"Grandfather, don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who kills innocent people indiscriminately. I know my limits," Xie Chang'an said, feeling somewhat aggrieved.
Judging from the attitudes of the ancestor and grandfather, they clearly care about Ye Jingchen. Doesn't anyone care about his feelings?
A dignified seven-foot-tall man, married into the Eastern Palace?
This is clearly an insult from the royal family to him and the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion!
"If I were truly a reborn person, I would naturally have many ways to protect the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, and I would never have to sell my body or sacrifice my virtue—" Xie Chang'an said with great difficulty.
He couldn't understand how someone who was ashamed to even talk about these things could not possibly not try to stop them.
Selling one's looks?
Sacrifice your body?
When the old lady and the Duke of Zhenguo heard Xie Chang'an say this, their faces showed a complicated expression.
"You insisted on becoming the Crown Princess yourself. In order to be with the Crown Prince openly, you even schemed against the people of the world, almost causing internal strife in Dayuan. If it weren't for the many hardships you suffered in the past, the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion would never have tolerated someone like you who deceives the emperor!" The old lady said with a sneer.
For some reason, Xie Chang'an suddenly felt a pain in his back.
"Impossible, I don't like men, how could I do such a thing?" he retorted instinctively.
He has always been a man of few desires and has no interest in matters of men and women. No matter how beautiful or charming a woman is, she cannot move his heart. So how could he possibly like a man who is not even as good-looking as him?
What is he after?
"Chang'an, do you really not like men?" The Duchess, who had just returned from the kitchen, overheard this and asked happily.
"Grandmother, of course I won't—"
The old matriarch stopped him from continuing, saying, "Chang'an, your marriage to the Crown Prince concerns the fate of the nation. Be careful what you say."
“Mother, if Chang’an really doesn’t like men, wouldn’t it be torture for him to be with His Highness the Crown Prince? Doesn’t His Majesty also dislike Chang’an? Wouldn’t it be His Majesty’s wish to separate them?” the Duchess said excitedly.
"You saw how much he used to like His Highness the Crown Prince. Now that he says he doesn't like him anymore, do you believe him?" the old lady said irritably, glancing at the Duke of Zhenguo after she finished speaking.
“Madam, Mother has something to say to Chang’an alone. Let’s go first,” the Duke of Zhenguo said to his wife.
"Chang'an, the calming soup must be drunk while it's hot; it won't be as effective if it gets cold!" The Duchess reminded her before leaving.
Xie Chang'an felt that only his grandmother was normal in the family, and everyone else was acting strangely.
He drank the calming soup his grandmother had personally cooked, and it tasted just like he remembered.
"Grandfather, what do you want to tell me?" Xie Chang'an asked while drinking soup.
"Don't leave the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion until your memory returns," the old lady said.
"I can stay here for now, but what if I can never recover those memories you mentioned? Am I going to be trapped here forever?"
To this day, Xie Chang'an does not believe that he has lost his memory.
"That depends on His Highness the Crown Prince's decision."
It's Ye Jingchen again!
"Why should my fate be in his hands?" Xie Chang'an asked indignantly.
"He is the ruler, and you are the subject. Do you really intend to rebel against the Heavenly Gang?" the old matriarch asked meaningfully.
Xie Chang'an hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
Yesterday he was still a king who had the final say and looked down on the world, but today he has become a male concubine. The difference is too great!
"Where is your memory currently stuck? There's no need to hide it; we already know about your past," the old lady said.
Xie Chang'an found it hard to believe that he would tell his family everything, whether it was their fate or the fate of Da Yuan.
But surely the ancestors wouldn't lie to him, would they?
Perhaps something happened that led him to reveal everything that had happened in the past.
After all, Ye Jingchen wasn't particularly surprised when he heard him refer to himself as "朕" (the imperial "I"), and even warned him not to use that word, which suggests that Ye Jingchen likely knew about his past.
If even Ye Jingchen knows about it, there's no reason he wouldn't tell his family.
“Yesterday, I did what I always do: attend the morning court, review memorials, and handle government affairs. Everything was normal before I went to bed, but everything changed after I woke up,” Xie Chang’an confessed honestly.
Little did he know that with each thing he said, the old lady's gaze towards him subtly shifted.
The old lady had always felt that her great-grandson was hiding something from her. Now that he had lost his memory, she thought she could trick him, but she never expected to uncover such a shocking secret.
No wonder he's been so audacious and reckless all his life!
"Are you doing a good job as...?" the old lady asked vaguely.
"The great-grandson dares not slacken for even a day!" Xie Chang'an said solemnly.
"Under my rule, the people's lives, while not exactly peaceful and prosperous, are definitely better than—"
"Enough! What's past is past. Now you are a subject of Dayuan, and His Highness's Crown Princess. Never forget your place!" The old matriarch warned him, not letting him continue.
"Xie Jia, your master didn't say anything incoherent after waking up in the East Palace, did he?" The old lady thought for a moment, then, feeling uneasy, called Xie Jia out again.
Xie Jia really wanted to ask, what kind of talk counts as nonsense?
As the master's personal bodyguard, he knew almost all of his secrets, but he didn't know about what had just happened, because his master had never told the old lady, the Duke of Zhenguo, or the young master.
So when His Highness the Crown Prince easily determined that his master had amnesia, he was completely baffled.
Now he finally understood how His Highness the Crown Prince had been so certain that his master had lost his memory in such a short time.
Therefore, the old lady was clearly trying to trick her master, and the master fell for it.
Xie Jia couldn't help but cast a pitying glance at his master.
He had a premonition that once his master regained his memory, he would definitely receive a severe beating.
However, the old lady's question cannot be ignored at this moment.
"His Majesty referred to himself as '朕' (Zhen) several times, but His Highness the Crown Prince told him that he could not say that."
In short, he has explained everything that needed to be explained.
The old lady understood Xie Jia's unspoken meaning and was filled with emotion.
After a long while, she finally spoke to Xie Chang'an, saying, "Chang'an, look, you even told His Highness the Crown Prince such a crucial secret, which shows how much you trust him. And even though he knows such a secret, he is still willing to believe in you and protect the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion in every way, which shows his affection for you."
Xie Chang'an had no way to refute it.
He had received too much information before, so he couldn't calm down to think about his relationship with Ye Jingchen. He only had an instinctive aversion to this person.
But the old man's words enlightened him.
Ye Jingchen is the Crown Prince of Dayuan. He really can't imagine how good his relationship with Ye Jingchen must be for him to be willing to tell him such a secret that could bring the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion to ruin.
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