Outside the Ninth Prince's Mansion,
Song Yushu, Mo Qingrui, and others were all present.
They all craned their necks in anticipation until the carriage stopped at the door, and until they saw Jiang Qingwan being helped off the carriage by Mo Yunhan, her face rosy and showing no signs of pain. Only then did they all breathe a sigh of relief.
Lian'er had already shed tears in her eyes in the corner, but she didn't dare to go forward because of her lowly status.
Song Yushu and Zheng Qing led everyone in kneeling and paying their respects.
"Attending to the Regent and the Regent's Consort."
Mo Yunhan quickly bent down to help the couple.
"Uncle, Aunt, there's no need for such formalities between us."
Song Yushu took a handkerchief and wiped the corner of his eye.
"Once you're inside the mansion, you naturally won't need to."
As she spoke, she brushed aside him and grabbed Jiang Qingwan's wrist directly, her voice choked with emotion.
"Never do anything so dangerous again. My heart was pounding for days, and I only calmed down after hearing that you were all safe and sound. Fortunately, everything is over now, and the road ahead will surely be smooth. Right now, the most important thing is to arrange the wedding. We sisters are all busy with that."
As she spoke, the crowd escorted her into the palace.
Lian and Qing Sui quickly followed, and the other maids and servants also left one after another.
In the blink of an eye, the bustling mansion gate was left with only Jiang Zhao, who was not very good at socializing but had been dragged over to express his gratitude, and Zheng Qing, who was grinning foolishly with a radiant smile.
At this moment, the eunuch from the guard team, who was in charge of delivering imperial edicts, bowed and walked over.
"Your Highness, the new official robes were delivered to the palace yesterday. According to the etiquette of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the first thing you should do after returning to the capital is to go to the palace with the Princess to express your gratitude."
Mo Yunhan gave a faint "hmm".
"I will go there after I have bathed and changed. You may take your men back to report."
The eunuch dared not urge him, so he bowed and agreed, taking two steps back before turning to leave.
After the guards dispersed, Jiang Zhao bowed to Mo Yunhan.
“Your Highness, the mansion is full of women, so it is really inconvenient for me to enter. I will never forget the Princess’s life-saving grace. If there is anything I can do to help you in the future, please feel free to ask.”
Zheng Qing smiled and said, "We're all family. Princess Qingrui and the Princess Consort are on good terms, so she naturally won't stand by and watch you suffer a wrongful death."
Mo Yunhan nodded as well.
"This matter is over, but the Imperial Academy is in turmoil. It is necessary for you, sir, to set things right as soon as possible."
This touched a nerve with Jiang Zhao.
He was genuinely worried about the students.
But with public opinion so divided right now, he is finding it difficult to decide.
He could only cup his hands and say, "I have noted this down. If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."
After speaking, he bowed again, turned and left.
Zheng Qing shook his head helplessly.
"What a bookworm. Yun Han, given the current situation, shouldn't we just stop going to our fiefdom?"
Mo Yunhan remained silent.
He raised his hand and beckoned Ye Qi over, then leaned close to whisper in his ear.
"Send people out to find out the whereabouts of Zhuge Menren and Xiao Jiuhe. Also, send someone to secretly escort Mo Shaoze to the Southern Border."
Ye Qi agreed and turned to leave in a hurry.
Seeing that his expression was off, Zheng Qing quickly asked in a low voice, "Hasn't the matter been completely resolved yet?"
Mo Yunhan didn't explain further.
Instead, he asked,
"Does Uncle think that the Emperor truly intends for me to assist in governing?"
Zheng Qing was stunned for a moment.
"It's no use if the Emperor forbids it; this is the decree of the Emperor Emeritus."
Mo Yunhan sighed inwardly and said nothing more.
...
Inside the main hall,
Jiang Qingwan chatted with everyone for a while, and then she was pulled aside to have her measurements taken and choose a pattern.
After settling many things, they finally let her leave.
Lian'er accompanied her to the hot spring bath, and they finally had a chance to talk.
"Miss, Li Dou has woken up, but he can't get out of bed yet. These past few days he's been asking if you've returned, regretting that he didn't protect you. This incident was far too dangerous. Fortunately, you're alright, otherwise, Li Dou probably wouldn't have survived."
As she spoke, she sprinkled freshly picked flower petals into the hot spring.
Jiang Qingwan leaned quietly against the edge of the pool, her eyes closed, and did not reply to her.
Knowing that she was tired, Lian'er took soap and rose oil and went to help her wash her hair.
But then I suddenly noticed that her back was covered with hideous scars.
I was immediately startled.
"Miss, what happened to your back?"
Jiang Qingwan was feeling comfortable when she heard this and half-opened her eyes.
What happened to your back?
Lian'er felt a pang of heartache and reached out to touch it carefully.
The scar looked like an old wound, even though it wasn't there before.
Even with this injury, it's impossible for it to have turned into this state so quickly.
Jiang Qingwan felt a little ticklish from her touch.
I instinctively got up and moved forward to dodge.
Her long hair was gathered in front of her chest, revealing her smooth, fair back.
This time, Lian'er saw it clearly.
The scar was actually a large talisman.
And this talisman is the one she drew on the carriage that time.
She remembers it very clearly.
"Miss, is the talisman on your back gone?"
Jiang Qingwan turned her head to look at her.
Clear eyes, yet with a hint of bewilderment.
"Talismans? What talismans?"
Lian'er was stunned.
She explained anxiously, "It's the talisman you had me trace on your back last time. How did it become a scar? Did you lose too much spiritual energy fighting that old scoundrel Su Weichuan? Have you recovered yet?"
A series of questions made Jiang Qingwan's eyes flicker.
She raised her hand and gently brushed her hair back.
"Maybe so, but it's okay, I don't feel anything right now."
Lian'er's heart was still pounding.
Li Dou once said that Su Weichuan had a very capable person by his side.
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