Lin Qingwan's eyes sparkled as she was about to explain when Feng'er said, "Of course it's because Father is handsome and good-looking!"

"Is that so?" Zhao Cong waited for her reply.

Lin Qingwan gripped her sleeve, unable to answer no.

"His Majesty is probably waiting for you and the Crown Princess to pay their respects at the Crown Prince's wedding," she said.

The light in Zhao Cong's eyes dimmed slightly. "I will not see Father Emperor."

Lin Qingwan was surprised.

"I will only pay respects at the memorial tablet of my mother." His expression was solemn. "I will take you to see my mother."

Lin Qingwan's fingernails dug into the flesh of her palm through her clothes. She and the Crown Prince were just putting on an act; how could she possibly go and pay respects to his mother?

But seeing Zhao Cong's solemn expression, she ultimately didn't say it.

Youlan Palace.

Su Yun had prepared the wedding wine for the Crown Princess and Lin Qingwan well in advance, and the tea set was exactly the same, all of which had been carefully selected.

Hearing Cui'er's footsteps, she asked, "Has the Crown Princess entered the East Palace?"

Cui'er gave a mocking smile, "She's been brought in and settled in a side hall. The Tang family's nanny is waiting for the Crown Prince to come and greet her young lady."

"I didn't expect the Crown Prince to take Lin Qingwan to the late Empress's Phoenix Palace."

Su Yun's face stiffened, and her fingers gradually tightened. "It seems that the Crown Prince really likes her."

She couldn't tell if it was disappointment or jealousy, "Cui'er, what do you think it's like when the Crown Prince likes someone?"

Cui'er couldn't imagine, "Probably as gentle as she would be with the young prince."

Su Yun smiled bitterly, "Today, everyone in the palace saw the Crown Prince carrying Lin Qingwan back, the two of them whispering sweet nothings to each other... Everyone says the Crown Prince is like a different person."

"I'm afraid it won't be long before everyone forgets about me, this concubine."

Cui'er lowered her head and didn't say anything.

Su Yun traced two circles along the teacup with her finger, then smiled mysteriously. "Go ahead, send it to the Crown Princess first, and try to persuade her. Even if she can't swallow this anger, she has to think about the Tang family."