Tang Zhuyun had prepared allergy medication after her last allergic reaction, and she never expected to actually need it.
Xiu'er came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes and exclaimed in surprise when she saw Tang Zhuyun's face, "Your Highness, what's wrong?"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the room, led by Prince of Jin, rushed out.
Tang Zhuyun covered her face with her hands. Was it really that hard to avoid being seen in this embarrassing state?
Xiu'er told her in her loud voice, "It's difficult, really difficult."
"I drank some realgar wine..." Tang Zhuyun said, "I'm feeling a little unwell, but I'll be fine after taking some medicine. You guys continue chatting, I'm going to get some medicine."
The Prince of Jin strode forward, scooped her up in his arms, and carried her to her room.
Everyone: "..."
Yanran and Linlin wanted to come in, but Prince of Jin stopped them, saying, "You don't need to come in. I'm fine as long as I'm here."
After saying that, he kicked the door shut from inside the house.
Xiu'er suddenly realized, "Nanxing, did the Prince ask you to take advantage of the situation and drug the Empress?"
How despicable!
Song Jingyang waved his hands repeatedly. "How could that be? How could His Highness harm the Empress? Don't talk nonsense."
Xiu'er snorted, "He doesn't think he's harming Your Majesty at all; he might even think it's good for Her Majesty! Your Majesty, I'm here!"
We can just take a cold shower; we don't need a man.
Song Jingyang held her tightly. "Little Miss, stop making a scene. Didn't you see that your in-laws and uncle haven't said anything yet? Why are you getting involved?"
Tang Baixin asked worriedly, "A-Yun, is your face alright?"
Tang Zhuyun: "It's alright, the medicine will do the trick."
She pushed away the Prince of Jin was holding her tightly, "Your Highness, what's wrong?"
She's just having an allergic reaction; please don't imagine any dramatic, life-or-death situations.
Sorry, she won't die.
After she wanted to be a widow, does he now want to be a widower?
Prince of Jin: "Do you want some water? I'll take you back to the palace."
Tang Zhuyun looked completely bewildered. "Don't I have water at home?"
Prince of Jin: "The Prince's residence has a birthday gift I sent you, that large wooden sea vessel."
Tang Zhuyun: "Your Highness, you don't believe Xiu'er's words and think I'm really under some kind of spell and need to take a cold bath, do you?"
Even if it's really necessary, it doesn't need to be that big. It's a blue whale!
The Prince of Jin looked pained. "It was my fault for neglecting to let you touch realgar; it's all my fault..."
Tang Zhuyun: "Your Highness, do you know that I cannot touch realgar?"
How could he know something she wouldn't even know if she didn't try it herself?
The Prince of Jin almost bit his lip until it bled, finally deciding to reveal his true feelings. "A-Yun, you don't need to lie to me anymore, I understand."
Tang Zhuyun: "What did you find out?"
She's getting more and more confused.
The Prince of Jin simply laid it all out, lowering his voice to whisper in her ear, "I know you're a sea siren, a little mermaid."
Tang Zhuyun: Huh? What the heck?
The Prince of Jin, pressing his advantage, revealed all his guesses and declared, "... No matter your background, I will never despise you; I will always treat you as my only wife and protect you..."
Tang Zhuyun: "Stop!"
She told him the story of the Little Mermaid, and he immediately identified with her; if she told him the story of the Seven Fairy Maidens, wouldn't he feel like he was the Cowherd?
The prince is seriously mentally ill!
Please take some medicine right away!
After calming down for a while and taking countless deep breaths, Tang Zhuyun finally found her voice and said with a face that was almost swollen like a pig's head, "Your Highness, please let me take my medicine first, or I really will transform!"
I'll turn into a pig and root up your rotten cabbage, believe it or not!
The Prince of Jin checked repeatedly, then put her down and went to get her medicine himself.
Tang Zhuyun took the medicine and drank a large glass of water, pretending that she was drinking water poured out of Prince of Jin's brain.
"Why isn't it better yet?" Prince of Jin asked, looking at her face.
"It's not going to get better, I need to transform."
Prince of Jin: "..."
Tang Zhuyun: "Your Highness, I'm not a sea monster, I'm not a little mermaid, can I just be a human?"
Prince of Jin: "I know you want to be a human being."
Could it not be like it is now?
Tang Zhuyun has gone mad.
She gave Prince of Jin a long explanation, dismantling one by one his "evidence" that proved she came from the seabed. Turning to the still skeptical Prince of Jin, she said, "Your Highness, don't forget, it's you who's afraid of the peach wood sword, not me! Do you need to kill a dog right now and pour a bucket of its blood on me to prove I'm human and not a demon?"
"Besides, the discomfort I felt after saving people was because I was tired. Because I am human, a real human being, so I get tired, you understand?"
Treating and saving lives is also physically demanding work!
Where's the tofu? She wants to find a piece of tofu and bump into it.
She wanted to suggest to the Prince of Jin, "Why don't you write Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio? It might make you famous for all time than if you rebelled."
After all, her modern experience told her that she knew little about most of the emperors in history, but she knew about Mr. Pu Songling!
She desperately wanted to crack open the Prince of Jin's skull and see what was inside!
Prince of Jin: "Why is your face still not well?"
"Because what I took was medicine, not an elixir of immortality, much less a demon pill, my illness is progressing slowly, and I need to recover gradually. Is this explanation satisfactory, Your Highness?" Tang Zhuyun said, barely suppressing the urge to pound the bed.
The Prince of Jin confirmed it several more times, and his expression still showed that he couldn't quite accept the fact that she was human.
Tang Zhuyun: Please let lightning strike me dead!
A rumble of thunder sounded outside.
Tang Zhuyun: "..."
Damn it, are you trying to scare me?!
The Prince of Jin looked anxious. "A-Yun, don't be afraid."
Tang Zhuyun said expressionlessly, "Of course I'm not afraid. I don't need to undergo a tribulation of lightning. Your Highness, it's getting late. We're not even married yet, are we? Can't we be a little more mindful of our image?"
She opened the door, and outside, everyone was sitting around the stone table, enjoying the cool air and eating melons.
--He's probably secretly gossiping about her too.
Tang Mingfan asked, "A-Yun, have you applied any medicine to your face?"
"I've taken my medicine." Tang Zhuyun sat down next to him, not wanting to pay any attention to Prince of Jin.
Xiu'er handed her a piece of melon, saying, "This melon is very sweet; I saved it especially for you."
Tang Zhuyun took the food and said, "I heard thunder just now. Is it going to rain heavily tonight? Let's pack up what we need to pack after we finish eating."
As she spoke, she lowered her head and took a bite of the melon.
"Who's here?" Prince of Jin suddenly asked. "Song Jingyang, go out and see!"
Song Jingyang tossed aside the melon rind, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said, "Why does it seem like quite a few people have arrived?"
As he walked out, the guards' voices rang out. "Who are you? How dare you! How dare you force your way in—guards, stop them!"
As soon as the words were spoken, a familiar, arrogant voice came from outside. "Get out of the way, or don't blame your grandfather's silver spear for not recognizing anyone."
Xue Lie, the Little Conqueror of the Silver Spear, is here!
They come knocking on our door in the dead of night, do they really think the Prince of Jin is made of clay?
Tang Zhuyun silently gave him a thumbs up for his ignorance and fearlessness.