Chapter 1260: Does the Imperial Sister also think that I am not worthy of Fuso?
When Jiang Wan was preparing her dress for the wedding banquet, she happened to meet the emperor with a slightly blushing face.
Maybe he drank some wine, because he smelled strongly of alcohol.
But her eyes were clear, "Royal sister, where is the prince?"
"He's on official business. I'll send someone to fetch him right away."
Jiang Wan asked the kitchen to prepare a few bowls of sobering soup and served some snacks.
"Your Majesty, drinking is harmful to your health. Why do you torture yourself like this?"
"Does the Imperial sister also think that I am not worthy of Fuso?"
The emperor was obviously still a little angry. He took sips of the sobering soup, but stared at Jiang Wan intently, wanting an answer.
"The emperor is worth a fortune, how can I not be worthy of him?"
Jiang Wan knew that he didn’t like to hear flattery, so she added, “It’s just that the time and place for you to meet weren’t right.
There is no absolute right or wrong in this matter, but I believe that you both have each other in your hearts.”
"Fusang does have me in her heart, but unfortunately I can't compare to her freedom."
The emperor smiled mockingly, probably realizing how important he was in Fusang's heart, and he felt uncomfortable.
Jiang Wan was silent for a long while, not knowing how to comfort him.
"She also said that she is only leaving the palace temporarily and will come back when she misses you."
"Sister, do you still believe she will come back?"
It turned out that the emperor was not that stupid. He saw clearly that no one who had experienced freedom would be willing to be his canary.
So this time, he was afraid that he would really lose Fuso.
"I can't promise that."
Jiang Wan didn't dare to say anything with certainty, which made the emperor feel even more uncomfortable, because he was not the only one who thought so.
"Imperial sister, I will leave Jiuzhou in two days."
The emperor suddenly changed the subject, "I don't believe in you, Your Highness, but I believe in you. I believe that you are the same person as Fusang and have no interest in my seat."
He was indeed wary of Song Jiuyuan, but he trusted Jiang Wan.
"Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty."
Jiang Wan didn’t want to be constantly watched by his people, so she said, “Not much else.
As long as the prince and my son are here, I will never let them covet your position."
"Thank you, sister."
The emperor was grateful, and after returning to Beijing, he appointed their son Xiaoshu as the crown prince.
When Song Jiuyuan came, the emperor and Jiang Wan returned to their former brother-sister relationship.
"emperor."
Song Jiuyuan felt strange, but after not seeing each other for a short time, why did the way he looked at him change a little?
"Prince Regent, I will be leaving Jiuzhou soon, and I need you to do a few things."
The emperor took Song Jiuyuan to the study, and Jiang Wan would not disturb them from talking.
He also asked the small kitchen to prepare a lot of food. By the time they finished chatting, it was already evening, so they could have dinner together.
Considering that the emperor would soon leave Jiuzhou, Jiang Wan personally cooked several of her signature dishes.
Buddha Jumps Over the Wall and Dongpo Pork, etc.
"My sister's cooking skills are as good as ever."
The emperor ate very contentedly at the banquet, as if the sadness he felt when Fusang left had disappeared.
"If you like, I'll write down the recipe and have the people in the Imperial Study make it for you."
Jiang Wan has always been generous to him. It’s not that the imperial chef doesn’t know how to cook, but his method is different from Jiang Wan’s.
"Thank you very much, my dear sister. From now on, I will be able to taste your cooking skills in the palace, just like you are by my side."
The emperor smiled sincerely. They all knew that Jiang Wan would never be able to live in Kyoto permanently.
This can be considered as a way of missing Jiang Wan.
After all, Jiang Wan is not only a princess, but also a queen, the queen of the regent.
After dinner, Song Jiuyuan personally sent the emperor back to the small courtyard where Fusang lived.
When Song Jiuyuan came back in the evening, Jiang Wan had already washed up and seemed to be waiting for him.
"What did you talk about? He seemed a lot less wary of me."
"It's nothing more than assuring him that you and Xiaoshu won't covet his throne."
Jiang Wan's expression was full of helplessness, "In fact, you and he have no blood relationship at all.
He is just a king of a different surname, why should he worry so much? "
Neither she nor Song Jiuyuan had this ambition.
"It's normal for an emperor to be suspicious."
Song Jiuyuan was not angry, because the person he personally supported to the position had no guard at all.
Then he would have to worry about whether he could hold on to that position.
"You are quite patient with him."
Jiang Wan snorted, causing Song Jiuyuan to pull her into his arms, "After all, he is the emperor.
We should give him some time to grow and not restrict him too much, so that he can become independent sooner.
By then, you and I can travel the world like Fusang, and I will accompany you."
He knew that Jiang Wan stayed in Jiuzhou entirely because of him, otherwise she would not be able to sit still.
"Wait until the kids are a little older."
Jiang Wan smiled, and the two of them were as sweet as a newlywed couple. Even Chuntao, who was serving in the next room, felt blushing.
The prince and the princess have such a good relationship.
As the emperor said, he left Jiuzhou very quickly, as quietly as he had come, without alarming any officials in Jiuzhou.
And Ren Chang was also dealt with by Song Jiuyuan.
Jiang Wan did not go to the execution on the day, but when she came back that day, she smelled the blood on Song Jiuyuan with her sensitive nose.
"Are you hurt?"
"Not me."
Song Jiuyuan also knew that Jiang Wan was worried about him, so he said hurriedly, "Someone robbed the execution ground.
Fortunately, we were well prepared, and I dealt with a few of them myself."
That's why there is a smell on my body.
The people in Xingyue Tower are really like indestructible cockroaches, always coming in waves.
"I'm afraid there will be more to come about this Xingyue Tower."
Jiang Wan was speechless. The Xingyue Tower was indeed difficult to deal with. Song Jiuyuan nodded slightly.
"I'll go wash up first."
"Yeah, okay."
Jiang Wan carefully picked out a set of clothes for Song Jiuyuan. At this moment, Chu Qi came to find her wearing a coat.
"Sister-in-law, Jiuchi had recovered almost completely in the past few days, but for some reason, he suddenly had a fever this morning."
"Have you had the court doctor check it out?"
Jiang Wan knew that Chu Qi came to see her, and was afraid that it would not be that simple. Sure enough, Chu Qi said:
"The court doctor has examined me, and the medicine he prescribed doesn't seem to be very effective, so I came to bother my sister-in-law."
"I'll go with you and take a look."
Jiang Wan told someone to tell Song Jiuyuan, and then followed Chu Qi to Song Jiuchi and his family's courtyard.
At this moment, Song Qing and Madam Song were both awake. They were guarding Song Jiuchi, and Madam Song was so anxious that she burst into tears.
"What's going on? Didn't it recover before?"
"Don't worry, mom. I'll take a look."
Jiang Wan placed her fingertips on Song Jiuyuan's wrist, gazing at his expression.
His face, which had regained its rosy color a long time ago, had now turned pale again, and he looked a little weak.
"Sister-in-law, I'm fine."
"Just shut up."
Song Qing couldn't help but scold his son, "Can't you just say if you feel uncomfortable?
Why are you trying so hard to make your mother and your wife so anxious? "
Of course, he was worried too.
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