Chapter 37 Difficult to Coax

Su Leran is a young woman.

When a young woman travels the world, she encounters far too many ruffians and scoundrels. Unable to bear it any longer, she learns to disguise herself as a man. At first, she is always recognized, but she keeps improving her skills and has not been discovered for a long time.

It's also because she was too hungry today and forgot to apply the yellow ointment to her hands, which gave her away.

Meng Lingge was in a hurry to return to her residence, so she didn't exchange any more pleasantries. She told Dongqing to rest well before returning to the carriage with her.

Not far into the journey, Dongqing lifted the curtain of the carriage window to glance back, then quickly lowered it again.

"Princess Consort, it seems that the carriage behind us has been following us the whole time."

Meng Lingge closed her eyes to rest. "We don't know if the person who followed us from the Prince's Mansion was sent by Wen Weizhu or Wen Kehao. Let's ignore him for now and find out who he is and who he met after we get back to the manor."

She had noticed it on the way here; the carriage had been following them the whole time. When she met Su Leyan at Yun Shen Pavilion, it seemed like someone was spying on them from outside. Now that they were returning to the manor, the carriage had suddenly appeared again.

Stalking her is clearly not something Princess Anshun and her concubine would do; it's more likely that Wen Weizhu and Wen Kehao would do it.

Neither of the siblings was friendly to her; they were definitely trying to find something to use against her.

Based on her understanding of the two siblings, Wen Kehao was cautious and unfathomable. Even if she were to follow someone, she wouldn't be so reckless as to let her discover it so easily. Therefore, the person following her was most likely Wen Weizhu.

"Miss, will they harm Doctor Su?" Dongqing asked worriedly.

"No. The person they're after is me," Meng Lingge said softly. "Don't alert them. Let's see what they're up to first."

Su Leyan was rescued by her and the prince together. If they wanted to use this to threaten her, then they would be wasting their time.

Meng Lingge rubbed her forehead and instructed, "Don't tell anyone else what Doctor Su said today, not even Chunhong and the others."

The fewer people who know about the prince being poisoned, the better, to avoid him being exploited by those with ulterior motives.

Dongqing: "This servant understands."

The carriage arrived at the Prince's residence just as breakfast was about to begin.

Meng Lingge walked to her courtyard. Chunhong, Xiazi, and Qiulan were standing anxiously at the door of the room. They were all delighted to see her.

"Princess Consort, you're finally back. The Prince has locked himself in his room and won't come out."

"We've been trying to persuade him for a long time, but he just won't say a word or open the door."

"What happened?" Meng Lingge asked in surprise. "Did something happen this morning?"

Chunhong said helplessly, "After the young master woke up, he wanted to see the young master's wife. As you instructed, I told him that you went to the market to buy things. The young master asked which market it was, and I said it was East Street. The young master got angry, pushed me out, and closed the door from the inside."

East Street is the market next to the courtyard of Yun Shen Ge. No wonder Wen Zhi was in a bad mood. He probably guessed that he went to find Su Le Ran and left him alone in the mansion.

Meng Lingge saw a tall figure vaguely visible behind the door and knew that Wen Zhiming was eavesdropping inside. She then said loudly, "If the young master wants to rest, then let him rest properly. Don't all stay here. I'll take you to stroll around East Street later, so the young master can rest in the manor..."

Before he could finish speaking, the door was flung open, and Wen Zhiming stood behind it with an angry expression: "You're not allowed to go, no one is allowed to go, and my wife is even less allowed to go!"

Meng Lingge waved for the maids to leave, then went inside and said with a smile, "You still know I'm your wife. How can you lock your wife out?"

Wen Zhiming raised his head, walked back to the table and sat down, turning his head towards the wall.

Meng Lingge saw that he was already dressed neatly, except that a few strands of hair had fallen out of his forehead, making him look a little disheveled.

She reached out to help him tuck his hair in, but Wen Zhiming turned his head away. When she reached out again, Wen Zhiming turned to the other side, stubborn as a bull.

Meng Lingge laughed in exasperation: "How can you be so willful, Your Highness? You said yesterday that you wouldn't let anyone bully me, so why are you bullying me today?"

Wen Zhiming's expression softened, and he said with a wronged look, "You went to see other men behind my back. You bullied me first."

Chunhong said that his wife had gone shopping, but he knew that wasn't the case.

My wife must have gone to see that man from yesterday.

The man was handsome, and his wife was very enthusiastic towards him. He forbade his wife to come to the mansion, but as a result, his wife went to see the man early in the morning.

Why aren't you taking him with you!

You lied to him!!!

It makes me feel so sad just thinking about it.

Seeing him looking like a betrayed wife, Meng Lingge's heart softened, and she said softly, "It was my fault. I had important business with Doctor Su. Besides, you were sleeping soundly at the time, so I didn't wake you. It won't happen again, please don't be angry, my husband."

This time, Wen Zhiming finally didn't dodge, letting her tie up those few strands of playful hair.

However, his tone remained unyielding.

"not good."

Meng Lingge grabbed his hand, "Then what exactly does my husband want?"

This man is harder to appease than a child.

Wen Zhiming's eyes were bright, but he moved his face closer.

Meng Lingge stared at the handsome face so close to hers.

This is?

The next second, she gave that face a light peck, looking puzzled.

Like a dragonfly skimming the water, it's fleeting.

Wen Zhiming's lips curled up in a smile, "You lied to me!"

After saying that, he turned his other cheek and leaned closer.

Meng Lingge blushed, but still obediently pecked him again.

"You're not angry now, are you?"

Wen Zhiming murmured, "I thought my wife didn't want me anymore, I thought she had fallen for someone else. I didn't mean to be angry..."

He muttered to himself, a look of panic on his face.

It's clear that he was really frightened.

Meng Lingge hugged him: "No, I'm already married to the prince. I'm your wife, how could I not want you? You have to believe me, and you have to believe in yourself."

Wen Zhiming couldn't help but snuggle gently against her, letting out a barely audible "hmm".

Meng Lingge smiled and pushed the man away, then took out a pair of sturdy shoes from the cabinet.

"It's cold today, Your Highness, please change into something warmer."

She naturally squatted down and took off Wen Zhiming's shoe from his left foot, immediately revealing two clear black marks on his bare left foot.

Meng Lingge's eyes stung, and she felt a pang of sadness.

Still holding a sliver of hope, I reached out and rubbed it twice discreetly, but the black mark remained unmoved.

Meng Lingge felt her body suddenly become much colder, and she didn't know how she helped Wen Zhiming change his shoes.

Fortunately, Wen Zhiming had already been appeased by this time, and while examining the new shoes, he did not notice anything unusual about her.

"Princess Consort, the front hall is urging you and the Prince to go have breakfast!" Chunhong's voice came from the courtyard.