The Prince of Jin approached and said to Tang Zhuyun, who was already imagining things that were forbidden, "Put your clothes on!"
Tang Zhuyun: "???"
Has she already begun to play hard to get, unable to resist taking off her clothes?
No, her clothes are on perfectly fine!
She stared at the Prince of Jin with wide, innocent eyes.
The Prince of Jin frowned. "Go put on your clothes!"
"I'm wearing..." Tang Zhuyun said, "Taking off my clothes is definitely not an option."
"I told you to wear a coat; I'm taking you out."
Tang Zhuyun: "Huh?"
On this dark and stormy night, when he's committing murder and arson, where will he take me? Could he have ulterior motives?
It's inconvenient to be at the Prince's residence!
"I have to look after the two children. Look, Nanny Rong isn't here, and neither is Xiu'er..."
Why do you think Xiu'er isn't here?
Tang Zhuyun: "Is it you?"
The Prince of Jin grew impatient. "Of course it's me, otherwise who would it be? Hurry up and get dressed, I'm taking you out for a bit, the sooner we go, the sooner we'll be back."
If he hadn't had Song Jingyang lead Xiu'er to play cards and even given her a special allowance of one hundred taels of silver to lose, he probably would have been caught red-handed by Xiu'er again tonight.
That maid is truly wicked; she seems to be a nemesis to her. Even the Prince of Jin is now convinced of her abilities.
Hearing that going early meant returning early, Tang Zhuyun breathed a sigh of relief.
She felt that even if the negotiations failed, there was still a sense of decency between the two sides!
But did the Prince of Jin agree or refuse her request?
Forget it, the Prince of Jin is clearly impatient now, so it's best not to confront him head-on.
However, taking care of the children certainly cannot be relaxed. Tang Zhuyun asked, "What about Yanran and Linlin?"
"The Huaishang here."
Upon hearing this, Tang Zhuyun knew she couldn't leave now!
Seeing that she still didn't move, the Prince of Jin couldn't help but take the pure white fox fur coat she was draped over the screen and, while handing it to her, asked, "Why did you choose this one?"
This fox fur coat was from the storeroom; he had seen it before.
"Your Highness has forgotten, I am still in mourning for you," Tang Zhuyun said. "It wouldn't be good if we were discovered going out. Perhaps we should call it a day?"
Since the Prince of Jin is not dead, can the suspicion against him on the Huaishang be cleared?
But she still didn't want Huaishang to be alone with Linlin. What if they developed some father-son bond, and then she discovered they both had black or red moles on their bodies? Wouldn't that be disastrous?
Besides, she always felt something was off about Huaishang; in short, she was just uneasy.
"If I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?" the Prince of Jin said. "Are you perhaps waiting for someone to come?"
Tang Zhuyun: "... Is Huaishang reliable?"
The Prince of Jin sneered, "Much more reliable than you."
Tang Zhuyun: "..."
Did you know he went to the pleasure boats? He's so stingy; that pleasure boat trip might have even been paid for with public funds, you know?
Those public funds certainly couldn't have come from Prince of Jin's pocket; they might have been involved in some shady dealings with others!
She wanted to speak out but was afraid of being exposed about Linlin's affair, and even more worried that Linlin would be taken away by Huaishang —after all, he was Huaishang's son, and under the current social ethics and morality, Linlin should stay with Huaishang.
If that person hadn't been from Huaishang, but was truly a peddler or farmer, she would have told the Prince of Jin the truth long ago.
No, she still needs to think of a way to bring this up.
The Prince of Jin urged her, "Get dressed and come with me!"
When Tang Zhuyun followed Prince of Jin out, she saw Huaishang standing under the corridor bowing to the two of them.
He lowered his head, not daring to look at Tang Zhuyun, and was very well-behaved.
Haha, what a hypocrite!
In fact, Huaishang was thinking that it would have been right to give Song Jingyang that hundred taels of silver.
Song Jingyang can't finish his losses today, what should he do with the rest? Sigh, why didn't he get this job!
Prince of Jin said to Huaishang, "Go inside and keep watch in the flower hall. There will be tea and snacks. When the two children get up, tell them that the Princess Consort... she..."
He looked at Tang Zhuyun, wanting her to come up with a reason.
Tang Zhuyun kept her eyes down, pretending not to see anything.
Just kidding, it's not like she wanted to go, why should she lie?
The Prince of Jin wouldn't let her off the hook. "Speak!"
Tang Zhuyun Zidu lift her eyelids. "Just say I went to burn paper money for the Prince, I don't know where I went to burn it."
This person is dead; burn paper money if you need anything.
The Prince of Jin glared at her, gritting his teeth as he said, "That's it!"
He thought Tang Zhuyun was walking too slowly, so he grabbed her hand and strode out.
Tang Zhuyun: "..."
So you've already started holding hands? Open the door, I need to get off!
The Prince of Jin led her out through the back door. Outside stood a tall, strong steed. Upon seeing the Prince of Jin, it snorted and pawed the ground with its front hooves, clearly pleased.
Although Tang Zhuyun was a horse fanatic, she vaguely sensed that this was a fine horse.
"This is Racing Thunder, my most beloved horse. Racing Thunder, this is the Queen." Prince of Jin stood beside Racing Thunder, patting its head, his eyes filled with pride.
There's even an introduction segment?
This man is truly obsessed with horses.
The Prince of Jin took out an oiled paper package from his sleeve, opened it, and took out something. "Give me your hand."
Tang Zhuyun only saw that the thing Jingjing and, under the reflection of the moonlight and snow, seemed to flow with a honey-like color.
She groggily reached out her hand, and then felt something cool and sticky in her palm...
"Your Highness, is this candy?"
"Um."
That's so nice of her, why not give her candy?
Tang Zhuyun lowered her head and licked it.
Prince of Jin: "..."
"Your Highness, it's delicious, but it's a bit big, I can't finish it." Tang Zhuyun, well aware of the principle of not hitting a smiling face, said good-naturedly.
Although she didn't know why the Prince of Jin had acted this way today, she cooperated!
Suddenly, the Prince of Jin reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her towards himself.
Tang Zhuyun exclaimed in surprise, then pulled her hand back.
Holding hands is something she can console herself with—it's just a boy helping a girl; but if they share a piece of candy, and he might even want to lick her hand, then that's seriously overstepping the line of ambiguity.
She refused.
"Shut up, what are you yelling about? Don't scare Racing Thunder."
Tang Zhuyun: I @#￥%...
My hand!
Then she felt a warm, large tongue licking her palm, tickling her... but it wasn't Prince of Jin, it was Racing Thunder.
"Only then will Racing Thunder recognize you," said the Prince of Jin.
Tang Zhuyun blushed instantly.
What is she doing?!
She has already written, directed, and acted in a complete one-woman show; now she just wants to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, but the ground is covered in snow, and there's no crack for her.
Racing Thunder happily licked the whole piece of candy, and the Prince of Jin handed her his handkerchief. "Wipe your hands."
As Tang Zhuyun was wiping her hands, she suddenly felt a tightness around her waist, and then she was lifted into the air and placed on the horse's back.
Immediately afterwards, a broad and sturdy body pressed against his back.
"Giddy up—" The deep voice of the Prince of Jin rang out, with only the whistling wind in his ears.
Tang Zhuyun: Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?