After seeing Shu Chengfeng off, the Empress sat down and sighed, "Alas, he's grown up now, and he has so many ideas."

“Your Highness, please don’t think like that. His Highness naturally values ​​the Ye family. But he can’t ignore the Crown Princess either. His Highness is going through a difficult time and needs support even more. Wouldn’t it be great if the Ning family could support our Highness properly?” Cao Guo said with a smile.

"You're right," the Queen nodded.

"Right now, she's still in the Crown Prince's residence. In the future... it's not impossible for you to support Consort Ye. Even if the Crown Princess were to give birth to the eldest son, it would be the same. You can relax a bit for now."

The empress did not speak, but she did not object either.

Cao Guo smiled and said nothing more.

At the Crown Prince's residence, the Crown Princess seemed to have grasped the Crown Prince's meaning and was thinking of releasing Consort Ye in a few days.

After all, Liangdi's rank was not low, and she came from an extraordinary background, so she still had to be given some face.

Just as I was pondering this, Su-zhen came in from outside, looking rather unwell.

"What's wrong? Is something wrong at home?" The Crown Princess asked, frowning as she looked at her.

Early in the morning, Suzhen returned to the Ning family to deliver some things to the Crown Princess's mother.

"Your Highness... The Duke has decided that the Fourth Daughter of the Second Wife should be sent to the Seventh Prince's residence next year." Su Zhen said angrily.

Ning Jiaolan suddenly stood up: "What did you say? Grandfather actually wants to..."

"What... what does Your Highness mean by this? Her Highness is already the Crown Princess, isn't that enough?" Su Jin asked in surprise.

Ning Jiaolan gritted her teeth: "It must be Second Uncle who is glib-tongued; Grandfather dotes on him the most."

"Your Majesty, please think of something! What... what is His Highness the Crown Prince supposed to do?" Su Jin asked anxiously.

“Yes, we still have a concubine’s son from the second branch of the family, and now we’re going to give the legitimate son to the seventh prince… How can His Majesty and the Empress be happy with how things are being done in the family?” Suzhen was extremely anxious.

"Alright!" Ning Jiaolan took a deep breath: "Who can change Grandfather's decision?"

“But wouldn’t His Highness feel uncomfortable? You don’t have children yet…” Su Jin said.

“Go and invite His Highness tonight. I will speak with him myself. No matter what, my father is still firmly on the side of the Crown Prince. Even my grandfather, don’t you know that supporting the Crown Prince is the right thing to do?” Ning Jiaolan said.

Unfortunately, she was unaware that in recent years, His Majesty had been trying to suppress these families, and the Ning family was also trying to gamble on them.

What if the crown prince is incompetent?

After Shu Chengfeng returned to his residence, he heard that the head of the household had invited him.

He simply waved his hand and said he would go in a bit, then told the others to leave first.

"What do you want me to do?" Shu Chengfeng asked Yun Ji.

"All I know is that today the Crown Princess sent someone back to her family home. When she returned, she didn't look too well," Yun Ji said.

"Oh? So you know that the Ning family is going to marry the seventh prince, right?" Shu Chengfeng smiled. "It seems that our Crown Princess is quite shrewd. She knows that this is not a good thing."

"As you say, Her Highness the Crown Princess is naturally intelligent," Yun Ji said with a smile.

"Since you've invited me, I'll go. I'll comfort her. By the way, what about that actress that Seventh Brother likes? How is she doing now?" Shu Chengfeng asked.

“That young lady is so proud and will never allow anyone to redeem her. Even the Seventh Prince won’t reveal his identity, only saying he’s the son of a wealthy merchant. That young lady is too proud to be a concubine to a wealthy merchant’s son,” Yun Ji said with a smile.

"That's good. She's a truly strong and virtuous woman. She deserves a good ending," Shu Chengfeng said, rising to his feet.

"Your Highness is right, that girl should know." Yun Ji chuckled.

The Crown Prince went to the main courtyard to appease the Crown Princess.

Although the Crown Princess was still worried, she knew that she couldn't make decisions for her grandfather.

We can only hope that the Crown Prince won't mind.

The weather gets even colder in the twelfth lunar month, and the geese flying south become even less active.

She is very good at taking care of her health, and she eats a balanced diet that is both nutritious and varied.

Anyway, this body will only be eighteen after the New Year, and it's still an eighteen-year-old who hasn't even had her birthday yet. Her birthday is on the Dragon Boat Festival.

To be honest, those bastards in the Yan family are really despicable. According to their birthdates, they were only just of marriageable age when they were tricked into marriage.

She had recovered from her previous deathly pallor, but the internal deficiencies remained, which would take time.

Anyway, we can't have extreme cold or heat these next few years.

She always had tonics available, and the Crown Prince had rewarded her with them a few times. She used them whenever he gave them to her.

Who should we save it for?

When the Crown Prince wasn't around, she would leisurely recuperate and get plenty of rest.

Her complexion has actually improved more and more.

On the ninth day, Shu Chengfeng came to her place during the day when she was sleeping.

When she was woken up, Shu Chengfeng had already come in: "What kind of sleep is Tang'er taking right now?"

"Your Highness, I don't know when it's supposed to be, let's just say it was a short nap this morning. Please sit down, Your Highness, and I'll tidy up a bit," Yan Nangui said, lifting the blanket as she got out of bed.

Shu Chengfeng smiled and said, "The ancients said, 'Is it the concubine who is drunk? It is the crabapple that has not had enough of spring sleep.' In my opinion, it is the crabapple that is drunk in winter."

Yan Nangui washed his face, tidied his clothes, and combed his hair with a wooden comb: "Of all people to learn from, Your Highness has to imitate that tyrannical ruler."

"How could that be?" Yan Nangui leaned back. "Is Tang'er still in good spirits?"

"Hmm?" Yan Nangui leaned back in her chair, too lazy to even comb her hair. "What's wrong?"

"If Tang'er still has the energy today, how about I take you to see a play?" Shu Chengfeng said.

"How could I refuse Your Highness's invitation? But the play is in the evening, isn't it?" Yan Nangui said, then covered his lips with his hand and yawned.

The drowsiness of being woken up in winter is so intense that even if the other person is the crown prince, she can't control this fatigue.

“Naturally, it should be in the evening. But you can leave the manor earlier.” Shu Chengfeng found it amusing to see her like this. If he didn’t know that she might not be able to have children, he would have been suspicious.

"Okay, fine." Yan Nangui shook her head to clear her mind, then tossed the comb aside and drank some tea to sober up.

"I've heard that the best places to perform in the capital are Rumenglou and Fushengyuan. Where are we going?" Yan Nangui asked.

"Floating Life Garden. I've already had preparations made. Tonight, you and I will change into casual clothes and go take a look. What do you think? Tang'er has never been there before, has she?" Shu Chengfeng asked.

"No, following Your Highness, I can see everything. Oh, I'm so happy." Yan Nangui, now sober, began to act.

This kind of acting is really exaggerated; everyone knows it's just acting, it's for fun.

"Serve me well, and I will naturally let you see everything." Shu Chengfeng cooperated.

"Yes," Yan Nan Gui replied sweetly.

Even though I knew she was putting on an act, when she acted all coquettish, she really was.

Shu Chengfeng reached out and pulled her into his arms: "Tang'er is so good at being affectionate."

"Really?" Yan Nangui, no longer bothering with formality, hugged Shu Chengfeng's neck: "Then does Your Highness like it?"