Tang Zhuyun said, "You guessed right."
She was closest to Prince of Jin, and Prince of Jin knew Nanny Rong better than she did. If she didn't talk to Prince of Jin, who else could she talk to?
"That's fine," Xiu'er said, "It'll save us from guessing and getting annoyed. There's just one thing—"
"Um?"
"I don't think even the Prince knows. He respects her, but he probably can't possibly guess what she's thinking."
Tang Zhuyun actually found it to make a lot of sense.
But that night, she still told Prince of Jin everything about Nanny Rong's return and what she had said to her.
She believes she hasn't embellished anything and is fairly objective.
Prince of Jin laughed and said, "Nanny is naturally biased towards me. You don't need to take some of her words to heart."
No, he seems a bit like a scumbag.
Tang Zhuyun raised an eyebrow. "Which ones don't need to be taken to heart?"
The Prince of Jin said, "Men are like trees, and women are like vines. My A-Yun is so amazing, I'm looking forward to benefiting from your divine physician skills."
Tang Zhuyun couldn't help but smile.
That scoundrel, his mouth is getting sharper and sharper.
"Then what are you, and what am I?"
"I am a tree, just like any other man," said the Prince of Jin. "But you are the sun, and I am the tree closest to the sun."
The Sun Tree, I suppose...
Tang Zhuyun: "How many times tonight?"
The Prince of Jin was taken aback by this sudden turn of events and tentatively asked, "Once?"
She's been really exhausted lately, and I feel a little guilty about putting herself through all that trouble.
He was constantly torn between self-reproach and his rampant, unchecked desires.
Tang Zhuyun held up two fingers and said decisively, "Twice!"
Prince of Jin: "?"
Tang Zhuyun: "This is a reward for your sweet talk!"
She had no choice but to accept the sweet talk.
The Prince of Jin laughed heartily.
He said to Tang Zhuyun, "Nanny Rong has been with my mother for many years. If she wanted to harm me, she wouldn't have waited until now."
"It's about me now."
"I was Nanny Rong by Granny Rong, she knows my personality," said Prince of Jin.
"What's your personality like?" Tang Zhuyun raised an eyebrow at him.
"Even a worn-out broom is treasured."
Tang Zhuyun: "..."
The Prince of Jin put his arm around her waist. "Whether she meant it or not, I will bring it up again."
"Will you think I'm petty?"
"No, you must tell me if anything happens." Prince of Jin pinched her nose. "Are you hungry? Have you prepared something delicious for your husband?"
Tang Zhuyun: "Linlin hasn't come back yet. Have a couple of snacks to tide you over."
Prince of Jin picked up a pastry and took a bite, saying, "If you encounter anything you don't understand about matters in the manor and feel embarrassed to ask Nanny Rong, just tell me, and I'll go."
Tang Zhuyun agreed.
"Oh, right," the Prince of Jin added, "the Xue Family will be leaving after the fifteenth. You can decide what kind of gifts to prepare. On the day they leave, I'll go with you to see them off."
He wasn't a particularly polite person, but he still couldn't neglect his wife's family.
As they were talking, Linlin returned, and the whole family ate together without further ado.
After returning to the mansion, Nanny Rong remained as reclusive as before, keeping a low profile and not making any moves. She neither tried to curry favor with Tang Zhuyun nor did she try to annoy her.
Xiu'er couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, did we misunderstand Nanny Rong before?"
Tang Zhuyun said, "Time will tell. It's too early to talk about such things now."
Xiu'er nodded.
"By the way, have you sent out the holiday gifts for the Qiao Family?" Tang Zhuyun asked.
"I delivered it myself," Xiu'er said.
Tang Zhuyun was amused by her. "What, went to spy on the enemy?"
"You do not say!"
"Is there anything to report? Do not delay military intelligence," Tang Zhuyun said solemnly.
"There aren't any serious ones," Xiu'er muttered.
Tang Zhuyun's smile widened. "What's so improper about that? Tell me."
Xiu'er said, "This servant encountered Wei Xuan."
Tang Zhuyun: Oh, another failed attempt with an ex-boyfriend.
"Isn't that normal? Wei Xuan likes Qiao Jiao." Tang Zhuyun said casually, picking up the new rouge that Qin Sang had just sent over and examining it.
Qin Sang's rouge became more and more refined, and the color became more and more natural.
This is one of the Mid-Autumn Festival gifts she sent.
Qin Sang meant what she said and truly never created any more opportunities for her to meet or spend time with Tang Mingfan.
Tang Zhuyun sighed inwardly, "Those who have struggled in the mortal world are always clear-headed."
Xiu'er asked, "Do you know why Wei Xuan is moved?"
"Hmm? Tell me about it."
On a rainy day, he ran into Qiao Jiao at the inn, and Qiao Jiao gave him an umbrella.
Tang Zhuyun: "It's that simple?"
Xiu'er slapped her thigh. "Isn't that right? If I had known, you should have given him two! You were so ignorant!"
Tang Zhuyun laughed loudly, "I'm afraid even twenty of them wouldn't be of any use."
Is the umbrella important? What matters is the person who brings it to you.
"Then Wei Xuan was smitten and wanted to pursue Qiao Jiao," Xiu'er said, "But Qiao Jiao ignored him, which only made him more persistent. Sure enough, chasing after someone doesn't work. Your Majesty, you were too lenient with him back then."
This man shouldn't be fawned over; he's better kept on tenterhooks.
I wonder if the Empress understood the hidden meaning in her words.
--We must not indulge the prince, allowing him to take whatever he wants and make insatiable demands.
Tang Zhuyun, however, didn't notice and clicked her tongue in amazement, saying, "So that's the kind of thing he likes."
Good Xiu'er, you're a master at gathering information.
"And," Xiu'er said, "Your Highness, this servant is certain that Qiao Qiao has developed feelings for the Prince."
What do you mean?
"When I went to deliver the festival gifts, she kept saying how kind her cousin was and how she wanted to thank him, without mentioning thanking you at all."
Thanking my cousin was all a pretense; seeing him was the real purpose.
"It's alright, I can see it, but I can't touch it," Tang Zhuyun said calmly.
"I'm afraid that my uncle will take advantage of our kindness and force Qiao Qiao into the household."
"He's not so foolish as to willingly offer his daughter as a concubine," Tang Zhuyun said. "Besides, it's not like he's forcing her on me; the Prince is there to protect me."
"Your Majesty, I'm not afraid of thieves stealing from me, but I'm afraid of them eyeing me. The thought of them makes me sick every time I think about them."
There's nothing we can do about it, unless a thief steals it.
Tang Zhuyun had her own principles. If the other party was just fantasizing about Prince of Jin, she would be unhappy but there was nothing she could do. However, if Qiao Qiao dared to take action, then she would have to fight back.
As the mistress and servant were talking, a maidservant announced from outside the courtyard that Linlin had arrived with Xiyou.
It turned out that the two brothers had gone down the mountain to buy things, Xiyou was feeling a little unwell, so Linlin brought him back to ask Tang Zhuyun to take a look.
The disease affecting Xiyou is like a time bomb; you never know when it will explode.
Tang Zhuyun breathed a sigh of relief after examining Xiyou and laughed, "You gave me quite a fright. It's nothing serious, just a bit of heatstroke from the lingering summer heat. A little Huoxiang Zhengqi Water will do the trick, and a good night's sleep will make it all better."
Xiyou rested in Linlin's courtyard.
"Her Majesty has already sent someone to tell Great Confucian Scholar Kong that there's no need to worry, so you can rest here without worry," Xiu'er said quickly.