In the main courtyard, the mother and daughter of Prince Rong’s Mansion both looked displeased.
"How shaless!" Princess Rong scolded coldly, "Seizing every opportunity to push forward, afraid that others won’t know she’s enjoying a small victory!" She added, "And you too, can’t control your husband’s family, nor your natal family, really getting more and more pathetic as you live on!"
Yongping wasn’t intending to complain, but after last night’s quarrel, she was completely exhausted. When Princess Rong kept pressing, she had no choice but to use Mrs. Zhang’s provocation to cover up. Who would have thought that amidst this, Prince Rong was appointed as the Grand Ceremony Defense Commander, reminding Princess Rong how the Zhang family had taken Zhe Yu’s position, and once that was ntioned, it couldn’t be stopped.
anwhile, they said the prince was here, and Princess Rong hurriedly stood up.
Yongping breathed a sigh of relief. She was usually casual in front of her parents, especially after last night’s argunt with Xu Yin and then having Mrs. Zhang stab her in the heart today, making her truly unhappy, she continued sitting and drinking tea.
Unexpectedly, the servant also said, "Vice Minister Xu has also arrived," making Yongping’s hand tremble. She quickly looked towards the door, only to see Xu Yin entering with a calm expression, talking and laughing with Prince Rong. She hastily put down her cup and stood up!
"Oh, our son-in-law has arrived?" Princess Rong smiled warmly at Xu Yin.
Xu Yin calmly lifted the food box he received from Lian Rong: "Busy with official duties, neglecting the Commandery Princess, it’s my fault. Just now I specifically went to buy several signature dishes from a newly opened restaurant in the capital city, to make ands to the Commandery Princess. I ask for the Commandery Princess’ forgiveness."
Last night, Yongping let him say so many hurtful things, her heart had long been shattered, thinking that the couple would from then on be like strangers. Who would have thought that such a proud man would bring gifts and humbly apologize?
Seeing him place the food box on the table in front of her, all her worries turned into grievances, her heart churning with emotions.
Prince Rong, seeing her tears streaming down, was shocked: "What is all this for?"
Princess Rong already guessed they argued again and shook her head, telling Prince Rong, "Let them talk, let’s go to the Mirror Platform to listen to the scriptures."
With that, they left, and Xu Yin sat beside Yongping, gently took her hand, and said with a smile, "It’s my fault. I spoke harshly in anger."
Yongping tried to pull her hand away but failed, instead being pulled into his arms, startled, she struggled: "This is a sacred temple, don’t act rashly!"
Xu Yin held her firmly, "I know. But we’ve been married under the witness of heaven and earth, why react so harshly?"
Yongping couldn’t help but cry again, "Since you know we’re a couple, why humiliate like that last night!"
Xu Yin smiled slightly: "It’s my fault. But what angered was your deaning view of yourself. You said I ca for the status and power of Prince Rong’s Mansion, then what do you make of yourself?"
Yongping stopped her tears.
Xu Yin continued, "The person is gone, everything else is but vanity. We have wed, married, and have children, that is the reality.
"As for wealth and glory, I only know to follow you wherever you go. Our bonds are ordained by destiny, so naturally, I must strive forward and secure a place in the court to be worthy of your affection."
Tears flowed down Yongping’s face like broken pearls, the more he spoke, the more wronged she felt. But the more wronged she felt, the more she thought everything was still worthwhile.
Yang Tong returned to the rockery, Fu Zhen had already torn apart three flower buds.
After he narrated all that he had seen, Fu Zhen picked at the fourth flower.
"Did you say he brought one of my Wanbin Building’s food boxes?"
All the earlier chatter didn’t concern her, wasn’t that Xu good with words? Fooling a simpleton like Yongping was as easy as pie.
What she cared about were the pastries!
So damn cheap! Using her Wanbin Building’s pastries as a gesture!
A perfectly fine shop, suddenly devalued!
"Doesn’t matter whose pastries were used, at least it proved one thing, that old woman was right, Prince Rong’s Mansion’s sisters-in-law don’t get along! Neither do the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law!"
The earlier conversation in the house, Yang Tong may not have heard all of it, but at least 60-70%. Judging from Princess Rong’s deanor, any more words were unnecessary, weren’t they?
Fu Zhen pondered while pinching her chin: "Since the conflict is real, Zhang Shicheng’s position becos more suspicious. I wonder if the Great General and the others have gone up the mountain yet?"
Yang Tong said, "I’ll go find out!"
With that, he swiftly exited the flower path.
Just as Fu Zhen was about to leave, a voice ca from behind: "...Now that the prince has been honored with the role of the Chief Commander, surely there must be a few positions that need people. Zhe Yu has been in the camp for six years, you see –"
The voice was not particularly familiar but not completely strange either, enough for Fu Zhen to imdiately recognize it as Princess Rong’s.
She swiftly hid behind the rockery, listening intently as the footsteps approached, she remained perfectly still.
Princess Rong accompanied by Prince Rong walked down the flower path: "That child is diligent and earnest, the prince watched him grow up, longing for your appreciation, why not consider him for such a good opportunity?"
Prince Rong responded casually, "Zhe Yu is indeed good."
Princess Rong’s voice carried a hint of a smile, "Indeed, make ti to ntor him more, he’s been with us since he was five, for him, you’re like a father; with more encouragent, he can surely achieve greater success."
Prince Rong chuckled lightly, "Everything is fine, just a bit too reserved."
"What’s wrong with being reserved? The second of the Pei family isn’t more reserved? Yet it doesn’t hinder him from sweeping over Dayue Country and establishing remarkable achievents."
"Father, Mother."
Just as Princess Rong finished speaking, another voice followed, Fu Zhen perked her ears again, cautiously peeping through the branches and leaves, seeing Yang Zhan in Princely Heir attire and his consort Mrs. Zhang approaching lightly by the flower bushes.
"You two are out for a walk?"
Princess Rong’s gaze lingered montarily on Mrs. Zhang’s face, the earlier relaxation vanished without a trace. "Your father and I are going to listen to the scriptures. How about you?"
Yang Zhan cupped his hands, "As for the Mirror Platform’s lecture, let’s forget it; I’ve brewed so tea in the room, under the fine moonlight, why don’t we as a family sit down and enjoy the moon and tea?"
Princess Rong was about to refuse when Prince Rong said, "I was going to discuss with you the matters the emperor entrusted today, let’s go."
Father and son moved ahead, Mrs. Zhang trailed slightly behind, smiling and bowing towards Princess Rong, "Mother, please."
Princess Rong took a deep breath, glanced at her, and followed.
As Mrs. Zhang saw her walk away, she quietly instructed a guard, "Ask General Zhang to co over."
Once the path was entirely quiet, Fu Zhen finally released her breath, surveyed around, quickly put on her night clothes, covering her face with a black cloth, and stealthily traversed beneath the flowers.
Over the past two months, she had reached forty to fifty percent of Liang Ning’s stamina, her muscles grew, though still a distance from a true martial artist, her rich experience remained, enough to handle the present problem.
Moreover, with Cheng Chili currently with Zhang Shicheng, if Zhang Shicheng cos here, if Cheng Chili is smart, he will certainly follow.
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