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Chapter 177 Are Women Fickle?
Chapter 177 Are Women Fickle?

Wu Di left angrily because Ying Hong didn't trust him.

He had a secret to hide Ying Hong, but to him, he was hiding it in good faith.

"Brother-in-law. You...why did you come back angrily?"

Seeing Wu Di pushing the door and coming in alone, Yingming went up to ask Wu Di.

"Ming'er, are women fickle?"

Wu Di's question was a bit out of line for Ying Ming, after all, Ying Ming was only a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, how could he understand such things.

Ying Ming scratched his head and looked at Wu Di embarrassedly.

"Brother-in-law, when you ask this, are you saying that my sister is fickle? I think you may have said the wrong thing or misjudged the wrong person."

Of course Ying Ming was protecting Ying Hong in his heart, so he still stated his position.

When Ying Hong came in, she had already tidied up her appearance, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, just now she looked like she was still in tears, but now there was a smile in the corners of her eyes, as if she wasn't the one who made her eyes red from crying just now.

Wu Di looked at Yinghong calmly, he found that Yinghong's face changed quite quickly, and he was a little at a loss when he saw that Yinghong seemed to be innocent.

"Tomorrow, are you ready to eat? It's late, and we are in a hurry to go to the morning market now."

Ying Hong stepped forward to step over Wu Di and took Ying Ming's hand. She ignored Wu Di and walked out directly leading Ying Ming.

Yinghong overturned Wu Duan's impression of women, Yinghong's multifaceted nature surprised him.

"Brother-in-law, what are you still doing here, my sister told you to get into the carriage."

Because of the dispute just now, Wu Di sat at the door of the carriage with a guilty conscience, he was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to put his hands and feet.

"Minger, you and your brother-in-law change seats."

After speaking, Ying Ming consciously walked to the door of the carriage and changed seats with Wu Di.

Seeing that in the small space, Wu Di could only sit next to Yinghong. He hesitated, beating a small drum in his heart.

"Your Majesty, are you afraid that the concubine will put a hidden weapon on the chair?"

Ying Hong squinted at Wu Di, and deliberately said harsh words.

"Hidden weapon? Hong'er is reluctant to part with it."

Wu Di felt that the atmosphere was too awkward. The previous intimacy between him and Ying Hong seemed to be gone, replaced by tit-for-tat confrontation between him and Ying Hong.

"Sit as you like, stand as you like!"

After saying that, Yinghong turned sideways, lifted up the curtain of the carriage, and looked out of the carriage.

Wu Di groaned secretly in his heart, and he didn't know where the problem was.

He wanted to reach out several times but touched Yinghong, and was patted back by Yinghong.

"If we can't be honest with each other, then we have to wear a mask to live. Your Majesty, do you think so?"

Ying Hong's words were undoubtedly a torment for Wu Di, and even a provocation!

It would be a lie to say that he has no feelings for Yinghong.

Until now, Wu Di still remembered the scene of Ying Hong, who was disguised as a man, holding him in front of him and riding a horse on the way back to the imperial city from Daozhai.

To put it more closely, they only spent a whole night together last night, how could the affectionate two become like strangers in just a short while.

"you……"

"I……"

Because the atmosphere was too oppressive, Ying Hong had actually been looking for an opportunity to subdue Wu Di ever since she got into the carriage, while Wu Di thought that there would always be someone who would speak first to break the deadlock.

"You...you talk first." This was Wu Di's voice.

"You should talk first!" It was Ying Hong's voice.

Wu Di and Ying Hong looked at each other for a long time, but Wu Di took the initiative to pull Ying Hong into his arms.

Wu Di kissed her tasseled pink lips, kissed her eyebrows, and whispered softly in her ear.

"Hong'er, I'm sorry, I...I will never abandon you again."

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