Ren Yingying: Pretending to have amnesia, do not disturb.
Tang Zhuyun hurriedly went to Ren Yingying's room and found that the situation inside was not much different from when she left.
Ren Yingying, lying there seemingly asleep, is surrounded by four beautiful concubines on high alert, a dog half-asleep, and Qu Nian, everyone's "public enemy."
When Qu Nian saw Tang Zhuyun enter, he asked nervously, "Have you thought of something again?"
Tang Zhuyun: "... Yingying! Wake up, help!"
Ren Yingying rubbed her sleepy eyes, looked at the ceiling and then at Tang Zhuyun.
"Tangbao, where are we? Who are they?!"
Tang Zhuyun: "Stop talking nonsense, come with me to rescue them."
Who to save?
"My lord."
"You..."
Ren Yingying was about to ask, "What's wrong with your man?" when she suddenly remembered that she was still suffering from "amnesia," so she got up and asked, "Who is your prince?"
Tang Zhuyun pulled her along, saying, "You'll see when you get there."
Before Ren Yingying had even finished putting on her shoes, Tang Zhuyun pulled her outside.
The four beautiful concubines looked at each other in bewilderment.
Judging from what just happened, it seems the Crown Princess doesn't recognize them?
Feeling completely lost, they couldn't help but look at Qu Nian.
Qu Nian was also in shock.
--Ren Yingying, don't you recognize him?
Without thinking twice, he hurriedly followed them out.
Tang Zhuyun led Ren Yingying to the Prince of Prince of Jin's outer study, checked the items one by one, and then quickly re-treated and stitched up the Prince of Jin's wound, and gave him anti-infection medicine.
After using her, she abandoned her support.
"Alright, go back and continue with your amnesia."
Ren Yingying grabbed her sleeve and wouldn't let go, displaying acting skills comparable to an Oscar-winning actress, "Tangbao, how did I get here?"
Qu Nian came in and dragged the person away.
"Ren Yingying, stop pretending!"
Even if Qu Nian was slow on the uptake, he now understood what Ren Yingying was planning.
He dragged the person out, pinned him against the wall, his handsome face contorted in pain.
Ren Yingying: "Who... who are you?"
"I'm your father!" Qu Nian cursed angrily.
"Father? Father!" Ren Yingying exclaimed, "Where is my mother?"
Qu Nian: "..."
What terrible things has he done to deserve this? He's dug himself into this mess!
"Ren Yingying, stop pretending," Qu Nian said through gritted teeth. "Pretending to have amnesia won't work; you're still my woman."
Ren Yingying: "Who are you? I don't know you."
Qu Nian suddenly smiled.
That smile was so dazzling that Ren Yingying, the infatuated girl, was momentarily stunned.
Qu Nian said gently, "Yingying, I am your husband. We are a loving couple, and we have a son..."
"Son?" Ren Yingying asked, "When did we have a son?"
Qu Nian's expression changed, and he said with a half-smile, "Why aren't you pretending anymore?"
Ren Yingying swallowed hard. "I'm asking you, where is my son? How could I have been pretending?"
Okay, you're being stubborn.
"I misunderstood you." Qu Nian softened again, taking her hand in his own. "It's alright, amnesia doesn't matter, it doesn't change the fact that we're husband and wife. I'll never leave you, be good."
Ren Yingying shook off his hand. "Alright, I lost, stop pretending!"
The devil is always one step ahead; she underestimated him.
If this continued, she was afraid Qu Nian would disgust her to death.
Qu Nian, however, was addicted to acting. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you since you're sick. Come on, my wife—"
Ren Yingying: "Please let me go."
"I can't let it go. If I don't keep a close eye on your brain, I'm afraid you'll get stuck somewhere again next time."
Ren Yingying: So you don't want to live a peaceful life anymore, do you?
Come on, let's fight.
Qu Nian: I'll fight you to the end. Let's go back and fight.
The four concubines breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Ren Yingying had returned to her usual unreliable self.
This time, they didn't help Ren Yingying either; they just watched them make a scene.
--We were terrified; we all felt Ren Yingying deserved a lesson.
Tang Zhuyun accompanied Prince of Jin.
"You should get some sleep." She covered Prince of Jin with a blanket, carefully avoiding the area where he was bandaged.
The Prince of Jin said, "Come up here and lie down with me for a while."
She must be exhausted, both physically and mentally, after such a huge incident.
Worried about touching his wound, Tang Zhuyun sat down on the footstool. "I'm not sleepy, you should sleep."
"I'm not sleepy either, want to talk for a bit?"
After months of not seeing each other, his longing for her had become overwhelming.
"You've lost weight," Tang Zhuyun said. "And you've gotten tanned too. Hmm, I almost didn't recognize you."
"You dislike me?" The Prince of Jin gently stroked the back of her hand. "I've grown thin and haggard for you."
Tang Zhuyun glared at him, unaware that a hint of sweetness was already welling up in her eyes.
"Glib-tongued."
"You must have been terribly worried because I couldn't save you?"
"It's alright," Tang Zhuyun said truthfully. "I was just worried that something might happen to you, and I never expected that the bad news would come true; something really did happen to you."
He survived the battlefield unscathed, yet nearly perished on his journey to find her. What incredible luck!
Considering his fall off the cliff and his current injuries, we should be thankful.
"You scared me to death." Tang Zhuyun lowered her head and pressed her face against his hand, feeling relieved to have survived a close call.
If he weren't in such a hurry, how could someone of his distinguished status possibly be in the lead?
There should have been someone guiding the way.
The Prince of Jin touched the top of her head with his other hand, without telling her the heart-wrenching pain he felt after hearing that she had been kidnapped.
"A-Yun, my accident wasn't because of you."
"Why isn't it because of me?"
"That wasn't an accident, it was a man-made disaster," said the Prince of Jin.
Tang Zhuyun suddenly looked up at him, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"It's true," said the Prince of Jin, "There's someone close to me who wants me dead, and it's someone I trust very much."
Did someone push you off the cliff?
"Someone familiar with the terrain deliberately led me down that road, causing me to fall from my horse..." A look of grief appeared in the Prince of Jin's eyes.
He survived, but his Racing Thunder... is gone forever.
"Someone you trust very much?" Tang Zhuyun was shocked.
If it weren't for the Prince of Jin's serious expression, she would have even suspected that he was just trying to comfort her.
"I've already had him apprehended, and now we can roughly guess who's behind it all."
Nothing is ever perfect; anything done will leave a trace.
"Who is it?" Tang Zhuyun's heart jumped into her throat.
She had a vague answer in her heart, but she also felt it was impossible.
How could it be the Emperor?
Even a tiger won't eat its cubs.
Just as the Prince of Jin would not dare to kill the Emperor, the Emperor would probably not put the Prince of Jin to death either.
"The Duke Meng's Residence."
This answer made Tang Zhuyun's heart sink instantly.
It turned out to be my sister-in-law's family.
"And, Jiang Beihan."
Tang Zhuyun was even more shocked.
Jiang Beihan has actually colluded with the Duke of Duke Meng's Residence?
Who are they busy for?
Is it Consort De?
Consort De was born into the Duke Meng's Residence and is currently raising the Eighth Prince.
The Prince of Jin said calmly, "It's what you think."
"Is this the start of a power struggle for the throne?"