"Let's do it, it's something for the future anyway," Tang Zhuyun said nonchalantly.
She was satisfied with the outcome of this matter, and even her hatred for Prince of Jin for beating Linlin lessened considerably.
"Linlin, come on, I'll apply the medicine for you."
Everyone in the room stared at her in shock, as if she were a fool.
From concubine to maidservant, no feelings at all? Was it because of excessive grief?
Linlin: "I'm fine, I don't need any medicine."
Tang Zhuyun: Oh dear, this little thing still has pride!
Yanran, who had been silent until now, said, "The concubine should still stay with my father, shouldn't she?"
Worried that the word "concubine" would upset Tang Zhuyun, Tang Mingfan quickly said, "A-Yun helped His Majesty before, and His Majesty hasn't forgotten. So, 'concubine' is just His Majesty's momentary anger; he'll be fine soon, and she'll become a secondary consort in the future."
"Oh."
Tang Baixin said guiltily, "Also, the Emperor wants you to go to the Prince's residence to serve him right now, I..."
"Girl, the lackeys are here," Xiu'er said in a loud voice.
Then everyone heard Song Jingyang yell, "Who's the lackey? You're the lackey!"
Xiu'er: "I've always been my daughter's lackey, so what?"
Song Jingyang immediately shut down the engine.
Tang Zhuyun burst into laughter.
When two idiots clash, the idiot wins.
She was so busy watching the spectacle that she completely forgot she had to report to the Prince's residence immediately.
"I've come to pick up Miss Tang," Song Jingyang said as he entered with a cold face.
Tang Zhuyun then realized, "No, can't it be tomorrow?"
Prince of Jin, can't you be a decent human being? Are you really that impatient with lust?
"No, the prince said it's an imperial edict."
Meng Yulan looked guilty; it was all because of her.
"I'll go then," Tang Zhuyun said. "Father, elder brother, I'll go and have a good talk with the Prince first, and I'll be back tomorrow. Linlin, please take good care of Yanran."
She wasn't worried at all! Yanran stayed in the Tang Family, would the Prince of Jin dare to prevent her from returning home?
Tang Baixin himself, "A-Yun, don't worry, I've already pleaded with the Prince..."
"Let's hurry up, don't keep the prince waiting." Song Jingyang deliberately mischievously prevented them from talking any longer.
He knew perfectly well who Xiu'er had learned that "lackey" from.
"You all need to pack up, eat, and rest. I'm off."
Since you absolutely have to go, then don't see her off with tears in your eyes; she's not going to die.
Tang Zhuyun went back to her room, packed a few things—just a small bundle—and then went out with Song Jingyang.
Dusk was falling, but the moonlight bathed the earth.
Tang Zhuyun opened her eyes wide but still couldn't see the carriage at the door. She couldn't help but angrily say, "Has the Prince of Jin lost his mind? Does he want me to run to the Prince's residence again?"
"Do you expect me to carry you there in a grand sedan chair for these three steps?" Prince of Jin's voice rang out coldly.
Tang Zhuyun turned her head and saw Prince of Jin standing a few steps away at the doorway, his own doorway.
Saying three steps is an exaggeration, but ten steps seems really unnecessary.
"I thought I was going to the Prince's mansion!" Tang Zhuyun muttered softly.
Tang Baixin followed him out. "I've already spoken with the Prince, and you can stay next door for now, and you can go back to your parents' home anytime. Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness! If A-Yun becomes disobedient in the future, just... tell me, and I'll reason with her."
Tang Zhuyun chuckled, "Brother, you should go back and rest, and also comfort him... I'm fine, the Prince is alright!"
She wisely avoided Meng Yulan, fearing it would upset the Prince of Jin.
Tang Baixin watched her leave, and as she was about to enter the door, he suddenly bowed to Prince of Jin: "I entrust A-Yun to Your Highness."
Prince of Jin came over and helped him up, saying in a deep voice, "There's no need for that. Today's events were driven by your eagerness to save lives, and they weren't really your fault. His Majesty has already decreed that this matter need not be mentioned again."
Listen to how good he is at pretending; he doesn't act like that when he talks to himself.
But as long as my family can rest assured, that's good.
Tang Zhuyun followed Prince of Jin into the house.
This wasn't her first time here, so she wasn't too flustered.
"Serve tea to His Highness," Song Jingyang said.
"No need," Prince of Jin said. "You may leave now; I have something to say to her."
Tang Zhuyun breathed a sigh of relief and knelt down to offer him tea, afraid that she might burst out with heartache.
"You should already know the Emperor's decree," Prince of Jin said bluntly. "This was something your Tang Family sought out themselves, so there's no need to complain. Just remember your place. As long as you follow the rules, I won't make things difficult for you, and I'll turn a blind eye to your visiting your maternal family. But if you make me lose face, don't blame me for turning against you."
Do you even have any face left to lose?
"Yes." A wise woman doesn't suffer losses when her own status is so different.
Seeing Tang Zhuyun rubbing her hands, showing an unusual hesitation, Prince of Jin coldly said, "If you have anything else to say, say it all today. Don't wait until you're punished later to cry foul."
"Then I'll tell you... Your Highness, do I... do I still have to sleep with you?"
The Prince of Jin's face immediately darkened, and he gritted his teeth as he forced out a few words: "What do you think?"
"My opinion is useless; only your word matters, Your Highness."
"It is an honor for you, as a concubine, that I have favored you."
"I completely agree with that," Tang Zhuyun said seriously. "Everyone in the capital knows that if I were to sleep with you, I would be the one who benefits. But I feel that I am unworthy of such an honor. You suggested that I study the Four Books for Women again to cultivate my character..."
"Shut up!"
How could the Prince of Jin not realize that she disliked him?
Whether I sleep or not depends on my mood.
"I still have the ability," Tang Zhuyun whispered.
Forget it, sleeping with him won't be a loss for her. A man of his caliber is an exorbitantly priced man she couldn't afford to sleep with even in a high-end club.
We shouldn't look down on him just because he doesn't want money.
Compared to a weakling like Qingfeng, Prince of Jin was the object of her fantasies.
"Then, Your Highness, let's do it another day. Unless you're willing to fight a bloody battle," Tang Zhuyun said, shrugging.
It took the Prince of Jin a moment to understand her meaning. His handsome face flushed red, and he pointed outside, shouting, "Get out of here!"
Tang Zhuyun happily rolled out.
Song Jingyang: "Have you angered the prince again?"
Tang Zhuyun gazed at the moon at a forty-five-degree angle, her sorrow flowing like a river, overwhelmed with emotion. "I wanted to dedicate myself to the prince regardless of everything, but the prince told me to get out."
Song Jingyang: "You're so obedient?"
"Why don't you go and ask the prince?"
Song Jingyang: "..."
A knock sounded at the door, and someone opened it. Soon, two little children, hand in hand, came in carrying lanterns.
It's Linlin and Yanran.
"Sister, I want to sleep with you," Yanran said, sobbing.
Linlin: "Auntie, I came to see the Prince. He told me to come see him tonight."
Tang Zhuyun immediately became alert. "What do you want with the Prince?"
Are they trying to coerce her into submission by using Linlin?
There's no need for that; she's already made her stance clear!