"Prince Duan, let’s talk this out," Wen Zan said, although he didn’t know exactly what had happened, the stick in Prince Duan’s hand seed all too real, and the door was shut tight, blocking any escape.
"Let ask you, what are you doing here?" Prince Duan pointed the stick at Wen Zan. It was well-known that this young man kept an actor from the Flower Workshop, so what was he doing here? There must be sothing else.
Just look at this young man, dressed in brocade as luxurious as any woman’s, his clothes edged with gold, and the pearl as big as a thumb on his jade crown so dazzing it hurt to look, he looked as if he’d rolled in rouge. Why co dressed so conspicuously if not for a clear purpose?
Seeing this, Fu Dong panicked and imdiately knew he’d caused a disaster.
"Prince, it’s my fault, I thought..." Before he could finish explaining, Fu Dong quickly turned to Wen Zan and said.
"Sir, you better leave now." Fu Dong then hurried to open the courtyard door.
Wen Zan was unwilling to leave, even if he faced the offspring of Prince Duan, he belonged to the Wen family...
"It’s not what you think, I just wanted to make the acquaintance of Her Royal Highness the Princess and..." Wen Zan felt very wronged and quickly slid his robe to escape, yet he felt reluctant, "Prince Duan, I simply admire..."
"Admire, and you still admire! Who allowed you to co here unofficially—"
"Aiyah—"
"Prince—"
"Prince—" The yard beca chaotic, with chickens that Xing Yu had caught, yet to be slaughtered, now flying around, and rabbits jumping onto chairs, nibbling on the green vegetables on the table. Fu Dong tried to stop one, then another, and finally just hid away.
Qi Zhu heard the noise from afar and imdiately rushed to the courtyard, followed by Qi Yu, who joined the fray without even putting down what he was holding.
"Prince Duan." Qi Zhu finally managed to control the situation and looked to see if Prince Duan was hurt.
Qi Yu eyed the other man coldly, just one look and he felt it was beyond words, that gentleman from the Wen family? What was he doing here, and why did he have a conflict with Prince Duan?
"I, I’ll just leave—" Wen Zan, seeing the overwhelming force against him, felt he had no place to even reason, and didn’t mind that his clothes were ripped, nor that his crown had fallen, he just headed for the door, but was blocked by the entering Zheng Nianru.
Zheng Nianru frowned. Who was this? Soone brought by Zheng Congyuan? Unlikely, as Zheng Congyuan never brought anyone to her, father.
"Father?" Zheng Nianru’s gaze moved swiftly past Wen Zan and settled on Prince Duan, offering a slight smile.
Wen Zan, stunned, initially captivated by the beauty of the woman in front of him, felt the subsequent smile shine like sunlight into his eyes, a distant yet overwhelming splendor.
"Nian Ru, co inside," Prince Duan’s voice was cold and stern. Seeing that Zheng Nianru’s eyes didn’t linger on Wen Zan relieved him.
As Wen Zan stood dumbfounded, he felt a few glares sharp as knives wake him, and under these daunting stares, he awkwardly made his exit.
"Father, who was that?" Zheng Nianru asked. This man seed to have really angered father.
"That was..." Prince Duan started but paused, not recognizing him. Looking at the expressions of people like Nanny Yun and Nian Xia on the ground, they didn’t seem to be lying.
"A rogue," Prince Duan spat out, "This man was skulking around outside the court, obviously up to no good."
Fu Dong knelt on the ground, continuously kowtowing.
"It’s all this servant’s fault, this servant was foolish, this servant was foolish." Fu Dong said while crying.
"Get up." Zheng Nianru walked inwards, while Xue Liu went to help Fu Dong, heading towards the inner courtyard.
"Father, how co you are here?" Zheng Nianru personally served tea to Prince Duan, who took the tea and felt that his idea to take Nianru back was indeed the best. If he hadn’t co today, they would have been locked up in Qishun Building, how would he know the disgraceful things hidden here.
This place is secluded, allowing Wen Zan to reach here, he must have co prepared.
"I was just about to leave the palace when I t the Crown Prince, he was ordered to co to the traveling palace, and seeing this, I asked His Highness to take the trouble to follow here. Are you used to it here?" Prince Duan asked, montarily forgetting the earlier situation, looking at Zheng Nianru, feeling relieved in his heart.
His daughter was growing up, though she hadn’t been by his side since childhood, it hadn’t lessened their affection.
"It’s fine, just missing father, Nianru thinks every day about when she could see father, by the way, Xing Yu caught so fish, we’ll grill them for a al." Nianru held Prince Duan’s hand, nestling beside him, "Father, your robe is made of nice fabric, but not as soft and warm as Cloud Brocade, having a thin layer of cotton inside would make it both stiff and warm, let make you another one of Cloud Brocade, how does that sound?"
"Good, good, no hurry, take your ti, let know whatever you want," Prince Duan was very pleased, deciding to grill the fish himself. The yard was filled with joy, Qi Zhu grabbed the first fish grilled, and Xing Yu chased after him.
Qi Jin saved the best-grilled fish for his Highness, while Qi Yu leaned at the courtyard gate, disdainful to join in.
...
"Your Royal Highness, the chef sent by His Highness has been settled in the side courtyard by Nanny Yun, and Prince Duan doesn’t know." Nian Xia whispered, gently testing the water temperature in the wooden barrel. Zheng Nianru had taken off her outer garnt, dressed in a single thin layer, and untied her long hair, which Fu Dong gently combed.
Zheng Congyuan hadn’t co, perhaps due to father being here, it was inconvenient for him to appear, indeed, Zheng Congyuan had no reason to appear here.
Zheng Nianru laughed at herself, wasn’t she supposed to be distancing herself from all this? If he truly didn’t co, what would you lose?
Perhaps, she had pushed herself too hard, everything should have a period of transition. Her dependency on Zheng Congyuan was the sa. And indeed, the fact proved that she had managed to survive for quite so ti after Zheng Congyuan’s death. Now, she might as well consider him dead, what harm could there be?
"Your Highness." Nian Xia hadn’t even finished undressing when Zheng Nianru had already stepped into the wooden tub. Yes, why force herself in such a rush, there was still a lifeti ahead, slowly, ti would eventually wear down everything, it wouldn’t take long for her to grow indifferent to it all.
"Your Highness—" Nanny Yun abruptly saw the person entering, and she imdiately greeted him respectfully.
Zheng Congyuan looked inside the room, when Qi Ling told him of the Wen Family’s vile motives, he simply couldn’t leave like this, the Wen Family deserved to die.
"Your Highness, the Princess is—" Nanny Yun imdiately tried to intercept, but Zheng Congyuan had already bypassed her heading towards the inner room.
Qi Ling, Qi Zhu silently retreated outdoors, and Nanny Yun who followed out imdiately closed the door.
Qi Zhu beca anxious, looking at Nanny Yun, why did you close the door?
Nanny Yun gave a look, why wouldn’t I close the door?
Zheng Congyuan’s blood surged, but when he pushed open the door to the inner room, he finally realized why Nanny Yun attempted to stop him, even though the screen blocked his sight, the steamy vapors and the lingering silhouette on the screen imdiately made him turn around.
"Crown Prince."
"Crown Prince." Fu Dong and Nian Xia respectfully greeted, picking up the outer garnt, Zheng Nianru had already co out.
In a single thin garnt, her hair still damp, like a sprite fallen to earth, a deer in the forest.
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