Tang Zhuyun finally gave Prince of Jin a "diagnosis"—he didn't lose his memory after going out, but instead developed schizophrenia and a split personality.
Who can tolerate such a hot-and-cold attitude?
The Prince of Jin took a deep breath. No, he couldn't let her be smug for the day; he couldn't afford to be on the verge of war right after she returned.
He paused for a moment, then took off the purse from his waist and handed it to Tang Zhuyun.
Tang Zhuyun took it with a puzzled look. "Your Highness, what are you going to do...?"
"A gift for you!"
Tang Zhuyun chuckled, but said, "That's not right. Didn't you already give me one before you left? And you gave me such a generous gift today, how could I possibly accept another?"
While saying this, his hands had already honestly taken the purse and opened it.
She took a bead out of her dark green embroidered bamboo-patterned purse.
It looks a bit like a pearl, but not quite; it's round and plump, but the color is yellowish, and it's indescribably beautiful.
Tang Zhuyun held it in her palm and observed it carefully for a while, unaware that Prince of Jin was also observing her expression.
She must have seen such treasures at the bottom of the sea before, and now that she has reunited with them, she must be very happy.
Although Song Jingyang made many foolish moves, there was one move that Prince of Jin admired.
That is, when it comes to giving gifts to women, the more the better. It doesn't matter what it is or how many times you give it, just keep giving it!
Seeing Tang Zhuyun's beaming face, he was overjoyed.
Tang Zhuyun tilted her head curiously and asked, "Your Highness, what kind of bead is this?"
Keep pretending.
"Anyway, they're not Tang Zhuzi," said the Prince of Jin.
Tang Zhuyun: "... I really don't know him, I sincerely ask for your guidance!"
Prince of Jin: You're really good at pretending.
He said calmly, "Dragon Ball."
"Huh?" Tang Zhuyun was stunned.
Dragon Balls? Is it the Dragon Balls she's thinking of?
If you collect all seven Dragon Balls, will one wish come true?
The Prince of Jin's face clearly said, "You don't need to pretend anymore; if you overdo it, it won't look real."
Tang Zhuyun played with the bead. It was beautiful, but if it dared to be called a Dragon Pearl, shouldn't it emit multicolored light to live up to the name?
No.
Prince of Jin: Fine, I'll cooperate with her since she's the birthday girl.
"This is a Dragon Ball, also known as a Flame Ball, which is the most precious type of pearl."
So precious, a gift from the Prince of Jin?
She absolutely loved the gift.
Although it was a bit valuable, it would belong to Linlin and Yanran sooner or later, and she was only keeping it for temporary safekeeping. With that in mind, Tang Zhuyun accepted it without any burden and happily said, "Thank you, Your Highness!"
"Isn't it special?" the Prince of Jin asked.
It's very special, very expensive, but it's great!
She nodded with utmost sincerity, thinking to herself that, including the Yanran gave on behalf of Prince of Jin, she had received four gifts from Prince of Jin, and she was very happy.
As the Prince of Jin watched her study the text intently, examining it repeatedly, he gradually began to doubt his own judgment.
Tang Zhuyun wasn't good at pretending in front of him, so did she really not recognize the Dragon Ball?
But how could that be?
Has she lost her memory?
Silence, silence is the theme tonight.
Both harbored ulterior motives and suspected the other of amnesia.
Tang Zhuyun played with the beads for a while, then put them away and asked, "Your Highness, have you eaten?"
"I've already eaten," the Prince of Jin lied.
Actually, he didn't eat it; he was just eager to give Tang Zhuyun another "big gift."
Today is her birthday, and he hopes she will be happy forever.
I've also prepared a special gift for you.
Tang Zhuyun: "Another Dragon Ball?"
Will she be able to collect all seven Dragon Balls tonight and reach the pinnacle of her life?
Let her think about what her wish is.
Prince of Jin: "Your brother!"
"Huh? How many?"
"I'm saying, your brother! Your eldest brother!"
Tang Zhuyun asked blankly, "What happened to my older brother?"
"I brought him back on my way."
"Ah? My older brother is back! That's great!" Tang Zhuyun took off running outside.
Her family home was right next door; she was back in less than a minute, leaving only the Prince of Jin's lingering breath behind her...
Song Jingyang entered and, looking at the dejected Prince of Jin, said, "Your Highness, let me tell you, you can't mention the matter of your uncle's return. If you do, what will become of you? See, he's already gone."
Prince of Jin: "..."
Fortunately, Meng Yulan was there. The couple had reunited, so they obviously didn't give Tang Zhuyun much time, and she returned after a short while.
The Prince of Prince of Jin's stomach rumbled at an inopportune moment.
Tang Zhuyun: "Didn't you already eat?"
"You've made me hungry."
Tang Zhuyun: "..."
She resigned herself to her fate and went to make noodles for the Prince of Jin.
Unexpectedly, the Prince of Jin also followed her into the kitchen.
Tang Zhuyun was busy, while Prince of Jin sat to the side watching attentively.
Tang Zhuyun casually handed him a clove of garlic. "If you're free, help me peel this garlic."
Prince of Jin: "..."
He resigned himself to his fate and began peeling garlic.
"Your Highness," Tang Zhuyun asked while rolling out the dough, "Has Zong Heng caused you any trouble?"
The Prince of Jin sneered, "He does wish."
"You didn't succeed, huh? That's good." Tang Zhuyun said, "Speaking of which, I still have to settle accounts with him for plotting against my father!"
"I have avenged you."
Tang Zhuyun: "How did you report it?"
"On his way back to the capital, Zong Heng's carriage was startled, and he broke his leg. He is currently recuperating in another city and won't be back for at least two months."
Tang Zhuyun laughed heartily and gave a thumbs up, "Well done, Your Highness! I'll give you two more eggs!"
Prince of Jin: "..."
Tang Zhuyun then asked, "Your Highness, are you really going to court tomorrow?"
"Go? Why wouldn't I go?" Prince of Jin sneered. "If I don't go, won't those people just keep gloating?"
He can still picture the prince's face when he saw him.
"So, have you found the person you're looking for?"
The Prince of Jin did not answer, but lowered his head to peel garlic, his expression somewhat solemn.
Tang Zhuyun: "Oh dear, the water's boiling! I need to hurry and cook the noodles!"
If she doesn't want to tell me, she doesn't have to. She's not that curious anyway.
Thinking that it was best to choose safe topics for conversation, Tang Zhuyun spoke of Tang Baixin every time she opened her mouth.
"... My older brother finally made it back before my sister-in-law gave birth, that's wonderful."
Prince of Jin: I don't want to hear you mention your brother at all right now!
Other couples are being affectionate, and we, as a couple, have to cheer them on?
We're a married couple ourselves, why can't we talk about our own lives?
Tang Zhuyun had no idea what he was thinking, and muttered to herself, "I was worried that my older brother wouldn't be able to get back in time..."
The Prince of Jin finally lost his patience. "What help can he be if he rushes back? Do you expect him to help with childbirth?"
Tang Zhuyun: "Giving birth is like walking through the gates of hell for a woman, of course she needs a man's presence! Otherwise, does Your Highness think that a man can just... be done with it? If that were the case, becoming a father would be too easy!"
What a jerk! The kind of guy who makes you want to crumble just by looking at him, ugh!
The Prince of Jin suddenly said, "Since that's the case, then I will be with you when you give birth."
Tang Zhuyun was dumbfounded.