5321

Chapter 5321: Gathering

He leaned closer to old Prince Jianping, speaking in a mysterious tone, "Father, I have a feeling a disastrous star might descend upon us soon. It's better for us to be prudent and hide at home."

Disastrous star?

A stoic, expressionless little face flashed before old Prince Jianping's eyes, and he couldn't help but shiver all over. His son's words should still be credible. It was better to believe it than not. Since his son said so, it would be best for them to lay low for a while. After all, if they were consistently unlucky, they'd gain some experience in it.

Thinking that he might soon be unlucky, and the probability was likely quite high, hiding would probably help them avoid a lot of trouble.

From that moment on, old Prince Jianping and his son closed their doors to visitors, hunkering down at home. The next day, when the Great Emperor received the news, he looked utterly bewildered, laughing and scolding, "What are those two father-and-son up to again? Why are they closing their doors and turning away guests for no reason?"

But these were matters for later.

At this moment, the little Crown Princess and the Crown Prince were still complaining about old Prince Jianping as they headed to a teahouse called Yongsheng on Changle Street.

Third Young Master Fu and Princess Wushuang were already waiting in the private room. Seeing the Crown Prince and his wife disembark from their carriage, Princess Wushuang leaned out the window, happily waving at them. "Over here, over here, hurry up!"

The two ascended to the teahouse, where Third Young Master Fu personally opened the door to welcome them in. Princess Wushuang bounced forward, linking her arm through Qiao Mu's and laughing, "Aiya, you two are so slow! We've been waiting for you forever."

The little stoic said expressionlessly, "We ran into an annoying person on the way and were delayed a bit."

The Crown Prince followed behind his wife, casting a wronged glance at Wushuang, who was clinging to his wife's arm. He placed several large bags of pastries on the table.

Third Young Master Fu chuckled inwardly, then cleared his throat, closed the door, and walked forward. "Shuang Shuang, quickly give the Crown Princess back to the Crown Prince."

Wushuang turned to glance at Mo Lian, pouted, and continued to hold onto Qiao Mu. "Big Brother, don't be so petty. I'm just holding onto my sister-in-law for a little while, half a day at most. You get to be by my sister-in-law's side day and night."

Seeing her lack of sensibility, the Crown Prince glared at her in annoyance.

"How is it? Have you bought almost everything you needed to buy?" the little stoic asked with a curious expression. "I heard that the day you received your wedding date, you beat Third Young Master Fu up. Why?"

"It's all his fault!" Princess Wushuang was furious whenever this topic came up. "He bribed the Imperial Astronomy Bureau to set the date for next month!"

"Shuang Shuang, I told you I didn't bribe anyone! This was the date chosen by His Majesty and the Empress!" Third Young Master Fu said with a look of grievance. "Besides, after the New Year, there are only two auspicious dates. If we don't get married next month, we'll have to wait until around July or August later in the year."

Princess Wushuang remained expressionless. "July or August isn't too late."

"It's late, of course it's late!" Third Young Master Fu quickly sat beside his wife and held her small hand. "I'm in a hurry!"

"Who's in a hurry??" Princess Wushuang's face flushed with embarrassment, but she maintained her usual dignified expression. "I'm not in a hurry, not at all."

"Right, right, your husband is in a hurry, extremely in a hurry. And your father, your father is actually in a hurry too, extremely anxious."

Princess Wushuang reached out and gave his arm a sharp twist, letting out a roar like a lioness from Hedong. "What did you say??"

Third Young Master Fu immediately wilted.