Her voice was high-pitched and shrill, and tears came easily.
"That rebellious daughter walked into Prince Yi's Residence in the street; now half of Yi Prefecture City is laughing at our family."
Lady Wang wiped away her tears and added another sentence.
"You are a provincial inspector, an official appointed by the imperial court, yet your daughter is showing her face in public. What kind of image will this project?"
Yun Zhengze held his teacup, listened without saying a word.
Zhao Wuxu stood beside him, looking worried, and whispered, "Godmother, if this matter gets back to the capital, I'm afraid someone will use it against us. The princes have many spies, and if anything happens in Yi Prefecture..."
Yun Zhengze glanced at him.
Whose side is this godson taking on, implying or not?
Zhao Wuxu didn't continue speaking. He lowered his head and, adopting a filial demeanor, patted Lady Wang's back.
Yun Zhengze put down his teacup without looking at him.
This kid just recognized his godmother, and he already dares to boss him around.
If it weren't for Lady Wang's protection, he would have kicked them out long ago.
But those are minor matters. The most important thing right now is whether my daughter has already given that thing to Prince Yi.
Yun Zhengze put down his teacup.
"I know what I'm doing."
He stood up, his tone indifferent.
"Someone, deliver a visiting card to Prince Yi's Residence."
Lady Wang wanted to say something more, but Yun Zhengze silenced her with a look.
Zhao Wuxu stood still, his fingers clenched tightly in his sleeve.
He originally intended to take the opportunity to sow discord between Yun Zhengze and the Prince Yi's Residence's Mansion.
Unexpectedly, Yun Zhengze completely ignored him.
A shadow of gloom flashed in Zhao Wuxu's eyes.
Afternoon, the old Prince's Mansion.
Yun Shuyue stood in front of the bronze mirror, her face turning green.
Shen Ling'er was holding a wooden comb and combing her hair.
"Don't move, little sister, it'll be ready soon."
Yun Shuyue's neck was as stiff as a piece of wood.
" Sister Shen, can I not wear this double-looped 'Looking at the Immortal' bun?"
She pointed to the two high buns in the mirror.
"This thing is too heavy, it makes me dizzy."
Su Yao sat beside her checking the accounts without looking up.
"Your father is coming today to demand your release; you can't go to see him looking disheveled."
Yun Shuyue opened her mouth, wanting to refute.
Murong Xue came in from outside, carrying a piece of clothing in her arms.
" Little Yue'er, quickly put this on."
Yun Shuyue looked down.
The moon-white padded jacket had snow-white fur trim on the collar and cuffs, and a circle of fine cloud patterns embroidered around the waist.
The fabric felt incredibly soft to the touch.
Yun Shuyue swallowed.
"This... this must be very expensive, right?"
Liu Ruyan walked over and stuffed the padded jacket into her arms.
"Now that you are a member of the Prince's household, if you dress shabbily, people outside will say that the Prince mistreats his servants."
Besides, we all consider you family.
Yun Shuyue hugged her padded jacket, and her nose started to sting with tears again.
family.
Is this the warmth of home?
Xie Wanqing laughed beside her.
"Try them on quickly."
Yun Shuyue was pushed and shoved by her older sisters to change her clothes.
Lin Qingdai then pressed her down to sit and changed her into a brand new pair of soft-soled embroidered shoes.
Yun Shuyue looked down at the shoes on her feet.
A small peony flower was embroidered on the shoe, the stitches so fine that it made her dizzy.
She tried to stand up and take a few steps.
The skirt was so long that it almost tripped me.
Murong Xue was trying not to laugh.
" Little Yue'er, the way you walk is like a little duckling just learning to walk."
Yun Shuyue's face flushed red.
"This... this is even harder to wear than the one Sister Ling'er gave me before."
Shen Ling'er walked over and lifted her skirt.
"Walk with your skirt gathered up, taking small steps."
Yun Shuyue tried it, but still wasn't quite used to it.
She usually climbed walls and trees, and had never worn such elaborate clothes before.
Su Yao glanced at her and put the abacus down.
"Alright, that's good enough."
She paused.
"When your dad gets here, just stand behind us and don't say anything out of line."
The Yun Shuyue nodded.
"I'll listen to Sister Shen."
Several people looked her up and down to make sure she was alright before letting her into the front hall.
Yun Shuyue lifted her skirt and carefully walked out.
She walked very slowly, afraid of falling again.
As I turned the corner through the moon gate, I saw Gu Moran coming out of the study.
Gu Moran was wearing a dark blue robe, her hair casually tied back.
He was carrying a scroll and walking towards the warm pavilion.
Yun Shuyue stood there, unsure whether she should greet them.
Gu Moran looked up and saw her, then stopped in his tracks.
He looked her up and down.
The moon-white padded jacket made her look exceptionally charming.
Two high buns revealed a small face no bigger than the palm of a hand.
Gu Moran up slightly.
"That's actually pretty convincing."
Yun Shuyue's face turned red again.
She kept her head down and spoke very softly.
"Your Highness, is this alright for me?"
Gu Moran walked over and flicked a stray hair from her forehead.
"Okay, that's good."
He paused.
"Just don't walk with your arm and foot moving in unison."
Yun Shuyue's face turned even redder.
She opened her mouth, wanting to explain, but didn't know what to say.
Gu Moran laughed when he saw her embarrassed look.
"Let's go, let's wait in the warm pavilion."
Yun Shuyue followed behind him, taking careful steps.
Her skirt trailed a little behind her, and she would glance down every now and then, afraid of stepping on it.
Inside the warm room, the charcoal brazier was burning brightly.
Gu Moran leaned back on the soft couch, flipping through the scroll of " Record of Yi Prefecture Agricultural Administration " in his hand.
Yun Shuyue stood at the door, unsure where to sit.
Shen Ling'er pulled her to sit next to her.
"Don't be nervous, your dad's here. We'll back you up."
The Yun Shuyue nodded.
Her fingers were digging into the fabric on her knees.
Su Yao sat to the side.
"Your father is the Provincial Surveillance Commissioner, and he has the authority to pass through the eighteen checkpoints in Yi Prefecture."
She paused.
"If he cooperates, our grain reserves, horses, and salt permits will all run much more smoothly."
Yun Shuyue was taken aback.
"What my sister means is..."
Su Yao looked up at her.
"Your father is here today demanding your release; we can't just give him away for nothing."
She pushed the abacus in front of Yun Shuyue.
"He needs to figure this out himself."
Yun Shuyue stared at the rows of abacus beads, her mind a little blank.
The aroma of roasted taro wafted from the small table.
Her nose twitched.
She has only drunk one bowl of porridge since morning.
I'm a little hungry.
Seeing her greedy look, Gu Moran picked up the hottest one.
"Want some?"
Yun Shuyue's eyes immediately lit up.
"Think!"
Gu Moran smiled.
"Come and get it."
Yun Shuyue stood up, lifted her skirt, and walked towards Gu Moran.
She was walking too fast and lost her footing.
Her skirt tripped her again.
Yun Shuyue cried out in surprise and lunged forward.
Gu Moran quickly, reaching out to wrap his arms around her waist.
The hot, roasted taro was positioned perfectly between the two of them.
The heat made Yun Shuyue cry out "Ouch!" and squirm in his arms.
Gu Moran's hand was still on her waist, but she almost lost her grip when she twisted it like that.
"Don't move, you'll get burned."
Yun Shuyue had no time to listen to him.
She only felt a burning sensation in her chest.
He grabbed at Gu Moran's clothes haphazardly with both hands, trying to pull the taro out from between the two of them.
Gu Moran's clothes were ripped open by her.
He looked down at her.
Yun Shuyue buried her face in his chest, and her hair was disheveled.
Her hands were still groping him inside his clothes.
Gu Moran's Adam's apple bobbed slightly.
"If you keep touching me like that, you'll have to take responsibility for me."
Upon hearing this, Yun Shuyue froze.
He suddenly looked up.
Their faces were almost touching.
Yun Shuyue's eyes widened in surprise.
Looking into her wet eyes, Gu Moran's smile deepened.
"Alright, I was just kidding. Do you still want some taro?"
Yun Shuyue's face was so red it could drip blood.
She opened her mouth, about to speak.
Uncle Fu's voice came from outside the door.
"Your Highness, Surveillance Commissioner Yun requests an audience."
Yun Shuyue's body stiffened.
She suddenly sprang up from Gu Moran's arms.
He moved too quickly and stumbled.
Gu Moran reached out to support her.
"Slower."
Yun Shuyue didn't even have time to say thank you.
She picked up the taro that had fallen on the couch, turned around, and hid behind Shen Ling'er.
Her skirt trailed behind her, stretching all the way to the ground.
Uncle Fu led Yun Zhengze across the threshold.
Yun Zhengze, they rise.
He happened to see his daughter, who had "suffered so much suffering," wearing a Shu brocade jacket that was even more luxurious than Lady Wang's.
He was holding a roasted taro, hiding behind several young women.
Her little face was flushed.
Yun Zhengze's blood pressure instantly spiked to its maximum.
His gaze shifted to the side.
Prince Yi leaned back on the soft couch.
His robe was wide open, revealing his inner garment.
A few strands of her hair were also messy.
He still had a smile on his face.
Yun Zhengze's vision went black.
I almost spat out a mouthful of blood.