After she finished speaking, Lord Zhang left immediately.
Sang Jiang watched his retreating figure and sighed softly.
She can give advice to others with great clarity and reasoning, but why is it that when it comes to her son, she doesn't know what to do?
Chunhe could tell that he had been in a bad mood these past few days, so she spoke softly beside her: "Princess, I can tell that His Majesty has been quite distressed these past few days. Why don't you forgive him?"
Upon hearing this, Sang Jiang's expression immediately turned cold. She pursed her lips and said in a cold voice, "Don't mention this name to me again in the future."
Chunhe was about to say something more when Sangjiang interrupted her: "If you still want to plead for him, then don't stay here any longer."
Chunhe immediately shut her mouth.
Although she didn't know why Sang Jiang was suddenly so angry with Long Jingchen, she didn't dare to ask any more questions. Given Sang Jiang's temper, if she said anything more, she might really be kicked out.
After finishing her sentence, Sang Jiang lay back on her recliner and closed her eyes.
Seeing that she was about to fall asleep again, Chunhe went inside and took a cloak and covered her with it.
When Kou'er returned, she saw Sang Jiang sleeping again. She walked to Chunhe's side and said softly, "How could you let Miss sleep here? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"
Chunhe glanced at her: "What happened between the princess and the emperor?"
Kou'er's eyes darted away slightly as she listened to her words: "It's nothing, isn't the Emperor and the Princess getting along well?"
"Good?" Chunhe was taken aback by her words: "How are they good? The princess hasn't spoken to the emperor for days."
"Oh." Kou'er shook her head: "How would I know?"
Chunhe pursed her lips: "Then what do you suggest we do? We can't just let them continue like this."
Kou'er frowned and thought for a long time before speaking: "Miss must have her own plans."
After saying that, she turned around and left.
Chunhe stared at her retreating figure, completely bewildered.
Kou'er used to love gossip, and was especially interested in the affair between the Emperor and Sang Jiang. Why is she not talking about it today?
...
Sang Jiang woke up again because she was cold.
Winter was approaching, and the weather was getting cold early. She rubbed her nose, yawned, and looked at Chunhe, saying softly, "Let's go tonight and bring Nian Shihua over."
Chunhe nodded without saying anything.
She always felt that Sang Jiang and Kou'er were hiding something from her, but when Kou'er was tight-lipped, she really was.
After dinner, she keenly sensed Nian Shihua's presence. Chunhe rushed forward and the two quickly began to wrestle.
Seeing that Nian Shihua was about to run away, Sang Jiang quickly called out to him, "Nian Shihua, stop right there! Otherwise I'll tell the Emperor about you and Sang Ruo."
Nian Shihua paused in his steps, turned around, glanced at Sang Jiang, and silently walked over, kneeling on one knee and bowing his head, saying, "This servant greets the Imperial Noble Consort."
Sang Jiang pursed her lips: "Alright, come in, I have something to tell you."
Nian Shihua was stunned by her words again, but still wisely followed behind her.
Although Sang Jiang and Sang Ruo had a good relationship, he still didn't dare to take the risk. What if Sang Jiang really said something? Given how much Long Jingchen doted on her, he would definitely believe her, and then Sang Ruo...
He didn't dare to think about the rest.
After Sang Jiang went in, she sat down immediately. For some reason, she's become increasingly lazy lately; if she can lie down, she'll definitely not sit, and if she can sit, she'll definitely not stand...
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