On the contrary, it would make Empress Yan harbor resentment towards the Third Prince's wife.
Furthermore, she might not even admit to saying that.
Empress Yan was naturally suspicious, and she might even think that the Third Prince's wife had ulterior motives.
As she expected, after the Third Prince's wife returned, she not only did not mention anything bad about Princess Jiahua, but also spoke up for Princess Jiahua in every way.
"He looks quite haggard. Sitting outside copying scriptures in this freezing weather, with each character neat and orderly, is truly admirable."
Empress Yan, lying on the couch, unconsciously frowned, and with a quick glance, she caught sight of the worry on the Seventh Prince's face.
"Why don't you try to persuade her?" Empress Yan asked the Third Prince's wife.
The Third Prince's wife looked completely innocent: "The Seventh Prince's wife insisted on copying scriptures for Her Majesty to pray for blessings. Everyone knows that, so how could I dare to stop her?"
Empress Yan felt a tightness in her chest upon hearing this, and opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.
The seventh prince could no longer sit still: "Your Majesty, I want to go and see."
Empress Yan's expression changed slightly.
Her illness, ironically, fulfilled Princess Jia Hua's filial piety, earning her praise from everyone.
"Very well, my health has been poor for quite some time now, it's not worth it for her to go through all this. Go and bring her back quickly, I want to thank her in person."
The seventh prince didn't think much of it, nodded in agreement, bowed, and turned to leave.
As soon as the person left, Empress Yan's shoulders slumped, and she looked at the Third Prince's wife meaningfully, questioning, "Why didn't you report her going to the temple to pray for blessings earlier?"
"Your Majesty, I have been serving in the palace and know nothing about what is happening outside." The Third Prince's Consort looked aggrieved.
Empress Yan looked annoyed.
"Your Highness, the Seventh Prince hasn't come home once since he returned from the battlefield. He should go back and visit him," the Third Prince's wife muttered softly.
She felt it was excessive to detain people in the palace for many days, preventing the couple from seeing each other.
Princess Jiahua had only met Empress Yan twice. When she came to the Southern Frontier, she was accompanied by only one personal maid. Over the years, the Seventh Prince had been fighting on the frontier, so she believed Princess Jiahua's claim that Empress Yan had promised to make her the Crown Princess.
Empress Yan's expression changed slightly: "When did I forbid her from returning?"
Perhaps because she was irritable, Empress Yan waved her hand impatiently, dismissing everyone.
At this moment, the Seventh Prince hurried towards the temple on horseback. When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he looked at the lush forest that stretched as far as the eye could see.
I took a deep breath and climbed the mountain.
Under the tree in the backyard, Princess Jiahua was still copying scriptures, writing each stroke very carefully, unaware that the Seventh Prince had come to her side.
"Jiahua," he called out.
Princess Jia Hua looked up suddenly, staring blankly at the person in front of her, her emotions a complex mix of feelings.
The previous gratitude is gone.
He saved her and helped her. But she risked her life to plan for him, and now they are even.
"Your Highness."
The tone was neither sad nor happy.
The Seventh Prince looked at the cold expression on the person in front of him, frowned and explained, "Jiahua, the Empress has been ill these past few days and needs someone to be by her side. It's been delayed for several days. Are you angry?"
Princess Jiahua shook her head and smiled gently: "How could I be angry? Your Highness is both loyal and filial. I am just restless, so I came to the temple to calm down."
Seeing the calm and composed demeanor in Princess Jia Hua's eyes, like a still lake, the Seventh Prince frowned even more deeply.
Rather than remaining calm, it's better to ask a few questions.
At least it proves that they care a little.
The seventh prince was somewhat disappointed.
Princess Jia Hua simply put away all the writing brushes and ink, neatly stacked the piles of scriptures, and looked at the Seventh Prince: "Congratulations on Your Highness's triumphant return."
The Seventh Prince smiled and said, "Jiahua, the temple is too quiet. Come back with me."
"The temple allows me to calm down and stop thinking about other things."
"You still can't let go of Northern Chu?" The Seventh Prince's tone gradually became more serious.
Princess Jia Hua nodded without hesitation: "The Southern Frontier is certainly good, but Northern Chu is my home."
In her past life, she always considered the Seventh Prince's feelings and dared not speak her true thoughts. Now, she only wants to return to Northern Chu as soon as possible.
There was nothing in southern Xinjiang that she felt she should stay in.
The seventh prince was speechless.
Neither of them spoke. Princess Jiahua held a string of Buddhist prayer beads in her hand and casually fiddled with them, ignoring the Seventh Prince.
The seventh prince stayed overnight at the temple.
The next day, before dawn, Princess Jiahua got up to meditate and chanted sutras in front of the Buddha statue. When the Seventh Prince arrived, he saw Princess Jiahua, whom he had longed for.
The morning period will end in an hour.
The Seventh Prince blocked Princess Jia Hua's path: "A message came from the palace just now that Her Majesty is ill again and wishes to see you."
Empress Yan has an old problem; she can't stand anyone being alone with the Seventh Prince.
It was the same in my past life.
Princess Jiahua nodded obediently and instructed Xiushu to pack her luggage. Half an hour later, she followed the Seventh Prince down the mountain.
The spacious and brightly lit carriage traveled along the official road. She lifted the curtain, wanting to inquire about General Zuo, but worried that it would be too presumptuous and arouse suspicion.
After entering the palace, he went to Fengyi Palace and met Empress Yan.
The Third Prince's wife was also waiting nearby.
Princess Jiahua was still wearing that drab gray gown, her face unadorned, concealing half of her beauty. She lowered her brows and bowed to Empress Yan, saying, "Greetings to Your Majesty the Empress."
"How did the seventh prince's wife end up like this?" Empress Yan asked in surprise.
She's dressed like a nun.
Princess Jia Hua clasped her hands together and said, "I was feeling uneasy, which is why I wanted to go to the temple to find out why."
"So, you didn't go to the temple to pray for Her Majesty's well-being?" the Third Prince's wife couldn't help but ask.
Princess Jia Hua nodded without hesitation: "Of course not, Her Majesty the Empress is blessed with boundless good fortune and does not need me to come and pray for her."
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