"Please don't take it out on Song Jingyang, this has nothing to do with him," Meng Yulan said with a smile. "You two are doing very well."
Xiu'er blushed slightly and muttered softly, "We'll see if he can recognize the situation then. If the prince is stubborn and he blindly follows him, then we can't keep him."
Even if you're married, you'd still have to find a way to get out of it, let alone if you're not married.
"Your Majesty is already having enough to worry about, I won't make things worse."
Tang Zhuyun teased her with a smile, "Don't say that. I'm not upset at all. The prince and I are doing just fine!"
She knew perfectly well that the Xiao Family was being unreasonable and that she couldn't blame Prince of Jin.
Xiu'er pursed her lips and didn't say anything.
The sound of Sister Yuan's giggles came from outside. The group looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Yanran was holding her hand and stroking Jiaojiao's hair.
Jiaojiao lay there motionless, not even reacting when her bottom was touched; instead, she looked at Little Tangyuan'er with great affection.
Seeing this, Meng Yulan panicked a little, stood up and quickly went out, saying, "Yanran, don't let your sister hurt Jiaojiao."
Tang Zhuyun: "... No, Yanran doesn't have much strength..."
"No, this little girl is very strong." Meng Yulan breathed a sigh of relief as she watched the wet nurse pick up Sister Yuan, and explained, "Do you believe that Sister Yuan broke the bamboo cradle by hitting it?"
Tang Zhuyun was taken aback; she had never realized the little guy was so strong.
Meng Yulan whispered, "Haven't you noticed that there are several more wet nurses in the manor?"
Tang Zhuyun: "I thought my sister-in-law wasn't satisfied, so she changed a few, and almost every time she came to see someone, it was different."
Meng Yulan was both amused and exasperated. "No, she can eat a lot, and she has a lot of strength when she nurses, so the wet nurses have to take turns feeding her."
Tang Zhuyun: "..."
Is he a genius?
"Grandmother said," Meng Yulan said, "That she herself possessed superhuman strength, Sister Yuan must have inherited it from her."
It turns out that the reason why Old Madam Xue was able to go to the battlefield was not because she had practiced martial arts since childhood, but because she relied on her superhuman strength to hone her skills at the last minute.
Even so, he accompanied Old General Xue in his invincible campaign.
Tang Zhuyun exclaimed in delight, "Why didn't you tell me about this sooner, sister-in-law?"
Meng Yulan said, "Only you think it's a good thing. For a girl, it's nothing to praise; being different from others means being looked at differently, so I didn't plan to let others know about it."
"That's true, we just need to know it ourselves," Tang Zhuyun said.
There were so many problems in ancient times!
Back in her courtyard, Xiu'er said to Tang Zhuyun, "Your Highness, you scared me to death!"
Tang Zhuyun: "?"
"You just said that Sister Yuan has superhuman strength, but you said it's a good thing. I'm really afraid that my aunt will suggest arranging a marriage between the children."
Tang Zhuyun: "That can't be, there's a six or seven-year age gap."
"That's hard to say. You'd better find an opportunity to reveal a little bit."
Indeed, there are too many cousins here; Tang Zhuyun needs to be prepared.
As dusk gradually fell, the setting sun cast long shadows.
Tang Zhuyun sat on a recliner under the grape trellis, swaying gently. Linlin practiced archery beside her, while Yanran played with Jiaojiao. Eighth Master finally opened his eyes on the pergola under the eaves.
"Where's the old man? Come in and have a seat."
Xiu'er: "I'm your grandpa!"
Eighth Master: "I'm your grandpa!"
Tang Zhuyun burst into laughter.
The only one who dared to take advantage of Xiu'er was Eighth Master.
Xiu'er said irritably, "I'm sending you back to the Prince's mansion!"
"The prince has arrived!"
"I'm terrified when the prince comes!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Jingyang cleared his throat behind him.
Even without turning around, Xiu'er knew that the Prince of Jin had arrived.
This person arrived before it even got dark, humph!
Prince of Jin walked over to Tang Zhuyun, and Song Jingyang winked at Xiu'er, signaling her to follow him out.
Xiu'er rolled her eyes, then hummed and followed him out.
"What are you doing?" Xiu'er asked irritably.
"Xiu'er, are you trying to break up with me again?" Song Jingyang hit the nail on the head.
Xiu'er: "It depends on how the prince performs."
Song Jingyang: "..."
He's so pitiful.
He knew he would be implicated by the prince.
There's a reason why he and Huaishang have been single for so many years.
Xiu'er glanced at Song Jingyang: "What's Your Highness's attitude?"
Song Jingyang: "... It's definitely not Her Majesty's fault."
"That's more like it." Xiu'er leaned against the door. "Don't talk nonsense in front of Nanny Jing when you get back, or she'll worry."
"Hehe, of course I know, I'm not stupid."
As long as he still cares about his mother, it means there's still hope for their relationship.
"What happened to your sleeve?" Xiu'er noticed with her sharp eyes that his sleeve seemed to have been torn.
"It got torn. Xiu'er, you really care about me. How about I take it off now and you sew it up for me?" Song Jingyang chuckled.
"Who cares about you? I care who's making this up," Xiu'er said, rolling her eyes.
Song Jingyang leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Xiao Pang."
Inside the room, Prince of Jin was also discussing this matter with Tang Zhuyun.
"I went to see Xiao Pang and asked him if there were any masters still alive in the Xiao Family."
It turns out that he had also begun to suspect the Xiao Family.
Tang Zhuyun breathed a sigh of relief, "Did he say anything?"
"He only said that someone should be alive. He was able to escape back then because someone helped him, but I couldn't get any other information from him."
"Could it be that he's deliberately hiding it?"
"No." The Prince of Jin's expression suddenly turned cold.
--Xiao Pang is now neither human nor ghost, addicted to some kind of drug and unable to extricate himself.
He used medicine as bait to get Xiao Pang to confess.
Tang Zhuyun assumed he had used some extraordinary means and didn't ask any further questions.
However, since the direction is the same, we'll have to investigate slowly.
"... There are some things you can discuss with my father," Tang Zhuyun said. "After all, he served as the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review for so many years; no one else can compare."
"Yes, that's what I think too."
"And," Tang Zhuyun said softly, "Even if it's Xiao Family, don't be sad. The Xiao Family is so large; it's hard to guarantee there aren't outsiders. And there's the case from back then..."
The Xiao Family may not be innocent.
She didn't dare say those words.
She said, "... Back then, the Emperor actually spared the Xiao Family. Wasn't your maternal grandmother...?"
"Yes," said the Prince of Jin, "Quite a few of the women of the Xiao Family survived."
"Then your mother..."
"My mother refused to live on, feeling that she had ruined the Xiao Family."
Tang Zhuyun gripped his hand tightly and remained silent for a long time.
"I'm fine." Prince of Jin gently embraced her. "I still have you."
Even if the sky were to fall, he would not fall.
"Let's go," Tang Zhuyun said after a moment of silence, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat. "It's time to change Nanny Rong's dressing. Is she alright?"
"You're still not fully awake. Come with me."
After saying this, the Prince of Jin took her hand and led her to the bedside.
Tang Zhuyun:???
Does excessive pressure on men cause stress to be channeled into that area?
"I'm not quite there yet, I'm not done..." Tang Zhuyun said.
The Prince of Jin chuckled, "Fool, what are you thinking!"