Mu Rong was silent for a moment before softly telling her the general situation.
After hearing this, Li Jue asked in disbelief, "It really was the Eldest Miss Li, Li Ruo?"
Wasn't she the candidate for Husband Master whom the prince had mentioned after returning last time—the one she had approved of for Master Lan?
Mu Rong nodded slightly. "Yes, absolutely."
Li Jue gritted her teeth. "No wonder the prince was so furious. That little bastard—why didn't the prince kill her on the spot?"
With such a piece of trash, she still dared to set her sights on the prince's own younger brother?
It was simply wishful thinking.
Li Jue suddenly remembered something.
The one who had proposed marrying Master Lan into the Li family back then had been That One in the Palace.
That One in the Palace could not possibly have been unaware of what sort of person her niece was.
In that case... how terrible must the prince be feeling now?
"I'll go see the prince. We'll discuss the other matters later."
The more Li Jue thought about it, the more serious she felt the matter was.
She hurried into the inner hall and personally and swiftly brewed a cup of tea for the prince, who was sitting in the seat of honor, deep in thought.
She cautiously sounded her out. "Prince, you've been reading memorials until late every night these past few days. Would you like to go soak in the hot spring and relax your muscles and bones?"
Su Qiao had originally been preparing to sort through her memories, but upon hearing about the hot spring, she immediately set down the cup and stood up. "That works."
Sorting through her memories while soaking in a hot spring would surely be quite comfortable.
Although Su Qiao