn approached, the whimpers, angry cries, the collision of bed boards, and hoarse voices finally subsided.
Only then could Su Ya finally get some sleep. Her head had barely touched the pillow when she heard her lord's voice calling from outside!
"Get down there and bring me hot water. And tell the waiter to prepare a meal."
At this, Su Ya lost all her sleepiness. She practically flew down the stairs, completing all of her King of Hell's tasks in the fastest possible time!
Not only that, she even brewed him a pot of tea, but this tea was not for him, but for the Princess. After whimpering all night, her throat must be parched!
Seeing Su Ya, who was handling things with some efficiency, his anger subsided by half. He took the items and slammed the door shut with a thud, not saying a word. Only then did the ravenous look in his eyes soften slightly.
When Gao Wenbin woke up after dawn, he went out on business. By the afternoon, when he returned, Zhao Jiaqi and Fan Zehao had just finished washing up and came down to find something to eat!
Fan Zehao served food to the woman beside him and asked, "Are you done with your business?"
Gao Wenbin was also hungry. He stepped onto a stool, made himself at home, and replied, "It's done. The imperial procession will arrive the day after tomorrow, so we can rest here for another day!"
Listening to their conversation, Zhao Jiaqi was utterly confused. "What imperial procession? Whose imperial procession? Is Xiao Ba coming?"
This was impossible. It would take at least eight days to reach the capital of Zongsheng Kingdom. Even if Xiao Ba had received the news in advance and gathered the most people, how could the imperial procession come!
Fan Zehao lifted an eyelid and snorted, "Of course, it's your and my imperial procession. You've gone through so much trouble; how could I possibly abandon you!"
Suddenly, a knot in Zhao Jiaqi's heart untangled.
Last night, he had tormented her non-stop, yet he hadn't mentioned the letters or the divorce agreement. Now, hearing his words, Zhao Jiaqi understood what he meant!
Her face, which had been cold for a while, subtly turned upwards at the corners of her eyes. Her lips curved upwards, a smile gracing her face. Her rosy cheeks made her look like a happy little woman!
"That's more like it. I forgive you!"
Fan Zehao snorted coldly. Who forgave whom?
But as long as his wife was happy and willing to talk to him, he supposed it counted as being forgiven. He wasn't losing anything. He'd try to get some "meat" tonight as compensation for her worries all these days!
After a simple meal, Fan Zehao helped his wife, who had some difficulty walking, out to stroll. He claimed that her legs needed more exercise, otherwise, they would be weak after a little work, which wouldn't do!
They were supposedly going shopping, but they didn't visit shops selling rouge and powder, nor did they go to any snack stalls. Even when they passed a shop selling seeds, he quickly walked by.
Finally, he led her to a tailor's shop and personally began selecting fine clothes for her!
"This one won't do, the fabric is too inferior!"
The shopkeeper saw that he was a big customer and immediately brought out mid-to-high quality fine clothes, laying them out neatly one by one!
"This one won't do, it's not soft enough."
The shopkeeper waved his hand, and the shop assistant replaced them with a batch of tribute satin and silk!
"This one is average, not vibrant enough!"
Change!
"The color is acceptable, the style is a bit old-fashioned!"
Change!
"The color is passable, the style is alright, but it's not top-quality!"
The shopkeeper was about to bring out his most prized possessions, yet he was still being so picky. One must know that the items he was showing were selling very well in their shop!