An ostentatious carriage stopped outside the Imperial Palace.
With Chu Lange leading the way, Jiang Yourning, Jiang Wanrong, and Little Wukong climbed out.
As for why Jiang Wanrong had joined them, that story began an incense stick's worth of time earlier.
When their carriage passed the tavern, Chu Lange had been itching to buy a few bags of new-flavored sunflower seeds, and then...
They had picked up Jiang Wanrong as a bonus, since she also wanted to take a stroll around the palace.
"Jiang Yourning, you said we were going to watch a good show. What show, exactly?"
Jiang Yourning had kept them guessing the entire way, leaving Chu Lange unbearably curious.
Jiang Yourning chuckled. "Well, I heard the Fifth Prince was carried into the palace half-dead, and the Seventh Prince returned today after disappearing for two days to complain to your father. I wanted to come watch the fun."
Ah! Whoever arranged this must be a master of time management. Getting those two pieces of work into the palace on the same day was absolutely brilliant!
I just need to find a way to let the consort know that the Seventh Prince did this to her precious darling. Her family has considerable influence. If they take on that damned lunatic, they should be able to hack another big chunk off his bullshit halo, right?
Beside her, Jiang Wanrong raised an eyebrow.
Her little sister wanted to watch the tigers fight from the safety of another mountain. That was certainly a good idea.
"Chu Yu was beaten half to death? I've been sick of that trash for ages. Come on, come on, let's go watch!"
Seeing Chu Lange perk up, Jiang Wanrong suddenly spoke with a smile. "Speaking of which, I just remembered something interesting."
"What is it?"
Three pairs