Tang Zhuyun returned to her room and saw the box on the table, only to realize that she had only opened half of the gift Qin Sang had given her.
She lazily tried to open it, but found that the box had a "mechanism"—it was tightly fastened with a clasp and couldn't be opened without force.
What kind of organization is this?
Tang Zhuyun looked down and examined the box carefully. There was even a line of small characters written on it, "To be opened by Your Majesty. Please dismiss all servants."
Tang Zhuyun was amused; this Sangsang was quite good at creating suspense.
It's okay, she's alone right now.
Did Xiu'er plan this out with Qin Sang beforehand, and deliberately take the two children out?
Thinking about it, it actually seems quite possible!
Tang Zhuyun examined it carefully for a while, and finally managed to open the box with difficulty, seeing some strange things inside.
Oh dear, Qin Sang wouldn't have really given her a ginseng root, would he? And it's so thick, how much would it cost!
Tang Zhuyun took the "ginseng" out of the box, and upon closer inspection, she was horrified.
Just then, a cough suddenly came from behind the screen.
And it was a man's cough!
Holy crap!
Someone wants to harm her!
Tang Zhuyun's hand trembled, and the thing in her hand fell to the ground, rolling and rolling until it reached the feet of the man who came out from behind the screen.
Tang Zhuyun's gaze slowly moved upwards inch by inch from the soles of her feet.
That physique confirmed, it's definitely the Dog Prince...
Congratulations to her, she guessed right.
It's over, Qin Sang killed her!
How can she explain this now?
We absolutely cannot admit it! We must not admit it!
Tang Zhuyun wouldn't be one to sit idly by and wait for death.
A sudden inspiration struck her. "Your Highness, you've dropped something!"
The Prince of Jin nearly ground his teeth to powder. "Tang Zhuyun!"
He didn't lose anything, he's fine!
She's driving me crazy!
The Prince of Jin stepped on that thing and crushed it forcefully...
Tang Zhuyun figured he was probably imagining himself being rubbed under her feet...
With a "crack," the object, clearly of poor quality and possibly hollow, was crushed by the Prince of Jin.
The Prince of Jin then let out a muffled groan.
Tang Zhuyun: "Your Highness?"
The Prince of Jin's face contorted in pain. "My foot is injured!"
Tang Zhuyun: "Ah? Your Highness, please sit down!"
The Prince of Jin hopped onto the bed in a strange, one-legged manner.
Tang Zhuyun felt an urge to laugh for no reason, and she did indeed laugh.
Prince of Jin: "Tang--Bamboo--Jun!"
"Yes, yes, I'm looking for the first-aid kit!" Tang Zhuyun said. "It's not my fault, is it? People can scare each other to death. You just appeared out of nowhere..."
The Prince of Jin did not want to speak.
Did he just appear out of nowhere?
Wasn't he trying to surprise her?
And the result?
He's so stupid, really.
Why did he listen to Song Jingyang's bad advice?
It would have been better if he had gone into the water himself; at least he wouldn't have gotten hurt.
He didn't intend to cough, but he couldn't hold it in any longer, and that's how it ended up!
No, life is so wonderful, he can't be so irritable. Today is Tang Zhuyun's birthday, and the birthday girl is the most important. He'll settle accounts with her tomorrow.
Thinking of this, he forced a stiff smile, "I'm fine."
Tang Zhuyun: "..."
Do you know how twisted that smile looks? Aren't the fingers connected to the heart and the soles of the feet connected to the brain? Could it be that the nerves in your brain that control facial expressions are damaged?
The disgust on her face was so obvious that the Prince of Jin couldn't even console himself.
"Take care of my injuries!" The Prince of Jin was nearly driven mad.
Tang Zhuyun: "I was watching!"
She knelt down to take off the Prince of Jin's shoes.
Sigh, how hard did it take for her to end up like this? The moment Prince of Jin returns, she has to fawn over him, ugh!
After removing Prince of Jin's shoes and socks, Tang Zhuyun asked in surprise, "Your Highness, what happened to your feet?"
The injury on the soles of his feet was nothing serious, just some superficial cuts and splinters of wood. However, the Prince of Jin of Jin's feet were very white from being soaked in water, as if they had been in the water for a long time.
Prince of Jin: I soaked in the water for an hour, what do you say!
"You're injured!" Prince of Jin said expressionlessly, his gaze seeming to say, "Are you blind?"
Tang Zhuyun: "No, what I mean is..."
"Treat the wound immediately!"
"We need to hurry," Tang Zhuyun said. "What if the wound heals on its own if we don't treat it soon?"
Why have you become so delicate after just one trip?
The person who used to not utter a sound even from such serious injuries is now practically begging for kisses, hugs, and attention after just one prick.
Prince of Jin: "Tang Zhuyun!"
"Why!"
"You haven't explained to me what that thing is yet!"
Tang Zhuyun: "I don't know either. Wasn't it a gift from someone else? You stepped on it and ruined it. I haven't even had a chance to look at it yet."
"Who sent it?" The Prince of Jin didn't believe it. Who else but her would dare to be so bold?
Tang Zhuyun would never betray Qin Sang, so she vaguely replied, "Please don't ask. I've just noticed that we seem to be incompatible. You know, every time I run into you, I have bad luck, and you have bad luck too."
"Nonsense!" the Prince of Jin exclaimed, displeased.
Who says their horoscopes don't match? Their good fortune just has been delayed!
Tang Zhuyun: "Please keep your voice down, don't let outsiders hear."
You're still a dead person!
The Prince of Prince of Jin sneered, "What do I have to fear?"
Tang Zhuyun reacted quickly, squatting there and looking up at him, blinking her eyes. "Your Highness, you're not dead?"
The Prince of Jin sharpened his sword, "I'll give you one more chance. Say it again."
Tang Zhuyun: "... Your Highness, may you live ten thousand years, as long as the heavens!"
May you live a long and prosperous life!
The Prince of Jin's voice suddenly softened. "You too."
Today is her birthday. I hope she lives a long and healthy life, reaching a ripe old age...
Tang Zhuyun: Oh no, that dog prince went out for a while and learned mind-reading skills, guessing that she was cursing him?
We dare not provoke them.
She treated the Prince of Jin's foot injury, bandaging it only lightly, and asked while washing her hands, "Your Highness, are you planning to survive this time?"
The Prince of Jin said proudly, "I will go to court tomorrow."
Let those who wish for his death see this.
Tang Zhuyun: "Your Highness, are you any different now compared to before?"
The Prince of Jin didn't understand. "What's different?"
"Even just going out for a trip makes a difference, right?"
It's different; I've always missed her antics.
"Yes." The Prince of Jin looked at her, his eyes filled with a shy yet tender gaze, "I'm a little worried about you..."
Tang Zhuyun: It's over, the Prince of Jin has lost his memory!
If he hadn't lost his memory, would he have been so good to her?
If she hadn't known that Prince of Jin had been perfectly fine all along and was merely faking his death, she would have genuinely suspected that Prince of Jin death had caused him to lose his memory.
That look gave her goosebumps all over.
Your Highness, can we be normal?
The Prince of Jin asked gently, "How are you doing in the palace?"
Tang Zhuyun: I'm dead.
It's true, those who offer unsolicited favors are either up to no good or are thieves.
The Prince of Jin suddenly made a complete 180-degree turn in his attitude towards me. What was he planning?
"It's all good, everything's fine," Tang Zhuyun said hurriedly.
Looking at the broken pieces on the ground, the Prince of Jin suddenly gritted his teeth and said in a sinister tone, "I think you're not bad either."
Tang Zhuyun: That's right, that's right, this is the Prince of Jin!