Meng Junxian was kicked out.

It was quite a sad scene, and in the end, they went to Li's house.

Li has not been feeling well these past few days. In fact, she developed this problem after being forced to kneel in the snow for a day as punishment.

I get sick whenever I'm in a bad mood. My knees always hurt even when it's not cold.

Especially when it's a difficult time, it's simply unbearable.

It's been more than half a year now. The medication hasn't helped much.

His face was also pale at this moment. When he saw Meng Junxian arrive, he quickly stood up to greet him: "Cousin!"

"Qiang'er." Meng Junxian hadn't come for a while either.

Li got so excited that she started coughing again, and it took her a long time to recover.

"Why are you coughing so badly? Didn't you take any medicine?" Meng Junxian helped her sit down.

"It's not getting any better... and the princess won't let me use anything that suits my taste... Oh well, I don't want to complain." Madam Li sighed.

"I'll instruct the kitchen tomorrow. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so have someone set out some late-night snacks. What would you like to eat? Just tell them to bring it up."

Meng Junxian came to relax, but Li Shi had a bellyful of grievances in her heart, so she couldn't play the role of a confidante.

Ultimately, it's just a hodgepodge.

Although Meng Junxian eventually stayed overnight, he wasn't in the mood for it.

Because he stayed overnight, Li was beaten by Yan Jinsi the next day when she went to pay her respects.

Yes, he just slapped me across the face.

After all, it was her own business to kick people out. On such a festive occasion, Li was still acting so seductive, which she couldn't tolerate.

Li had been suffering for a long time, and could only endure the beatings.

Whether it was because of Meng Junxian's suggestion or not, lunch was indeed improved.

But at night it's all greasy stuff again.

Li angrily smashed the entire table, then sat there, completely devoid of any hope...

But let's rewind to the morning.

After Yan Nan returned to pay his respects, he was invited by the Crown Prince to the front courtyard.

"Your Highness has returned from the morning court?" Yan Nangui asked while paying his respects.

"Okay, come here." Shu Chengfeng beckoned.

Yan Nangui sat down and asked, "Your Highness hasn't eaten yet?"

There was a simple breakfast and snacks on the table.

"Add more bowls and chopsticks, and let me have a little more with you," Shu Chengfeng said.

Yan Nangui didn't stand on ceremony; she saw a dessert that she liked and started eating it.

After a while, once the others had finished tidying up, the two of them went to the study.

"Your father's reply." Shu Chengfeng handed over the letter on the table.

It had already been opened, but it was sent to the Crown Prince, so Yan Nangui didn't pay any attention to it.

Open it and you'll see.

Yan Lingyun has decided to send Yan Nan to the army.

The letter also included greetings and inquiries about her well-being.

That's good.

"Is this the result Tang'er wanted?" Shu Chengfeng said with a smile.

"There's no benefit for him staying with the Yan family. Sooner or later, something bad will happen. He'd better leave the capital sooner rather than later," Yan Nangui said.

Although this departure will surely bring hardship, poor Yang.

They suffer along with them. But at least they're safe.

Once you're out there and in charge of your own life, things will be much easier.

"Oh, right, let's not talk about that. I was thinking about the Prince of Nan'an all night... What does this old prince mean?" I was too sleepy yesterday and didn't have time to say this.

"Are you trying to embarrass His Majesty for no reason? Or are you concerned about His Majesty's reputation? In all these years, I've never heard of anyone thinking of His Majesty like this?"

"The Prince of Nan'an was the fourteenth brother of the late Emperor and the youngest son of Emperor Jingming. He was born to one of Emperor Jingming's concubines, who was posthumously honored as Consort Hui after her death. Her name was Consort Hui of Song. As for the Prince of Nan'an, he was sent to Nan'an Prefecture when he was five years old. After the late Emperor ascended the throne, he did not return to the capital often. He only returned a few times after Your Majesty ascended the throne."

Shu Chengfeng said casually.

"Oh, I see." Yan Nangui nodded. "Tsk, so this Prince of Nan'an, with such a high seniority, does he also have great power? A prince shouldn't have many private soldiers, is this one an exception?" Yan Nangui asked.

"On the surface, there aren't any, but in reality, the local princes all have more than a few private soldiers. They're usually more than ten times that number. But the imperial court just turns a blind eye. It's not a big deal," Shu Chengfeng said.

Ten times is only a few thousand, not a big deal.

"Tsk, quite ambitious," Yan Nangui chuckled.

"Oh? Is that how Tang'er sees it?" Shu Chengfeng asked with a smile.

"It can only be said that this prince either wants to rebel himself, or he has made a deal with some prince. Was he just taking advantage of his age last night?"

If she hadn't answered well last night, the Crown Prince would have lost face.

That's a good answer; it means His Majesty has lost face.

Shu Chengfeng said thoughtfully, "Tang'er is quite right."

Yan Nangui smiled and stood up, but was suddenly pulled into someone's arms: "Hey!"

"I am truly pleased with Tang'er's wit." Shu Chengfeng smiled and put his arm around her waist. "There's no time like the present, let's go see a play."

"No, no. I'll go later. I'm too tired." Last night was exhausting, and now I have to go see a play? How annoying!

Shu Chengfeng laughed: "You don't want my pampering?"

"You might as well treat me with something more practical," Yan Nangui blurted out.

"Oh..." Shu Chengfeng's hands started to wander: "So this is what Tang'er wants."

"No! Your Highness, can you be serious for once?" Yan Nangui bristled and tried to run away, but she was no match for his strength.

Shu Chengfeng hadn't intended to do anything, but the woman on top of him kept wriggling...

So, in broad daylight, he carried her to the small room behind the study.

This is what he usually uses for his afternoon nap.

The people outside hurriedly left.

The whole morning was wasted, and Yan Nangui was really angry this time.

She thought it was something important, but it turned out to be this.

He was furious and left without even eating lunch.

Since Shu Chengfeng wasn't going to see the play, he naturally had other things to do and didn't go to Jiyue Pavilion.

I was in a great mood, so after lunch I got busy.

When the wild geese returned south, he ordered people to prepare a bath.

His face was extremely sour, and Luo Kui, who was following behind, kept her head down and dared not look up.

Jiangxiang, thinking something was wrong, pressed, "What happened? What's wrong with Liangyuan?"

After a long pause, Luo Kui's face turned red, and she stammered, "It's nothing! It's just... it's just that His Highness dragged Consort Liang into fooling around in the study for a while, and Consort Liang got angry..."

Incense...

I'd better scare her to death!

She poked Luo Kui's head: "You little rascal."

The geese return south, take a bath, wash their hair, and then comfortably bask in the sun.

I wasn't really angry, it was just a passing phase.

So, in the evening, when the Crown Prince came again, she was too tired to be angry anymore.

After rolling her eyes a few times, she went back to the way she always was.

"It seems your morning glories are not viable. Try planting them again next year."

"The fallen seeds are all there; whatever grows next year will do." Yan Nangui looked around; an old woman had already cleared away the withered leaves that morning, but quite a few leaves were still yellow.

As expected, annual herbaceous plants don't last as long as other flowers.

But it's okay, it looks good.