How dare the Prince of Jin turn back?
Linlin wasn't there, so he went to Yanran's room first.
Yanran was sleeping soundly, her hair hanging down to her feet, and most of the blanket had fallen to the floor.
Prince of Jin pushed open the door and entered. Jiaojiao looked up at him, then lay down again and closed her eyes, pretending to sleep.
Prince of Jin bent down to cover Yanran with the blanket. The dim candlelight in the corner allowed him to see Yanran's increasingly beautiful face.
She really does look very much like Xiao Wu.
My dearest daughter, protect your mother and brother. You are my most beloved daughter, and always will be.
After leaving Yanran's room, Prince of Jin went to see the twins.
Wuji woke up, and his wet nurse was feeding him.
When the Prince of Jin arrived, the wet nurse was flustered and at a loss.
Prince of Jin waved his hand and said, "Go to the west side room, I've come to see Wuxian."
"Yes."
He walked to the cradle and stared at his third son.
Wuxian's large, bright, and direct eyes stared straight at his father, unmoving.
The Prince of Jin was amused by his appearance and bent down to touch his face.
Wuxian turned his face away in disgust.
Don't touch his face!
Prince of Jin laughed and scolded, "You Xiao Huai! You're the most troublesome one. Why aren't you asleep yet? Don't bother your mother, or I'll spank you when we get back."
Wuxian remained calm.
What are you saying? I don't understand, and I don't care at all.
But could you please not block my view of the light?
After Wuji was carried out, Prince of Jin patted him to help him burp, then handed him back to the wet nurse, saying in a deep voice, "Take good care of him; he will be your lifelong support."
A wet nurse was the most respectable servant in her master's household.
The wet nurses all agreed.
The Prince of Jin then took off a jade thumb ring and handed it to the wet nurse, instructing, "Give it to Madam Song tomorrow, and say it's for Guagua."
The wet nurse hurriedly and respectfully accepted it.
Only then did the Prince of Jin leave.
He went to the outer study to put on his armor, then went out, mounted his horse, and took one last look at the Prince's mansion in the dim morning light. He spurred his horse and galloped towards the reviewing stand, with his guards following closely behind.
Ren Yingying came to find Tang Zhuyun early in the morning.
"Huh? Where did they go? Did they all go with us?"
Tang Zhuyun replied irritably, "In the kitchen."
Ren Yingying sniffed, "I knew it smelled so good. Oh, fried dough sticks, I'll have one!"
Did you wash your hands?
"I washed them, I washed them." Ren Yingying was scalded and gasped for breath. Looking at the huge bowl full of fried dough sticks, she exclaimed in shock, "Tangbao, are you frying so many to treat the whole mansion to fried dough sticks?"
The question is, shouldn't we eat zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) during the Dragon Boat Festival?
Tang Zhuyun: "I'm treating you to a meal, do you have a problem with that?"
Ren Yingying pouted. "You're being argumentative today!"
Can't you see I'm in a bad mood?
"If I hadn't known you were in a bad mood, would I have given up my nice lie-in to come and keep you company?" Ren Yingying snorted, sitting in front of the stove to help her tend the fire, while Dog Meat lay beside her watching.
It must keep a close watch on its master, and also be kept a close watch on by its master, lest it be possessed by Qu Nian again.
Tang Zhuyun: "I was fine when you didn't come, but seeing you makes me want to cry again."
I felt extremely wronged and sad.
She held the long chopsticks, her arm suspended in mid-air, and sniffed.
Ren Yingying stood up and hugged her. "Look at you, so pathetic. Go ahead and cry. I'm not laughing at you."
"Alright, stop crying, don't burn the pot," Tang Zhuyun said.
Ren Yingying: "..."
"Tell me something happy." Tang Zhuyun stirred the fried dough sticks in the hot oil pan, and couldn't help but recall what Prince of Jin had told her about the cook falling into the pot.
I didn't feel it when he was here, but after he left, I felt it; seeing anything reminds me of him.
Ren Yingying ate her fried dough stick, her eyes darting around rapidly.
"A happy thing... does making Qu Nian jump up and down in anger count?"
What did you do to upset him this time?
"He's always flirting with me, and it's that greasy, domineering CEO kind of flirting, you know?"
Honestly, who do they think they are!
She may have never eaten pork, but she's certainly seen a pig run!
Tang Zhuyun silently shed a tear of bitterness for Qu Nian.
To catch up with Ren Yingying, Qu Nian felt that the task was arduous and the road ahead was long.
Not long after the Prince of Jin left, an uninvited guest arrived at his residence.
Moreover, the moment this person arrived, the mansion was thrown into chaos.
At that time, Tang Zhuyun, Ren Yingying, Xiu'er, Mingzhu, and the others were enjoying watermelon and cooling off in the courtyard with the children.
This is genuine gossip, and it's real gossip.
The sweet honeydew melon was being devoured most happily by Song Guagua, whose mother had cut off the top of the melon because of the heat, and juice dripped all over her.
Wuji ate without looking up.
Wuxian, however, insisted on having the melon cut into small pieces and being fed to him, refusing to eat it himself.
However, the people in the Prince's mansion are used to it now; this guy just doesn't follow the usual path.
"Princess Consort, Princess Consort!" Jinjin rushed in, flustered. "The Prince wants you to leave!"
"He tells me to leave, so I'll leave!" Ren Yingying rolled her eyes. "Come on, let's eat some melon seeds. I told you I needed you, why are you looking for him if you're not going to eat melon seeds?"
"No!" Jinjin exclaimed anxiously, "It's the princess who's here!"
"Princess? Which princess?" Ren Yingying didn't react for a moment. "Ah? Qu Hua is here?"
Jinjin nodded hurriedly, finding it somewhat difficult to speak.
She whispered, "The moment the princess saw the prince, she slapped him across the face."
Ren Yingying immediately threw down the melon, wiped her hands, stood up, and said, "Has a fight broken out? Let's go, let's go see!"
Even real melons don't taste as good as this one.
And then there's Xiuer, a mischievous Xiu'er loves to stir up trouble, chiming in, "Let's go, let's go, we'll miss it if we're late. Your Majesty, watch the child, wait for me to come back so you can learn!"
Tang Zhuyun: "..."
Everything was arranged perfectly.
Jinjin whispered, "No, they didn't fight."
Ren Yingying immediately lost all interest. "What's the point then? I'm not going."
Xiu'er: "How about we go outside and pour some oil on it?"
Ren Yingying: "No, Qu Hua too ruthless, I'm a little scared."
Xiu'er: "They really are bullies who prey on the weak and fear the strong."
(Qu Nian: Who went soft?)
Jinjin said anxiously, "Princess Consort, please go out quickly! The Prince is waiting for your help! He said he couldn't fight with the Princess, but now that they're married, you can teach the Princess a lesson."
Ren Yingying simply plopped down on the floor. "I'm not going. Let Qu Hua slap me a couple more times. Anyway, they're siblings, they don't hold grudges."
Jinjin was the most timid, Qu Nian always threatened to sell her, so Jinjin had no choice but to help him.
She was so anxious that she almost cried Ren Yingying didn't leave.
Xiu'er said, "Are you going or not? If you're not going, I'll go."
This really slows down the speed at which you can eat your fill of this gossip.
Ren Yingying: "Let's go, let's go take a look."
It's quite satisfying to see Qu Nian get beaten up unilaterally.
The brother and sister outside were on the verge of exchanging blows.
Qu Hua slapped her own brother the moment they met.
Just as she was about to hit him again, Qu Nian grabbed her wrist.
"Qu Jinghua, are you crazy?!"