Oh, no, that's not it.
Qingfeng was Prince of Jin's spy.
"You suspect there's more to the story of the Xiao Family back then?" Tang Zhuyun was somewhat bewildered.
She must have misunderstood.
Otherwise, how could she possibly believe that the Prince of Jin no longer trusts the Xiao Family's innocence?
What is all this?!
For so many years, he endured and schemed for the sake of the Xiao Family... and now you're telling him that the Xiao Family fate?
This shouldn't be the case.
Tang Zhuyun said, "Calm down. I don't think this is as simple as it seems. Could it be that Qingfeng has a problem, or that the information he received is flawed?"
Why would the Prince of Zhenbei's Residence, which was perfectly well-off, plot a rebellion?
She could hardly believe that what she had fought for for so many years had suddenly become a joke—who could bear such a blow?
The Prince of Jin said, "Although it's uncertain, it's probably very likely."
Tang Zhuyun took a deep breath, and after a moment of consideration, said, "I just want to ask you something."
"Um?"
"How exactly does the Xiao Family treat you?"
"Very good. My maternal grandparents, uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters, they've all been very good to me."
There was a question that was on Tang Zhuyun's lips, but she didn't ask it.
She wanted to ask, "Is your mother good to you?"
But didn't we already know the answer from the name the Prince of Jin once had?
Jianqi, who rejected you?
The answer is obvious.
Because in the Xiao Family, Xiao Wu was the closest to the Prince of Jin.
Xiao Wu was actually the apple of the eye in the Xiao Family, and the Prince of Jin received the same treatment because of this affection.
Xiao Wu refused, and no one dared to give the Prince of Jin of Jin that name.
Tang Zhuyun didn't know much about Prince of Jin's past, and it was even more difficult for her to empathize with him.
But the name Xiao Jianqi evoked a feeling of pity for Prince of Jin.
"Since they've been so good to you, what's wrong with wanting to seek justice for them?"
The Prince of Jin remained silent.
Tang Zhuyun stood up and looked up at him slightly, their eyes meeting, her gaze calm and firm.
She said, "When it comes to stances, it's always about personal relationships. You were raised by the Xiao Family since you were little, you're close to the Xiao Family, so isn't it reasonable that you don't believe they would do something so rebellious?"
"Isn't this a case of being unable to distinguish right from wrong?" the Prince of Jin retorted.
"If I am bullied, will Your Highness's first reaction be to avenge me, or to blame me for being indecent?"
"A-Yun, you mustn't say that."
"What's there to regret about protecting those close to you, being so devoted and loyal?" Tang Zhuyun said. "You may have made mistakes, so what? Just accept the consequences. I'll be there for you. We have a clear conscience."
I was cursing in my heart. Why are you rebelling when you're living a good life, Xiao Family?
But what she said was, "Honey, honey, I'll be with you."
She went further and further down the path of schizophrenia.
It turns out that the Prince of Jin didn't return last night because he was devastated by this incident.
After finishing his meal, the Prince of Jin spoke with her for a while before leaving.
Xiu'er couldn't help but ask Tang Zhuyun, "Your Highness, when the Prince closed the door, did he try to bewitch you?"
"Um?"
"If they won't let me hear, it can't be anything good," Xiu'er said confidently.
Tang Zhuyun: "... I guess so."
She was still immersed in the Prince of Jin's wild imagination, feeling a sense of unreality.
What's wrong with this world?
When she first started having these wild ideas, she was smugly pleased with herself, thinking that her man would control the world, and she would control men.
In hindsight, it was all just wishful thinking?
The woman who can truly control a man is someone at the very top of the pyramid.
But clearly, it wasn't her.
Xiu'er said angrily, "You didn't just agree on a whim, did you?"
Tang Zhuyun slumped onto the table, saying weakly, "What can I do? I guess I'll just have to go wherever my husband takes me, whether he's a chicken or a dog."
For her, the Prince of Jin's power existed only in legends and... in bed.
But today, listening to his detailed analysis and planning for her, she felt for the first time that Prince of Jin was truly remarkable.
How did she end up with such a wonderful man?
Hearing Tang Zhuyun's sigh, Xiu'er muttered, "This servant doesn't know if the Prince is truly capable or just pretending, but in your eyes, he is definitely real."
"No, this is definitely not blind worship," Tang Zhuyun said. "You'll see later, anyway, it's really amazing."
Xiu'er's analogy is actually quite apt.
The Prince of Jin was like a lone wolf in the wilderness, planning carefully before acting, and his moves were swift, ruthless, and precise.
Even when injured, he silently licks his wounds, recovers at an astonishing speed, and continues to find his place.
What Tang Zhuyun didn't expect was that his ambition seemed unchanged.
"Your Majesty, please reveal a little bit."
Tang Zhuyun refused. "No."
If you knew beforehand, would it still look the same?
"It's definitely not good news," Xiu'er snorted. "Otherwise, you can't be so guilty. Anyway, I don't care. If the prince goes too far, I'll definitely speak up."
Tang Zhuyun chuckled, "Alright, don't upset the Prince lately, he's in a bad mood."
After she finished speaking, she started rolling the pills again.
Xiu'er leaned closer to help her, tentatively asking, "Could it be a contraceptive?"
"Yes."
Xiu'er looked at her with exasperation. "Your Majesty, listen to advice and eat your fill!"
"It's not that I don't want to," Tang Zhuyun said, "Actually, you're absolutely right, I completely agree. It's just that getting pregnant now, and giving birth in the hottest time of the year, would be too much suffering."
Another reason she couldn't say was that she and the Prince of Jin were about to face a huge upheaval, and it wasn't a suitable time for her to get pregnant.
Xiu'er said, "That's true. But you should take less medicine. I'm always terrified every time I take it. If you keep taking it like this, how will you be able to have children in the future!"
"Yes, you can. Just stop having children for a month before trying." Tang Zhuyun was quite confident in her profession.
What if I get pregnant this month?
Tang Zhuyun: "Can't we be pure of heart and have few desires?"
Xiu'er pouted. "You really want to."
The question is, will the prince agree?
Tang Zhuyun: "Let's not talk about Huaishang, or his ears Zidu get hot, haha..."
Just then, a maid came to report that Madam Qin had arrived.
Xiu'er went out and welcomed the person in.
"Your Majesty, please forgive my poor appearance." Madam Qin must not have slept well these past few days; even thick makeup couldn't hide the dark circles under her eyes. "It was made by my second brother's wife."
"Just ordinary," Tang Zhuyun said calmly.
Women are not allowed to leave their homes, and they are forced to place their honor and disgrace solely on men.
Under such oppressive circumstances, is power struggles within the household perhaps a way to relieve stress?
Qin Li remained unmarried, which led his half-brother and sister-in-law to harbor unrealistic hopes that the title would fall into their family's hands.
Later, when Qin Li got married, they felt that the fat duck they had almost gotten was about to fly away, so they started to have wicked ideas.
Everyone said that Madam Qin couldn't have children, and they were worried, so they buried a heinous drug, bought at great expense, in the flowerpots in Qin Li and his wife's new house, to prevent Qin Li from having normal fertility...
Madam Qin acted swiftly and decisively, uncovering the truth of the matter within a few days, and then came to thank Tang Zhuyun in a special way.
Without Tang Zhuyun's guidance, she probably would never have discovered it and would have only thought that she was infertile.