I'm done for! I think I spoke too soon!
Jiang Yourning instantly felt as though her head had swollen tenfold. She hurried to smooth things over, her eyes curving into a smile. "I really love this set of jewelry of yours, Your Majesty. I couldn't help myself and spoke too hastily. Please forgive me."
"Forgive you, my ass! You said it yourself: a gift from an elder cannot be refused. If I give it to you, take it."
Wu Qingyuan couldn't help laughing.
The box was pressed into Jiang Yourning's arms, and Wu Qingyuan spoke again. "Girl, I imagine you've heard about the Zheng Family. My grandson may need to stay with the Jiang Family a while longer."
"Rest assured, Your Majesty. Everyone in our family is very fond of Little Wukong. He can stay as long as he likes."
A faint smile rested on Jiang Yourning's face. Seeing that Wu Qingyuan really was quite kind, she unconsciously relaxed a little.
"When you go back, I'll secretly send two people to protect him. And don't go wandering about outside just because you have nothing to do these days."
Wu Qingyuan added another reminder.
She had summoned Jiang Yourning today for two reasons: first, she had felt an inexplicable urge to see her; second, she needed to give her this warning.
"Rest assured, Your Majesty. I understand."
Jiang Yourning nodded gently.
When Chu Wenzong returned, he was met with his mother's disdainful gaze.
He chose to ignore it and hurried over to Cui Zhao'an to coax their son together.
At last.
It was getting late.
Wu Qingyuan spoke. "You little rascal, take Little Wukong home. You've been here long enough."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Cui Zhao'an had originally wanted to invite the two of them to dine at the Perching Phoenix Palace,