Tang Zhuyun didn't speak immediately; she needed Jingjing.
How did the Prince of Jin find out?
She wouldn't tell anyone about the matter of time travel, as it was a matter of life and death.
Could it be because she talked in her sleep when they slept in the same room that she revealed it?
If that's the case, she can deny it!
She even dreamt she was a widow in her dream; her dream didn't come true either.
Seeing her eyes darting around, the Prince of Jin knew she wouldn't admit it, and said, "I just want you to wear the Buddhist prayer beads, so don't overthink it!"
Tang Zhuyun nodded, blatantly lying, "Since Your Highness likes these prayer beads, I'll wear them."
The safest way is to avoid the problem.
The Prince of Jin knew all along that she wouldn't admit it—she was like a little turtle, hiding her head before any trouble even started.
"And also, I will not let you down."
She will never turn into a bubble.
Of course, if faced with a life-or-death decision, Tang Zhuyun would probably stab him in the back.
Tang Zhuyun wondered, did he mean he didn't mind her identity as a transmigrator?
Whether it's genuine or feigned, since we're going to live under the same roof anyway, peaceful coexistence is the most important thing.
With that thought in mind, she declared loudly, "If Your Highness ever needs any help in the future, I will certainly do my best."
"There's nothing I need your help with!"
She tried to use her medical skills to persuade him, which angered the Prince of Jin.
He didn't need help that would drain her energy.
Tang Zhuyun chuckled, "Don't be so sure of yourself."
Just a few days ago, Song Jingyang brought a guard to ask her for help treating his old injuries.
The Prince of Jin said, "I forbid the use of medical skills to treat people lightly from now on, to avoid trouble."
Tang Zhuyun looked completely bewildered. What trouble?
However, she was too tired to chat idly with the Prince of Jin, so she yawned and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll go back and rest first."
Prince of Jin: "Remember!"
Tang Zhuyun rotated her wrist. "I've got it."
She went back, climbed into bed, and fell fast asleep.
She slept soundly until the afternoon when she was woken up by hunger and got up.
Yanran saw that she was awake, she pulled her to the next room.
The Prince of Jin had already given up; since he had already met with the Prince, he might as well just do things the way they were before.
He had already ordered the meal and was keeping it warm in the pot. When he saw her coming over, he told Xiu'er to serve the meal.
"A whole fish feast?" Tang Zhuyun looked at the table full of fish in surprise. "Is there a tradition of eating fish during the Dragon Boat Festival?"
"I'll eat what you give me," said the Prince of Jin.
Tang Zhuyun took a bite of the fish porridge and felt her long-empty stomach soothed, letting out a satisfied sigh.
Prince of Jin: She really does like it.
After finishing her meal, Yanran is now sitting next to Tang Zhuyun, resting her chin on her hand and watching her eat.
Tang Zhuyun picked up a piece of tender meat from the fish's belly for her. "Eating fish makes you smarter, be good, have some with your mother."
Yanran: "Father, you should eat too!"
Tang Zhuyun chuckled. "Your Highness, please eat more."
You need to take good care of your brain.
The Prince of Jin ignored her. Although he was sitting opposite her, he leaned back in his chair, holding official documents and looking quite pleased with himself.
While having dinner with Tang Zhuyun, Yanran suddenly tilted her head and asked, "Mother, when are you going to give me a little sister?"
Tang Zhuyun's hand trembled, and the fish fell back into the plate.
"Didn't your aunt just give birth to a little sister?"
"I want my own little sister, one born to Mother," Yanran said. "A little brother is fine too, as long as Mother gives me one. That's different; it'll be our own family."
Tang Zhuyun rubbed her nose, "Now that you have a younger sibling, you'll have to share the good food and toys with them..."
"Sure!" Yanran's eyes were filled with Jingjing anticipation.
Prince of Jin looked at Tang Zhuyun with a half-smile, wanting to hear what she had to say so he could have a better understanding of the situation.
Whether she can have children or not, he respects her wishes.
Tang Zhuyun was speechless, not knowing what to say next, when she heard Yanran mutter, "Actually, I know it's better to be taken care of, but I already have an older brother, and even if I wanted an older sister, Mother Consort can't have any more... so a younger brother or sister would be fine too."
Tang Zhuyun: "Then can you call me 'sister'?"
Prince of Jin: "..."
No, he doesn't want to be her father.
Yanran laughed heartily, "Mother, why are you so naughty?"
Tang Zhuyun changed the subject, saying, "Eat quickly, and after you finish, your mother will take you out to buy things."
The Prince of Jin asked, "What do you want to buy?"
"Tomorrow Sister Yuan's third-day celebration. Although it's not a big event, people from the Duke Meng's Residence will definitely come, so we need to make some preparations."
Since it has already been announced that Sister Yuan was born yesterday, then tomorrow is the day for her third-day celebration.
Yanran loved going out to play, so she happily agreed.
The Prince of Jin said calmly, "Song Jingyang, should we go and take a look at the weapons made at the blacksmith's shop today?"
Song Jingyang immediately replied, "That's right, I had almost forgotten if you hadn't mentioned it."
Xiu'er rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath, "If the prince hadn't said anything, this wouldn't have happened."
Creating something out of nothing, haha.
If he wants to go, he can go. Who can tie his legs? He just has to pretend.
The Prince of Jin was furious. "Song Jingyang, regarding the matter of sending someone to the Northwest for training, I still think you are the most suitable candidate..."
Song Jingyang immediately covered Xiu'er's mouth and pulled her out. "Your Highness, Her Highness is going out, I'll go get the carriage right away!"
Not to mention Tang Zhuyun, even Yanran was amused.
However, before Tang Zhuyun had finished eating, Song Jingyang rushed in and said, "Your Highness, the Emperor summons you to the palace."
The Prince of Jin asked calmly, "What did you say?"
"General Xue Shanting returned to the capital to meet the Emperor, who summoned the Crown Prince and all the princes to the palace."
Xue Shanting was stationed in Liaodong and recently won a battle. He returned to the capital to receive a reward, presumably because the emperor wanted to give him face.
Prince of Jin said to Tang Zhuyun, "I'll be right back. Be careful when you go out."
"It would be wonderful if he didn't go," Tang Zhuyun happily agreed. However, her joy turned to sorrow when she choked on a fishbone, coughing until her face turned red. After a flurry of activity, she finally managed to spit the fishbone out.
Xiu'er complained to her, "Even if you're happy, you should take it easy."
The Prince of Jin changed his clothes and stormed off.
It seems we still have to send Song Jingyang to the Northwest.
The Prince of Jin rode out on horseback, sitting on his back with a cold and aloof demeanor that kept strangers at bay; those who encountered him gave him a wide berth.
However, not long after they went out, their path was blocked.
Watching the Daoist priest in his robes, holding a peach wood sword, setting up an altar in the middle of the road and chanting incantations, Prince of Jin's face remained frosty. "Song Jingyang!"
Who is so audacious as to block the road and perform rituals? They are simply courting death!
Song Jingyang said, "Your Highness, you've forgotten, today is the Dragon Boat Festival, a day for exorcising evil spirits."
The Dragon Boat Festival is the first of the nine most poisonous days, hence the customs of drinking realgar wine and hanging mugwort. Many families also invite Daoist priests to perform rituals to exorcise evil spirits.
Prince of Jin: "Smash all supernatural and superstitious things! Issue my order: no more of these things!"