Tang Zhujun wondered where Prince of Jin had been raised. Now that he was a prince, he acted all high and mighty, eating with such elegance and composure that Tang Zhuyun always felt incredibly rude. And now he was even showing her disdain.
What a pretentious show-off!
However, Tang Zhuyun knew that Song Jingyang's mother was the wet nurse of the Prince of Jin, and she had also vaguely heard that Huaishang been with the Prince of Jin for more than ten years, so the Prince of Jin must have had a very comfortable life growing up.
Who exactly is his biological mother?
Yanran looks like a girl from the Xiao Family, so who is Yanran's biological mother?
Tang Zhuyun had a million questions about the past of the Prince of Jin.
The two children reluctantly came down from the roof, warmed themselves for a while, went out to look around again, and quickly fell asleep when they came back.
Tang Zhuyun tucked the two children in, Song Jingyang returned, panting, carrying a large food box.
"Your Highness, as you instructed, I bought one of every snack I could find."
Tang Zhuyun: Wow, such perks for holidays?
Is Prince of Jin, that shrewish Zhou Bapi, trying to become an outstanding employer?
She went forward, opened the food box, and took out various snacks, some familiar and some unfamiliar, and placed them on the table—there were thirteen or fourteen different kinds.
Even she and Prince of Jin couldn't finish it all, so Tang Zhuyun said, "Go find some plates and share some with you and Xiu'er."
Song Jingyang: "Hehe, I bought another one too. I went with Xiu'er."
Tang Zhuyun: Tsk tsk, dog food (a Chinese slang term for public displays of affection).
The Prince of Jin said, "You may leave. You don't need to serve me tonight."
Tang Zhuyun: She hasn't eaten yet!
Song Jingyang chuckled, "Yes, I'm going to find Xiu'er!"
Tang Zhuyun: So it wasn't about making her step down.
Prince of Jin walked to the table and said to Tang Zhuyun, whose expression hadn't yet returned, "Are you only single-minded?"
"What?"
"Eat."
Upon hearing that she was being told to leave, she assumed she wouldn't get to eat, and her anger was impossible to hide.
That's more like it... Tang Zhuyun sat down, picked up a small steamed bun and tasted it. "It tastes good."
Without making a sound, the Prince of Jin pushed a bowl of sweet fermented Little Tangyuan towards her.
Tang Zhuyun: "No, no, this taste is so strong! I'm afraid I'll get drunk after eating it."
The Prince of Jin said, "I have never heard of anyone getting drunk from drinking fermented rice wine."
"But I can't. I'm the kind of person who can fall over just from the smell," Tang Zhuyun said exaggeratedly.
"I don't believe you. If you're drunk, I'll... give you that box of pearls."
Tang Zhuyun: "How did you know I like pearls?"
"Your Zidu practically glued to it."
"Is it that obvious?" Tang Zhuyun chuckled, but quickly became wary. "Could there be something poisoned in this fermented rice?"
"You call yourself a miracle doctor, so don't you know whether or not you've used any drugs?"
That seems to be true.
"Then let's make a bet. If I get drunk, you'll give me the pearls. I only need two."
Tang Zhuyun had originally thought that Prince of Jin would pressure her to say what would happen if he won, but to her surprise, he didn't mention it at all.
Tang Zhuyun, having gotten the benefit, remained silent, pulled over the bowl of fermented rice wine, and used a spoon to scoop up some glutinous rice balls to taste.
I must say, it actually tastes pretty good.
This fermented glutinous rice is so rich it's almost unbelievable, yet it's incredibly appetizing.
This isn't right. She used to be unable to stand the smell of fermented rice... Ah, Tang Zhuyun suddenly remembered that she had changed bodies!
Alcohol tolerance is a bodily function, not a mental ability; she's out of her mind!
Oh no, her pearl is about to fly away.
No, Tang Zhuyun had a sudden inspiration—pretending to be sober is difficult, but isn't pretending to be drunk easy?
Give it to me!
After finishing a bowl of sweet fermented rice soup with glutinous rice balls, Tang Zhuyun pretended to be dizzy and said, "No, I feel so dizzy... I need to lie down for a while."
She stood up, staggered to the couch, and lay down on the pillow, pretending to be asleep.
She risked everything for her pearl!
"Tang Zhuyun, stop pretending to be drunk!" came the Prince of Prince of Jin's voice.
Tang Zhuyun almost lost her composure.
Hold on, hold on, that jerk is definitely bluffing her.
She just said she was dead drunk, what could he do?
A moment later, the sound of Prince of Jin's footsteps rang out, and Tang Zhuyun immediately felt herself shrouded in shadow.
The Prince of Jin reached out and pinched her cheek. "Tang Zhuzi?"
Tang Zhuyun: I @#￥%...
Shameless! Giving people nicknames!
She didn't respond when called "Tang Zhuzi," which shows she was truly drunk.
The Prince of Jin pulled up a chair and sat down, then pinched her cheek.
Tang Zhuyun pretended to be drunk and pushed his hand away. "Ugh, let me sleep."
"Do you want to go home?" the Prince of Jin asked.
Tang Zhuyun's mind raced. What did this mean?
"I miss..." she began, "I hate that dog of a man, Prince of Jin. I miss my father, I miss my elder brother..."
The Prince of Jin took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and continued, "Do you want to go back to the sea?"
Tang Zhuyun: "?"
Are you a little mermaid?
Tang Zhuyun couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing. She then clutched her stomach and rolled around on the bed laughing.
The Prince of Prince of Jin's face flushed red instantly, both embarrassed and furious. "How dare you pretend to be drunk and make fun of me!"
Tang Zhuyun laughed so hard she could barely breathe, "Your Highness, you're really wasting your talent by not writing ghost stories..."
She's a little mermaid, so he's a prince?
If that were the case, she would have killed him without hesitation.
The Prince of Jin, having given up all hope, bluntly voiced his suspicions. "If that weren't the case, how could your personality have suddenly changed so drastically? And how could you know so many things you didn't know before?"
"Your Highness," Tang Zhuyun casually fiddled with a stray hair behind her ear, "You know what 'enlightenment' means, right? It wasn't that I couldn't do it before, I just didn't show it. If you have any doubts, you can ask me anything about what happened before..."
She wasn't that close to the Prince of Jin, and she wouldn't reveal her background to him.
Anyway, she has the memories of her predecessor, so she's not afraid of anything.
The Prince of Jin looked at her smug expression and didn't believe a word she said.
I really made a mistake today. I believed her nonsense about not being able to hold her liquor; it was all just to lull her into a false sense of security.
"Your Highness, let your imagination run wild," Tang Zhuyun scoffed at him. "Why do I have to be a fairy? Can't I be one of the Seven Fairies?"
The Prince of Jin, his pride wounded, turned away aloofly and lay down on the bed fully clothed, staring angrily at the ceiling.
Tang Zhuyun added, "Besides, even if I were a demon, as long as you don't let me get close, I can't absorb your yang energy to replenish my yin, right?"
Please keep your distance, thank you!
The Prince of Jin was so angry he was practically fuming.
Tang Zhuyun yawned and said, "Don't guess. I haven't bothered you in any way. Even if I were a demon, I wouldn't let you have your way if I wanted to find a man!"
Prince of Jin: I am dead, do not disturb me.
But then Tang Zhuyun said, "Didn't you say you were leaving? With your injury, you can't leave on the fifteenth, but you'll definitely be fine on the second day of the second lunar month. Are you leaving or not?"
The dream of being a widow was ruthlessly extinguished, but can't a temporary one at least provide a fleeting thrill?