Well, it has to be said that the ancient men played this trick in a way that was both disgusting and smooth, a skill they seemed to have mastered without a teacher.
Wu Shulai, who was standing beside Hongli, nodded, "This servant understands."
Soon, they arrived at the main courtyard.
Fucha Jinyi had already walked out, holding Dongxue's hand.
"This humble servant greets Your Highness."
"Princess Consort, rise quickly!"
Hongli took two steps to Fucha Jinyi's side, firmly grasped her wrist, and led her into the room with a smile.
Fucha Jinyi did not struggle, but instead followed Hongli while showing concern for him.
These are all things they do in their daily life as a couple. Their harmonious and loving relationship is the result of Fucha Jinyi's continuous efforts.
"Don't worry, my lady, I'm doing well," Hongli said, unbuttoning his collar. He then inquired about Yonglian and Hayihu, who were in the concubine's quarters.
When Fucha Jinyi mentioned her two children, her smile became even more genuine.
"They've eaten and drunk their fill and have been lulled to sleep by the wet nurse. Shall I go and check on them, sir?"
Hongli thought for a moment, "Go and take a look. I've been busy with court affairs these past two days and haven't had time to come and see you and your son."
Fucha Jinyi quickly understood, "Your Highness has no choice but to do this for the sake of the country and the people. My children and I understand."
The couple chatted as they quickly went to the adjacent side room.
Without waking Yonglian and Hayihu, Hongli only looked up twice, asked the wet nurse who was serving him a few questions, and then returned to the main room with Fucha Jinyi.
They didn't rest in the main room. Hongli arrived quite early, and Fucha Jinyi hadn't had dinner yet, so the couple ate together.
Because Hongli came, Fucha Jinyi sent Dongxue to the main kitchen again, and Hongli was in charge of all the food arrangements.
After Hongli finished showing concern for Fucha Jinyi, the couple went to the octagonal table and saw that it was already full of food.
After wiping his hands with a handkerchief wrung clean by the palace servants, Hongli sat down and smiled as he served Fucha Jinyi a bite of food.
Fucha Jinyi: ...
Fucha Jinyi's lips twitched, but she still looked at the other person with great gratitude.
There was no way around it; this was exactly what Hongli liked—he loved being flattered and praised, the kind of person who would be completely swayed by others.
Fucha Jin Yi had long mastered the rules of daily interaction with Hongli; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to win over the man's heart so quickly after entering the mansion. Compared to Gao Hongshan and Zhou Zhenyue, who had been by Hongli's side since the beginning, Fucha Jin Yi was naturally clever in pleasing men.
Who says that the wives of princes can't be subservient and act as confidantes to their husbands? In fact, Fucha Jinyi was adept at it.
While the two were having dinner, they kept talking. Hongli and Fucha Jinyi discussed matters of the court, while Fucha Jinyi briefly mentioned the affairs of the mansion in the backyard.
As Fucha Jinyi spoke, she steered the conversation back to Su Jingtong and Chen Yuwei, who had entered the mansion a few days earlier.
"It has been five days since the two younger sisters entered the manor. The prince has been busy in the front yard and has not had time to see the two younger sisters."
"I dare say, since His Highness came to the front courtyard today, I'll go and check on my sisters tonight."
Pushing Hongli away was done with practiced ease; clearly, Fucha Jinyi had done this kind of thing far too many times before.
That's true. After all, she was the wife of a prince. One shackle after another was placed on her body. Fucha Jinyi could not resist and could only try her best to adapt to survival.
That's a good explanation, but more importantly, Fucha Jin Yi didn't really have much personal affection for Hong Li.
When the eldest princess died, Fucha Jinyi must have hated Hongli for his inaction.
If it weren't for the fact that Fucha Jin Yi was already pregnant with Yong Lian at that time, she might have gone on a killing spree to teach Hongli's women in the harem a lesson.
Now that she has both a son and a daughter, Fucha Jinyi is not grateful to Hongli, but rather to herself for still having a bottom line as a human being, which is why she did not let Buddha take her children back.
Fucha Jin Yi actually felt more disgust and annoyance towards Hongli. If it weren't for the fact that the dignity of the Fujin (a title for a high-ranking official) required Hongli's support to be maintained, she would have preferred that Hongli never set foot in her main courtyard again.
Now, when Fucha Jinyi tries to sell Su Jingtong and Chen Yuwei to Hongli, she is not upset at all; on the contrary, she is even eager to try.
Ugh, get her out of the main courtyard right now! I really don't want to look at this person at all.
Hongli had no idea that his wife despised him, despised him to death.
Hongli was quite pleased with himself. As he ate, he teased Fucha Jinyi, "Are you really willing to let me go?"
Fucha Jinyi: Ugh, I feel like throwing up...
"What are you saying, Your Highness?" Fucha Jinyi gave Hongli a shy and reproachful look. "I am reluctant to part with them, but both of my younger sisters were personally chosen by my mother. I feel a little embarrassed that Your Highness has not been able to visit them these past few days. If we postpone it any longer, I am worried that Your Highness will be in a difficult position."
Fucha Jinyi immediately shifted the blame for her own tendency to push people onto Hongli.
Hongli not only did not think that his wife was being unreasonable, but also believed that she was showing concern for him.
Look, the princess has sacrificed a great deal for her reputation and future.
Fucha Jinyi: You're overthinking it, dear.
A beautiful misunderstanding begins with two people looking into each other's eyes.
What followed was a natural progression. After finishing his dinner in the main courtyard, Hongli said some nonsense to Fucha Jinyi about how he was only devoted to her. Then, with his hands behind his back, he strolled to the back courtyard with Wu Shulai and the others.
Fucha Jinyi watched Hongli leave, and the smile that had been on her face earlier also faded away.
Regaining her composure instantly, Fucha Jinyi instructed Dongxue to clear the food from the octagonal table, rubbed her forehead, and turned to go to the couch.
Seeing this, Dongxue quickly came over to check on her master, while also wondering why her master was turning away the prince who had finally come all this way.
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