"No... no need, Miss Mo is also here. It’s not very convenient. I’ll just sit by myself," said Qin Zhou as he hurriedly boarded the carriage behind.
Then, with a feeling of surprise, Ye Jiu and Laifu both boarded the carriage as well.
Nobody saw the look of undisguised disgust flash across the Princess Consort’s eyes as she watched Qin Zhou flee, but she quickly suppressed it.
Turning, the Princess Consort looked at Mo Ziqiao with a smile that was affable and kind, "Ziqiao dear, your brother Qin Zhou is just easily embarrassed. Don’t mind him, okay?"
"I know," Mo Ziqiao obediently answered.
"Alright, you go on to the carriage first," arranged the Princess Consort. Then, she said to the few youths behind her, "You all get on as well."
After everyone had left, the Princess Consort muttered vexedly while twirling her handkerchief, "What nerve, to actually disdain Ziqiao. If it weren’t for..."
If it weren’t for the fact that he was Zi Yan’s son, if it weren’t for the fact that Ziqiao could only marry him to return to her side, just this kind of person wanting to marry her daughter would be absolutely impossible.
However, looking at the obedient Ziqiao and then at Qin Zhou’s timid and cowardly appearance, and even his looks being just mediocre, truly, they seemed mismatched in every way.
It was she who had wronged the child. Looking towards the carriage where Mo Ziqiao was sitting, a heavy sense of guilt flashed through the Princess Consort’s eyes.
This child was abandoned by her right after birth. Now, she still had to force her to marry such a man. She owed her!
Yet, this marriage had to happen. The Prince had treated her well; she couldn’t let the Royal Residence fall into the hands of others.
Only if Ziqiao and Qin Zhou were married, and the child they had was legitimate, could the bloodline of the Royal Residence remain pure.
Nanny stepped forward to comfort her, "Princess Consort, calm your anger. The Princely Heir is still young. With proper guidance, he will improve."
The Princess Consort suppressed the irritation and scorn in her heart.
A naturally talented person, with proper guidance, can become a talent, but someone inherently dull, no matter how much you teach them, will never become capable.
Otherwise, having had the identity of Crown Prince from a young age and access to abundant resources, he wouldn’t have grown up with such a petty demeanor!
The carriage moved smoothly. Ye Jiu, looking at the still distressed Qin Zhou, felt even more helpless.
"The Princely Heir seems quite afraid of the Princess Consort," Ye Jiu tentatively began.
Fortunately, Qin Zhou was not upset, but instead looked as if he found a confidant, "You might not believe it, but I always feel that I am not my mother’s child, but that Mo Ziqiao is."
Qin Zhou said this very seriously, yet Ye Jiu felt awkward, "The Crown Prince jests, haha..."
You’re not your mother’s child, that’s true, but likewise, neither is that Mo Ziqiao, I am, but would you believe that if I told you?
If it weren’t for his own experiences, Ye Jiu himself would damn well not believe it.
However, even though he had doubts, the fact that the Crown Prince could speak so openly and without any guard to a stranger showed that perhaps the Crown Prince’s intelligence was not quite up to par!
Ye Jiu couldn’t help but compare him to his own brothers again.
Although apart from his third brother, who was somewhat smarter, the others were also average, but their brains were not as dull as the Crown Prince’s, right?
With that intelligence, surviving in palace intrigues was indeed not easy.
Fearing he might say something more shocking, Ye Jiu dared not pry further.
Qin Zhou thought back to a few years ago.
At that time, Mrs. Mo’s family was still in the capital city, and he was quite young.