Poor Huaishang, so stingy, yet he's being ripped off.
If being single is a crime, let the law punish him, instead of letting Prince of Jin "hurt" him time and time again.
Poor single guy, this is just adding insult to injury.
"Your Highness, if you're really interested in matchmaking for Xue Lie, why not also arrange a match for Huaishang?"
Prince of Jin: "... Of course I would have liked to leave the best for him, but alas, he is so disappointing!"
"Because they're too stingy?"
"Um."
Oh well, then, he died a worthy death on the Huaishang.
Tang Zhuyun then returned to the main topic. "Since you did it on purpose, why are you still sad?"
Isn't this guy clearly trying to take advantage of the situation?
She was surprisingly cautious and cooperative.
The Prince of Jin said self-deprecatingly, "Although I knew the outcome would be this way, I still couldn't help but harbor some other hope."
Tang Zhuyun: Poor child.
It's bad enough that my mother is unreliable, but as it turns out, with an unreliable mother, even my previously relatively reliable father has become outrageous.
If she wasn't mistaken, Xiao Wu had likely played a role in stirring things up.
"She contacted me," the Prince of Jin said in a flat tone.
This statement came out of nowhere and left people scratching their heads.
"Who?"
"My mother."
Tang Zhuyun wasn't surprised at all.
As expected, it's just been confirmed.
What did she say?
Tang Zhuyun always spoke freely with the Prince of Jin, but when it came to Xiao Wu, she hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"My father intends to bestow upon her the title of Imperial Concubine."
Tang Zhuyun:???
The emperor's illness isn't in his heart, it's in his brain.
Such a troublesome woman, we didn't let her enter the palace more than twenty years ago, and now that she's old, are we trying to make it up to her?
"When the Empress Dowager was alive, Father Emperor still had some reservations," Prince of Jin said coldly. "When he wasn't around, Father Emperor was generally quite lucid."
Unfortunately, upon seeing Xiao Wu, reason turned to mush.
Tang Zhuyun secretly thought to herself, "What kind of stunning beauty is this? She's forty years old and still manages to bewitch the Emperor?"
Not to mention the emperor having three palaces and six courtyards, with young palace maids coming in one crop after another like leeks; even in ordinary wealthy families, in this era, a forty-year-old woman could be considered an old wife.
"If you're going to do something, do it all the way—isn't that the typical attitude older men have towards their wives?"
Is it simply that distance makes the heart grow fonder, or was the emperor just a hopelessly infatuated man?
"What happened back then," said the Prince of Jin, "Is so complicated that I can no longer distinguish between truth and falsehood."
Tang Zhuyun said softly, "Actually, that's not important anymore."
If the Xiao Family family members are all dead, perhaps Prince of Jin will have to carry the burden of hatred forever.
However, since the main character, Xiao Wu, is still alive, she knows the ins and outs of the family best, which actually lightens the burden on Prince of Jin.
Xiao Wu knew best what had happened back then.
She was the one whose entire family was killed, and she was also unkind to the Prince of Jin.
Selfishly, I thought I should just back out and let Xiao Wu do what she wants.
The Prince of Jin said, "That's not what she thought."
"She wants you to help her?"
The Prince of Jin grunted in response.
Seeing my birth mother wasn't as exciting as I'd imagined.
When mother and son meet, they are mostly silent.
Xiao Wu's "death" in the past blurred her past coldness and aloofness, leaving mostly positive impressions.
However, having witnessed Prince of Jin Tang Zhuyun's closeness to Linlin and Yanran, when Xiao Wu reappeared, he was more reminded of her ruthlessness.
In Tang Zhuyun's view, giving birth but not raising one is not even considered being a human being.
What disgusted Prince of Jin even more was that Xiao Wu repeatedly asked Prince of Jin to help her ascend to the Prince of Jin and to listen to her. Her words showed no remorse and were entirely self-centered.
Everyone says a mother and child are of one heart, but why does he only feel disgust for Xiao Wu?
Tang Zhuyun quickly pieced together her thoughts. "You don't want to help her, nor do you want to get involved, so you're just handing over the Golden Scale Guard?"
The Prince of Jin nodded.
"Then, could you ask the Emperor to grant you a fiefdom so we can leave the capital and get away from all this strife?"
"Um."
Tang Zhuyun: The surprise came so unexpectedly.
Ever since Nanny Rong "betrayed" her, one thing after another has been causing her endless trouble.
She's not the type to engage in palace intrigue at all!
"Have you spoken to the Emperor? Where are we going?"
Seeing that she looked like she couldn't wait to pack her bags, the Prince of Jin smiled wryly to himself, but also breathed a sigh of relief.
I thought you'd be reluctant to leave, after all, your father-in-law is still here.
"I'm a little reluctant to part with him," Tang Zhuyun said honestly, "But my father is only in his forties and doesn't need me to take care of him. My sister-in-law manages the household very well, so I don't need to worry."
The Prince of Jin said, "I don't know where we're going yet, but it will certainly make your life more comfortable."
He couldn't help but reach out and touch Tang Zhuyun's lower abdomen.
Their children, no matter where they are born, will have the love of parents and siblings.
Tang Zhuyun: "No."
"It will happen in the future," said the Prince of Jin. "Are you feeling unwell?"
Tang Zhuyun wanted to curse.
You've already taken advantage of her, and now that you think about it, she might be pregnant?
Haha, men.
Fortunately, there wasn't one at all.
"No."
"Then go to sleep quickly, you must be tired."
"Aren't you going to sleep yet?" Tang Zhuyun yawned.
I need to go to the outer study to take care of some things.
Oh, since you're preparing to leave Beijing, there must be many things to take care of.
Never mind, Tang Zhuyun is very happy anyway.
Saying goodbye to the troubles of the capital and hello to the future she was ready to embrace, she happily went to meet the Duke of Zhou a figure in Chinese mythology associated with dreams).
It must be said that hypnosis is remarkably effective on men.
The Prince of Jin covered her with the blanket, bent down and placed a light kiss on her forehead before getting up.
Eighth Master opened his mouth to say "Grandpa, come again," but was swept over by his cold, sharp eyes, and swallowed the words back down, drooping his head and closing his eyes to play the quail.
The Prince of Jin pushed open the door and went out.
The cold moonlight fell on him, making him appear even more icy.
He left the courtyard and slowly strolled to the outside of the Linlin courtyard.
As he expected, Linlin's room was still brightly lit.
Nanxing appeared, looking wary, then bowed and remained silent.
This is the rule of the Xiao Family's assassins; under these circumstances, no one is allowed to make a sound.
The Prince of Jin looked down at her and said, "She's back. You can choose whether to keep her or not."
Nanxing's body trembled, and he froze on the spot.
The Prince of Jin walked straight past her without lingering.
It wasn't until the Prince of Jin pushed open the door that Linlin, engrossed in her book, noticed his arrival. She stood up and smiled, saying, "Father, you've come."
The Prince of Jin's expression softened considerably. "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
In fact, he knew that Linlin was probably still awake, which was why he came over.
Linlin got up to pour him tea and said softly, "Before leaving the capital, I wanted to organize all my books one last time to see which ones would be easy to take with me. But while organizing, I got completely absorbed in this book I had in my hand..."
The Prince of Jin was pleased and said, "Don't be so blind. When I was your age, I always thought about how I could go to the battlefield..."