The Troubles of Happiness

Song Qingshu was initially bewildered. Whose maid is this? She's got some nerve, daring to barge into a prince's carriage. But he was soon startled. Could she be someone from Tang Kuobian's household?

Over the past few days, he had learned some details about Tang Kuobian's family through various channels, but knowing about them and recognizing them were two different matters. He did not dare act rashly, afraid that mistaking someone for another would arouse Wanyan Liang's suspicions.

Fortunately, Wanyan Liang spoke first. "Your wife's feelings for Brother Tang Kuo truly make me envious. She was actually waiting for you at the city gate so early in the morning." As he spoke, he followed the direction the maid pointed and looked toward the luxurious carriage in the distance, a flash of eagerness passing through his eyes.

"You make me laugh, Prince," Song Qingshu replied with an awkward smile.

"Don't be so distant, haha. Come, let's go see Ge Bi. I haven't seen this royal sister of mine in a long time either." With that, Wanyan Liang enthusiastically grabbed Song Qingshu's arm and prepared to head over.

"Cough, cough..." Fortunately, Song Qingshu had constantly reminded himself not to reveal any flaws. Without hesitation, he put on a weak and frail appearance.

Wanyan Liang slapped his forehead, looking as though he had suddenly remembered something. "Look at my memory. I actually forgot that Brother Tang Kuo is seriously injured. Someone, drive the carriage over there."

Song Qingshu was full of doubt, unsure whether Wanyan Liang had deliberately been testing him or not. How could he have known that Wanyan Liang had merely been eager to see Tang Kuobian's beautiful wife and had genuinely forgotten about his "injuries"?

While he was lost in thought, the carriage had already slowly drawn up beside the