Seeing Xiu'er Song Jingyang bump into Qin Sang and cry bitterly, his eyes wide open as if he were about to die, and standing there like a wooden stake, Xiu'er couldn't help but say fiercely, "What are you doing here!"
Qin Sang wiped away her tears somewhat embarrassedly, lowered her head to compose herself for a moment, and when she looked up again, she was Yingying.
"I was worried about you and wanted to come pick you up. How can you be so insensitive!" she said, gently nudging Xiu'er.
When Song Jingyang saw that Xiu'er was angry, he panicked a little. What excuse could he come up with?
Seeing the teapot and teacups on the table, he had a sudden inspiration and said, "Let me pour you some tea, you can talk slowly."
Xiu'er: "Don't I have hands?"
Qin Sang smiled and stood up, saying, "It's getting late, I should head back. When things aren't so busy at the manor, Xiu'er, come talk to me."
Xiu'er looked at the dusk falling outside and said, "Alright, we'll take you back. It'll also help you get familiar with the way."
At her insistence, the two escorted Qin Sang back to her residence.
Qin Sang's shop is located in the front yard facing the street, while she lives in the back yard. It's a bustling and prosperous area, so it should be safe.
Qin Sang stood at the door and watched the two leave.
Song Jingyang held a lantern in one hand and tugged at Xiu'er's sleeve with the other.
"What are you doing, pulling and tugging at me?" Xiu'er's disdainful voice came from behind.
I'm not trying to take advantage of you, I'm just worried you might not see where you're going and fall.
"I'm not a child."
"Then I'm worried too."
Qin Sang sighed deeply, her eyes filled with admiration.
After Xiu'er returned, she told Tang Zhuyun about it.
"I should actually be happy for her," Xiu'er said. "She finally got out of her rut. But I don't know why, she just feels uneasy."
Such a heartbreaking exit, a one-sided love that ended before it even began, is truly poignant.
Tang Zhuyun said, "A short pain is better than a long one."
She could accept Qin Sang's identity, but the world wouldn't accept it, and Tang Mingfan wouldn't accept it either.
--Were there few women who wanted to marry Tang Mingfan in the past twenty years?
His love was buried with his beloved when she left...
"Hmm," Xiu'er said, "Although I felt sorry, I didn't show it at all in front of her."
"Well done." Tang Zhuyun then gave her a series of instructions about things at home.
"Your Highness, can you really go without me?" Xiu'er asked worriedly. "If you're bullied, who will help you scold them? You'll have to maintain your dignity and won't be able to get involved!"
Tang Zhuyun: "... I was fine when I went to the Xue Family."
"That's true, not having multiple wives and concubines is much less of a worry."
After thinking for a moment, Xiu'er added, "But you should still take Nanxing with you."
Those people from the Xue Family are too fierce; we need to bring someone who can fight them.
Tang Zhuyun said, "No need."
She didn't plan to bring the two children with her, to avoid being treated differently by the Xue Family, and asked Nanxing to stay and help take care of the children.
In the heat of the moment, the Xue Family inevitably went a bit too far with some of their actions.
But hearing Xiu'er mutter, she still said, "I'm not going to argue; there's no need to fight over such trivial matters."
After the Xue Family appeared, they approached the group with an irresistible enthusiasm, but they were not without flaws.
To be honest, Tang Zhuyun wasn't ungrateful, but this intense emotion was frightening.
However, she never revealed it, and her thoughts were on Tang Mingfan.
Tang Mingfan felt guilty, so she did something to improve the relationship between the two families and put his mind at ease.
Xiu'er said, "That's right, you're right, we're doing this for the master."
Actually, she was just enduring it.
The Xue Family spoke with absolute certainty; did they think they themselves were without fault?
If you're not crazy, why would you do something so stupid as to give your daughter away to someone else?
They did it all but won't admit it, and then they'll have to find someone to take the blame.
Tang Zhuyun said, "You and Lüzhu take good care of your sister-in-law, and don't let her worry about so many things during her postpartum period."
She didn't marry into the Tang Family to undergo a tribulation.
Xiu'er said, "Don't worry, I'm here! Come back soon, or I think the Prince will be so anxious he'll be scratching the walls."
"He's not a dog, why is he scratching the wall?" Tang Zhuyun laughed.
The dog scratched at the wall, Prince of Jin jumped over it.
Tang Zhuyun coaxed the two children to sleep, and both of them wanted Tang Zhuyun to come back as soon as possible.
Especially Yanran, who looked so pitiful.
"Mother, my brother can still study under the Great Confucian Scholar Kong, what am I doing at home during the day? Come back quickly."
Tang Zhuyun said, "Your father said he's been staying home with you these past few days, and your brother goes next door when he comes home in the evenings too."
The main thing is to create a quiet environment so that Meng Yulan have a proper postpartum recovery.
Yanran: "Then when will you be back, Mother? Give me a definite date."
Tang Zhuyun: "... Three days, I guess."
Three days at most.
Yanran sighed, "It's been so long! If I miss you, can I go to the Xue Family to see you?"
Before Tang Zhuyun could object, she said, "Forget it, I'm not going. I'm being dragged down by my father, and they don't like me either."
Tang Zhuyun chuckled and patted her head, saying, "You're such a little devil."
The Prince of Jin, who had just climbed onto the wall, sneezed twice.
Song Jingyang lowered his voice. "Your Highness, the wind is strong over the wall, please be careful."
We also have to be wary of Xiu'er suddenly appearing; it's too difficult.
Prince of Jin: "... Shut up."
Tang Zhuyun put the two children to sleep, then got up to pack her medicine kit, planning to treat Old Madam Xue's eyes first when she went there tomorrow.
"A-Yun."
Tang Zhuyun: "..."
She stood in front of the table, rolling her eyes. "Your Highness, are you sober now?"
The Prince of Jin lifted the curtain and came in, sitting down next to her at the table, forcing conversation even when there was none.
"What kind of medicine is this?" he asked, pointing casually to a small green porcelain bottle.
Tang Zhuyun: "It's nothing."
"Another kidney tonic?" Prince of Jin joked.
"No... Your Highness won't need it." Tang Zhuyun reached out to close the medicine box.
The Prince of Jin reached out to stop her, picking up the small medicine bottle. "Perhaps it could be better."
Oh my god, she just admitted for a second that she was indeed a little tempted, and he's already taking advantage of her and trying to flirt with her?
"So Your Highness has this peculiar fetish," Tang Zhuyun said with a forced smile. "Then why don't you give it a try? But I can't guarantee the results."
"Can't your medicine guarantee its effectiveness?"
Tang Zhuyun nodded seriously. "After all, I've never given a man lactation-inducing drug before, so I'm just waiting for Your Highness's feedback."
Prince of Jin: "..."
He threw the small porcelain bottle back as if he'd been electrocuted, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Tang Zhuyun, you did this on purpose!"
"How could I have done it on purpose? There were so many medicines, how did Your Highness find that one bottle so easily!"
And you still say it wasn't premeditated?
The Prince of Jin gritted his teeth. "Because that's the only bottle without any writing on it!"
"I'm afraid it'll be embarrassing if someone sees it." Tang Zhuyun rolled her eyes.
The Prince of Jin died.
Making conversation when you have nothing to say is really difficult.
"Go back to sleep." Tang Zhuyun closed the medicine box and yawned.
"Now that you're awake, I'm afraid you'll deny it," said the Prince of Jin.