Inside the inn.
Hearing Ren Ye's question, the waiter answered softly, "That's right. Consort Jing's tribe used to live on Feng Mountain. After she passed away, His Majesty granted special permission for her to be buried in her ancestral graveyard."
"Oh, I see." Ren Ye nodded slightly, then asked, "Are there any rumors about Consort Jing around here?"
The waiter immediately shook his head. "Heh, I wouldn't know about that."
This concerned secrets of the imperial family, so naturally the waiter dared not gossip. He gave only a vague answer before bowing and saying, "Sir, your food and wine are ready. I'll bring them over."
"All right, sorry for the trouble." Ren Ye nodded.
After the waiter left, he sat in the corner, feeling somewhat puzzled.
Monk Peng's men had come to Huang Jushi County, and Consort Jing's tomb was here too... could this be a coincidence?
Honestly, he really was rather interested in Consort Jing. After all, this woman's past involved the Second Prince's critical illness and the empress's death, and she had also given birth to the Eldest Princess, the most favored princess of the current reign.
This woman was quite mysterious...
Ren Ye pondered as he drank his tea.
Before long, the food and wine arrived, and he began wolfing down his meal.
Halfway through You Hour.
After dinner, Ren Ye slowly headed upstairs, intending to visit Ai Fei's room and fulfill his duties as a husband.
If she's really unwilling, I could massage her little feet instead. It's all about doting on her.
"Your Highness, Prince Huai."
Just as he reached the upper floor, San Gong, the Night Owl Guard's Qianhu commander, approached him and said urgently, "His Second Highness is asking for you. There's something urgent to discuss."
"Oh... let's go, then." Ren Ye