Jinghua was disappointed, but she didn't press the matter and thanked Tang Zhuyun sincerely.
"If my sister-in-law remembers this in the future, she must send a letter to the Prince of Min's Residence."
Tang Zhuyun agreed.
Jinghua couldn't wait a moment longer and immediately took her leave.
The Prince of Jin sent someone to escort her, but she refused.
Clearly, she didn't want to make a big fuss.
The Prince of Jin did not force him.
After she left, Tang Zhuyun said, "She must have brought her own guards; I hope nothing bad has happened to her."
"She's been cunning since Zidu, she'll be fine," said the Prince of Jin.
Xiu'er noticed that Prince of Jin looked unwell and whispered to Tang Zhuyun, "Your Majesty, if the Heir to the Prince of Min really has this illness, do you think his wife can cure him?"
After all, he's someone who can even perform surgery on someone's face and cure disfigurement; in Xiu'er's eyes, he's two meters and eighty centimeters tall.
Tang Zhuyun: "She's not even clear-headed herself."
No, she had to write a letter to Ren Yingying.
Regardless of whether it's true or not, it's likely that no one from the Prince's residence passed on any sexual messages to Ren Yingying.
She had to tell Ren Yingying that her nominal husband had woken up and probably wouldn't be able to remain a widow for the time being.
By the way, nowadays, if someone is definitively diagnosed with madness, there's no guarantee they won't return to Beijing to recuperate.
When that time comes, you'll probably have to serve him; you should prepare in advance.
She bit her pen as she wrote and thought.
The Prince of Jin sat on the couch, seemingly lost in thought, holding a cup of tea but not bringing it to his lips for a long time.
No, Tang Zhuyun actually knew what he was thinking.
The emperor wants him dead...
Xiu'er, who was grinding ink for Tang Zhuyun, looked at what she was writing and whispered a reminder: "Your Highness, should you talk to the Crown Prince's wife and ask her to prepare a few more concubines?"
Tang Zhuyun: "Hmm? Who is it for?"
"Of course it's the foolish prince," Xiu'er said matter-of-factly. "Having more people to do the work makes it less tiring."
Tang Zhuyun: "If the young master recovers, with a few more people around, won't he be exhausted?"
The main problem is that the house is a mess, isn't that annoying?
If something were to happen to the Heir to the Prince of Min, we'd have to send people over, which would be too much trouble.
Tang Zhuyun quickly finished writing the letter, waiting for Xiao Ye to return in a couple of days before sending it away.
"It's late, you should go back and rest," Tang Zhuyun said to Xiu'er.
"You should go to sleep early too. We can talk about it tomorrow," Xiu'er said.
Tang Zhuyun: "... Okay."
As expected, Xiu'er understands her.
She just wanted to have a chat with the Prince of Jin.
"Are you still thinking about Jinghua?" Tang Zhuyun handed Prince of Jin a fresh cup of hot tea.
"I don't believe my father intends to kill me," said Prince of Jin.
If that were the case, there would be traces left behind.
But so far, apart from what Jinghua mentioned, there has been no trace of it with anyone else.
In particular, they have been in close contact with the Tang Family through letters. Now that Xiao Ye should still be on his way, Tang Mingfan will definitely inform him of any developments in the court.
Deploying troops is not as simple as saying a few words.
"I also think it's impossible," Tang Zhuyun said. "But I don't understand why Jinghua would go through such a long and complicated process, wasting so much time?"
Jinghua was clearly extremely Qu Nian and wanted to get back as soon as possible.
The Prince of Jin asked, "What if someone tries to take advantage of this situation?"
Tang Zhuyun asked in surprise, "You mean, to forge an imperial edict?"
The Prince of Jin nodded.
"Should we write a letter back and ask my father to investigate?"
Tang Mingfan was an expert in investigating cases, and no one understood the Emperor better than him.
The Prince of Jin said, "We must investigate this thoroughly. I will write a letter to my father-in-law, and also send letters to Huaishang and Pei Shen separately."
"Okay, hurry up and write, then go to bed early."
Now that the truth has come to light, they should continue on their journey.
The Prince of Jin looked somewhat hesitant.
Tang Zhuyun: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing much, I just wanted to mention something to you..." said the Prince of Jin.
"Speak up," Tang Zhuyun yawned, sounding annoyed, "Why are you beating around the bush with me?"
Have you suddenly realized that you face many constraints if you don't become emperor, and now you want to be emperor?
It's alright, she's very understanding and agrees.
Even if the timing isn't right, can't we at least have time to think about it?
Come on, tell me your grand plans, and I'll be your loyal listener.
Prince of Jin: "... Just now, Qu Nian mentioned to me that if I weren't a prince, he wanted to marry Qu Hua to me."
Tang Zhuyun: "..."
Holy crap!
Qu Nian, you're so mean! No wonder things aren't going well for you now.
No, no, no, she wasn't there back then. Was Qu Nian trying to be kind by introducing a potential partner to the Prince of Jin?
The Prince of Jin was in dire straits, Qu Nian saw through his facade to his true intentions—could this be considered a wise eye for talent?
"I didn't have that thought. Qu Hua was still young at the time, and she might not have known about it."
Tang Zhuyun: "Why did you suddenly decide to tell me this?"
This matter seems insignificant.
"I'm afraid it might cause misunderstandings later, and I'm also afraid that if I forget to mention it, you might hear about it from someone else, which wouldn't be good."
Tang Zhuyun laughed heartily, "You have a very high level of awareness! You can go even further!"
The emperor's throne rotates, next year it's my turn.
When the Prince of Jin went to write a letter, she added another page to Ren Yingying, rambling on and on.
My main thought is this: your sister-in-law almost married my man!
Between best friends, there are some things they can't wait to share.
Tang Zhuyun needs someone to be shocked and say "Holy crap, holy crap" with her.
She also casually mentioned her first impression of Jinghua —a woman with a tea-like demeanor, yet ruthless in her killings.
Yingying, if you and your sister-in-law live under the same roof in the future, please take good care of yourself!
Also, you need to quickly come up with a solution for your man's situation.
Five or six days later, while Ren Yingying was preparing Dog Meat, she received a letter from Tang Zhuyun.
She loosened her grip on Dog Meat, washing her hands as she said, "Dog Meat, you stay put. I'm going to see what your aunt wrote for me, whether she's trying to help you."
Qu Nian felt so ashamed and indignant that she wanted to die.
The solution Ren Yingying mentioned was related to his reluctance to find any female dogs!
Yes, he wasn't interested in Chow Chows at all, nor was he interested in any of the various large, medium, and small dogs that Ren Yingying had brought over when she had nothing better to do!
He has no interest in females, nor in males!
He is a person, a person, a person!
Ren Yingying was incredibly bored, spending all her time watching his trivial affairs.
He used to be indifferent to matters of men and women; does that mean there's something wrong with him?
Why can't you give a dog his own space? Why can't a single dog enjoy life? Why do you have to find him an annoying female?
Ren Yingying was equally frustrated. She discovered that her originally Lovely Dog Meat -like self had not only changed gender after transmigrating, but also seemed to have become abnormal?
She's not just making things up; there's something really wrong with the Dog Meat!
She still needs to have a good talk with Tang Zhuyun about these things!
She wiped her hands clean, unfolded the letter, and said, "Tell the messenger from the Prince of Jin's Residence to wait a moment; I have another reply to take back to them!"
So many complaints I need to vent, I just have to get them off my chest!