Tang Zhuyun rolled her eyes. "I don't want to, I'll be called Tangbao."
"Tangbao? Won't people think I'm a red bean bun?"
Tang Zhuyun said irritably, "Tangbao!"
The Prince of Jin said, "Jianxian."
"What?" Tang Zhuyun suspected that after going blind, she was now going deaf as well.
--What a strange name.
"Jianxian." The Prince of Jin said, his face flushed. "You'd better learn from them!"
Tang Zhuyun stared at his face. "Your Highness, are you sick?"
Prince of Jin: "..."
He wanted to swear.
"Really?" Tang Zhuyun said earnestly, "Your condition today makes me wonder if you've had a stroke?"
If it was understandable that he blushed when he saw her button was undone, why is he blushing now that he's given her a name?
Besides, she didn't intend to use the lousy name Jianxian; it sounded like a servant's name.
"I'm fine," the Prince of Prince of Jin said through gritted teeth.
"Oh, that's good." Tang Zhuyun said, "It's impossible to Jianxian; I still suggest you just find someone else."
She talks like she desperately wants to cling to him. And Siqi, if she doesn't turn evil, he'll be secretly laughing all the way to the bank.
Qi... Tang Zhuyun suddenly remembered. "Your Highness, what's your name again?"
She never knew the Prince of Jin's name!
The Prince of Jin felt as if his most secret thoughts had been exposed, and he was filled with shame and rage.
Jianxian, think of emulating them; when you see Jianxian, think of them...
"You are not allowed to call me by my name!"
If she doesn't want to call out, she doesn't have to. Does calling out to her make her ascend to heaven?
That fickle, heartless peeing man!
It causes frequent urination, urgency, and incomplete emptying of the bladder!
Tang Zhuyun silently drew a circle in her heart and cursed the Prince of Jin.
She ignored the Prince of Jin and said to Xiu'er, "Let's go find some fabric to make clothes. I think we still need to prepare a lot of things!"
After leaving the house, she said resentfully, "If it weren't for Linlin's sake, I... I wouldn't care even if he had a stroke or a nosebleed!"
Xiu'er: "You've already come out, why is he still bleeding from the nose? He's clearly lusting after you. You must be careful; I think the prince has ulterior motives towards you."
Tang Zhuyun: "Is he that blind?"
It wasn't that she lacked self-confidence, but rather that noblewomen in ancient times would spend most of the day carefully grooming themselves, and she didn't have the time. So she basically went out without makeup and dressed however she was comfortable, which clearly didn't conform to the aesthetics of that era!
Xiu'er: "Isn't he dead now? Who else but you isn't afraid of the dead?"
Tang Zhuyun: Oh, so there's no one else to choose from.
That won't do!
What a bastard! What kind of person do they take her for?!
The Prince of Jin had excellent hearing, and upon hearing the conversation between the master and servant, he nearly fainted from anger.
He only had a tiny, tiny bit of affection for her—thinking that they could spend their future together, having some expectations, which didn't seem so bad. He only hoped that she would see him as a proper husband. Was that too much to ask? Was it too much?
And the result? Another bucket of ice water!
Who could stand taking ice water showers every day?
Tang Zhuyun didn't know the name of the Prince of Jin. She had originally thought of asking Linlin, but she got busy and forgot about it.
Who cares! Those scoundrels from the Yuwen Family!
Tang Zhuyun, along with Xiu'er and the servants, worked all day setting up soup kitchens and distributing medicine.
When they returned to the main courtyard, Tang Zhuyun saw Song Jingyang standing at the gate and couldn't help but ask, "It's so cold, why don't you go to the tea room?"
Song Jingyang gestured for silence, then pointed into the room and said in a low but smug voice, "Eunuch Wang is here."
Are you coming to find me?
"No, I came to see the Prince." Song Jingyang said smugly, "But think about it, even the Prince's feigned death has been exposed, which means that from now on, Eunuch Wang is one of our men, completely bound to us! Your Highness, you've done a wonderful job!"
Tang Zhuyun was speechless. If anyone was going to get on a boat, it would be hers!
What are we doing on the Prince of Prince of Jin's pirate ship?
Inside the room, Wang Fu had finished discussing business with Prince of Jin and said with a smile, "Has Your Highness tried on the golden silk soft armor? If it doesn't fit, this old servant has a craftsman here who might be able to make some alterations."
The Prince of Jin nearly bit his back teeth off. "Very well, no need."
He wanted to give Tang Zhuyun a good scolding again.
"By the way," the Prince of Jin changed the subject, "What do you plan to do with that child?"
He wasn't actually interested, but he figured Tang Zhuyun might care, so he asked one more question.
Wang Fu's expression changed, then he said with a wry smile, "My wife can't bear to part with me."
Ultimately, that child was also pitiful.
"Thanks to Her Highness the Princess's miraculous healing skills, since she can be cured, let's just leave it at that. As long as she's happy."
Prince of Jin: So eunuchs are quite capable too. No wonder he was able to marry someone who truly cared for him.
Eunuch Wang came out, Tang Zhuyun hid in the tea room—she was willing to treat the sick and save lives, but she always felt awkward accepting thanks.
After Eunuch Wang left, she went inside and casually said to Prince of Jin, "Your Highness, everything is prepared. I will take the two children tomorrow. Do you have any further instructions?"
She was just being polite, but she didn't expect the Prince of Jin to actually have something to say.
He said, "Even though you're pretending to be a maid, some people still recognize you. To avoid trouble, you should still wear a veil."
This was a good suggestion. After all, getting medical treatment was the most important thing, so Tang Zhuyun readily accepted it.
The Prince of Jin then told Tang Zhujun about Wang Fu's decision regarding the child, and sure enough, she heard Tang Zhuyun say, "That would be for the best."
The next day, Tang Zhuyun got ready to go out.
Prince of Jin: "A veiled hat."
"Oh dear, I forgot about that." Tang Zhuyun slapped her forehead. "Xiu'er, go find a veiled hat."
Xiu'er: "When did you ever have a veiled hat?"
In order to showcase her "stunning beauty," she never wore a veil.
Tang Zhuyun: "..."
The Prince of Jin calmly replied, "I have had preparations made."
Tang Zhuyun: "Then thank you very much, Your Highness."
Who would have thought that even a scoundrel like him could be reliable sometimes?
But when she put on the veil and found that the black veil reached all the way to her feet, she was speechless. "Your Highness, is this a necessary item for widows?"
This outfit could only remind her of Black Widow.
The Prince of Jin, "The outside world is in chaos. Don't assume that those disaster victims are kind just because they have suffered."
Tang Zhuyun: "... That makes sense, but do we have to go to such extremes?"
In this era, women are indeed easy targets when they go out. The higher a woman's status, the more attention she attracts. Even a maidservant by the side of a princess will attract a lot of attention. Tang Zhuyun understands this.
She found a pair of scissors and cut off most of it. Originally, she only wanted to cover her face, but after a tug-of-war with the Prince of Jin, she cut it down to her waist, and that finally made it harmonious.
Prince of Jin: It's alright. He knew that if the veil reached her waist, it would cut her neck. Luckily, he was smart enough.
Nanxing arrived and said she wanted to go with Tang Zhuyun.
Tang Zhuyun: "Never mind, I don't know who will take care of whom. You should just focus on recovering."
Nanxing, however, insisted on going.
Prince of Jin: "Letting her come along might not be useless."