Sang Hongfu smiled at Chunhe. Knowing that Chunhe was Sang Jiang's personal maid, he became much more polite: "Miss Chunhe, I heard that I came to pay my respects to Your Majesty this morning and haven't returned yet. I was wondering if Your Majesty kept her here to keep her company?"
Chunhe chuckled, "My lord, you are too kind. My princess has been resting these past few days due to the long journey, so she has no time to entertain your aunt."
Sang Hongfu's expression stiffened: "Then, does Miss Chunhe know where this humble concubine went after she returned?"
Chunhe was still smiling: "This servant doesn't know. I only heard that the concubine was crying and making a scene in front of Yunshuang Courtyard, which annoyed the princess a lot. After that, the concubine was taken away by the madam."
"Did Madam take him away?" Sang Hongfu asked in return.
“Yes.” Chunhe nodded. “Prime Minister, didn’t you ask Madam? Oh, I saw that the young lady next to Madam ask a doctor to come back, so I thought it was… Oh, I’m sorry for being so talkative, Prime Minister.”
She covered her mouth as if she had accidentally let something slip.
Sang Hongfu has never known how to understand women's thoughts, and besides, he was really missing Yang Liu so much that he didn't think too much about it.
"Miss Chunhe, you are too kind. In that case, I will not disturb the princess's rest any longer."
Chunhe nodded and walked into Yunshuang Courtyard with a smile.
Sang Jiang sat by the window, looking outside and smiling like a little fox.
Chunhe glanced at her and said with a smile, "Princess, this is going to be quite a show."
Sang Jiang smiled without saying a word. This was nothing; it would be too much of a loss to let Yang Liu die like this.
Since she dared to scheme against her like that, she shouldn't blame her for not showing any mercy.
Seeing that she was in a very good mood, Chunhe walked behind her and gently massaged her shoulders.
Sang Jiang raised an eyebrow: "Unsolicited kindness is always suspicious. Tell me, what do you want?"
Chunhe wasn't annoyed that her thoughts had been exposed. She smiled and asked, "Princess, how did I do today?"
Sang Jiang wiped her phoenix eyes, enjoying the relaxation brought by the shoulder: "Very good."
"Then, may I listen to the storybook?" Chunhe asked with a smile.
His tone was filled with barely suppressed anticipation and joy.
Sang Jiang smiled, in a very good mood. She deliberately suppressed her joy and said in a serious tone with a straight face, "I'll think about it."
"Ah~" Chunhe drawled out in disappointment.
"Pfft." Two seconds later, Sang Jiang couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Princess! You lied to me again!" Chunhe stomped her foot, a rare occurrence for a young girl.
Sang Jiang looked at her and said with a smile, "Who told you to be so easy to fool?"
As she spoke, she stood up and walked to the bedside: "You can be obedient, but you have to do something else."
Chunhe nodded happily and followed behind her: "Princess, please speak. Don't just say one, ten pieces are fine too."
Sang Jiang smiled and beckoned to her with her finger. Chunhe looked at her crescent-shaped eyes and couldn't help but curse inwardly: "Demon!"
...
As soon as Sang Hongfu left Yunshuang Courtyard, he headed straight for Furong Garden.
When he arrived at the entrance of Furong Garden, his face darkened as he looked at the tightly closed gate. Just as he was about to call for help, the steward rushed over, shouting, "Master! Master! Something terrible has happened!"
Sang Hongfu was already in a bad mood, and this shout gave him a perfect outlet for his anger: "You're the one who's in a bad mood!"
The butler continued running towards him, saying, "Master, you must be there! The woodshed is on fire! Aunt Yang..."
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