28. The Crown Prince's Wife's Domestic Violence Against the Crown Prince◇
◎They actually hit my son! What should I do? ◎
Jinghua Courtyard did not have a regular carriage, so they had to go to the front yard to get one. When they were ready to leave, Duan Jingchuan bumped into the servant sent by Chunyu Zhu.
"Your Highness is well. My master sent me to deliver a message that the Princess Consort is hungry and wishes to take a stroll. Please do not worry."
"Where is she?" Duan Jingchuan frowned, his heart filled with anxiety.
"Zhengqian Street".
Duan Jingchuan said no more, lowered the carriage curtain and ordered Xiong Qi to head to Zhengqian Street.
Feng Ran and Xiu'er walked along, stopping frequently, without buying any food, simply because neither of them had brought any money with them.
Feng Ran touched the jade hairpin in her hair countless times, sighing silently.
Xiuer immediately tried to dissuade her, "Princess Consort, we don't know if these snacks are clean or not. It's better to eat less of them. Let's go back to the manor quickly."
Feng Ran gazed longingly at the crispy pastry in front of her, saying, “Xiuer, you’re wrong. The vendors here all look honest and upright. Look how much the men on the street are enjoying their food. If my whole outfit wasn’t a gift from my husband, I would definitely trade it for something delicious.”
Xiuer smiled and said, "The Crown Prince and the Princess Consort have a very good relationship."
Feng Ran looked up at the setting sun and said with deep emotion, "This is my golden thigh, my provider, so naturally we have a better relationship."
The feelings seemed to have gone astray. Xiu'er tentatively said, "The Crown Prince's wife and the Crown Prince are husband and wife, so what I'm referring to is the affection between husband and wife."
"Wasn't I talking about marital affection?"
Xiuer sighed silently, her heart filled with worry. It seemed that the day when the Crown Prince and Crown Princess would consummate their marriage was still far away!
In the blink of an eye, the two had reached the street corner, and after turning the corner, they could see the gate of the Marquis of Dingbei's mansion.
Unexpectedly, I ran head-to-head with Xiong Qi's car frame.
"Princess Consort, you're here." Xiong Qi breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the Princess Consort; he had been almost frightened by the Prince's oppressive aura.
He quickly stopped the carriage, and Duan Jingchuan leaned out before it had even come to a complete stop. His expression softened slightly when he saw that Feng Ran was safe and sound.
Upon seeing Duan Jingchuan, Feng Ran was extremely surprised. "Husband, why did you come out? Did something happen?"
Duan Jingchuan smiled gently and said slowly, "I've come to take Madam home."
"You came out for me?" Feng Ran felt a little guilty; she had actually caused trouble for her benefactor. "I'll go back with you now." She made a move to get into the car.
Duan Jingchuan carefully wiped his sweaty hands with a handkerchief, then took Feng Ran's hand in his. "It's alright. Since Madam wishes to take a walk, I will accompany her."
Feng Ran looked delighted and said that Duan Jingchuan had gotten enough exercise for the day and didn't need to walk with her, but she still pulled Duan Jingchuan along and slowly walked towards the mansion. Fortunately, there wasn't much of a way left.
"Husband, you have no idea, the snacks from the Duke of Lu are not tasty at all. Have you prepared any delicious snacks for me? I'm so hungry, I forgot to bring my money."
"Um."
Duan Jingchuan didn't say much along the way, but Feng Ran kept chattering away, and the two of them kept their hands clasped together.
Xiuer, who was bringing up the rear, got into Xiong Qi's carriage and followed behind at a leisurely pace. The two of them laughed like cats that had just stolen some cream.
Xiong Qi lowered his voice to a whisper: "Is the Crown Princess unhappy?"
Xiuer thought about it carefully, then shook her head. Although the Princess Consort had been scolded by the Lady of the Marquis, she showed no sign of distress and was only thinking about eating. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but laugh out loud again.
The two walked all the way to Jinghua Courtyard, where the delicious food that Feng Ran had been longing for was served.
Looking at the pile of small white balls in the bowl, which even smelled sweet, Feng Ran was very puzzled. "Husband, what are these?"
"This is called sweet fermented rice dumplings, have a taste." This dish is a hometown specialty of a chef. He ordered it to be made because it looked novel. He tasted a few and found them slightly sweet, thinking that his wife would like them.
This pure white object didn't look very appetizing, but Feng Ran couldn't bear to refuse her husband's kind offer, so she took a small bite.
Hmm, it's refreshing and fragrant with a slightly strange taste, but it's also sweet, soft, and chewy, quite appetizing. With two dumplings in her mouth, she mumbled, "Husband, these dumplings are delicious."
The bowl of fermented rice balls that Duan Jingchuan prepared for Feng Ran was not big, only about the size of a young woman's fist. Given Feng Ran's appetite, she could eat ten more bowls and still not be full.
Sure enough, Feng Ran finished her food in a few bites and then looked on longingly for more food.
Duan Jingchuan chuckled softly and served another bowl, slightly larger.
Duan Jingchuan was the only one to enjoy the delicious food on the table, while Feng Ran happily ate a bowl of sweet fermented rice dumplings.
The chef had clearly calculated Feng Ran's appetite; the bowl was just the right size.
However, the further Feng Ran ate, the slower she picked up and put down her spoon, her face became flushed, and her eyes grew increasingly unfocused.
Duan Jingchuan suddenly realized he might have overlooked something and tentatively asked, "Has Madam eaten enough?"
Feng Ran, her eyes blurry with drunkenness, stared longingly at Duan Jingchuan. Suddenly, she lunged forward and hugged him tightly, burying her head in his neck and nuzzling him. "You hug me all day long, so today I'll hug you too."
"Husband, husband, wife." Duan Jingchuan was at a loss, his voice trembling. He was completely frightened by Feng Ran's actions. He struggled a few times, but found that she was holding him even tighter.
With his ears turning red, Duan Jingchuan tentatively grabbed Feng Ran's waist, trying to pull her away.
Unexpectedly, Feng Ran raised her head and chuckled, "Don't you want to hug me anymore? I know you always sit down, come on!"
As soon as Feng Ran finished speaking, she lunged forward, knocking Duan Jingchuan to the ground.
It was a cold winter day, and Feng Ran didn't usually like wearing shoes, so she had a thick blanket on. Duan Jingchuan wasn't in too much pain from the fall, but his tailbone still felt a little uncomfortable, and he was even more dazed.
Duan Jingchuan was completely clueless, wondering what the lady thought of him. Of course, it was more likely that he was just talking nonsense while drunk.
The crackling sounds inside startled Xiong Qi and Xiu'er, who were guarding outside the door.
"Your Highness, Your Highness's Wife, what's wrong?" she said, kicking the door open as she entered.
The two saw the Crown Princess clinging to the Crown Prince in an extremely ungraceful manner, her little head rubbing against him repeatedly.
Xiuer blushed and pulled Xiong Qi, trying to get out.
Duan Jingchuan's eye twitched. "Wait a minute."
Xiong Qi then boldly took a closer look, and what he saw made him realize that the Crown Princess seemed to be drunk.
Neither of them knew how to proceed, so Duan Jingchuan patiently called out, "Madam, would you please get up and go back to your room to sleep?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Ran looked up and said foolishly, "Why are you down there? Shouldn't you be up there?"
After saying that, they flipped over and switched places.
Duan Jingchuan knelt and lay prostrate on Feng Ran, their noses touching, their breaths audible to each other.
His usually pale face was now flushed, and Duan Jingchuan's toes were trembling.
Feng Ran released her grip on Duan Jingchuan, who scrambled to his feet. He reached out to help Feng Ran, but just as he was about to touch her, he realized it was pointless and quickly withdrew his hand, giving Xiu'er a meaningful look.
Xiuer hurriedly stepped forward to help Feng Ran up, but unexpectedly Feng Ran sprang to her feet, walked around in a figure-eight pattern, and then fixed her gaze on Duan Jingchuan.
"Young man, you are so handsome, I like you." After saying that, she pounced on him again.
With a loud thud, Feng Ran's forehead slammed directly into Duan Jingchuan's lips, causing Duan Jingchuan to hiss in pain.
Hearing this sound, both Xiong Qi and Xiu'er felt sorry for the young master.
Before Duan Jingchuan could react, Feng Ran's two devilish hands directly covered Duan Jingchuan's face. "Oh, look how smooth this little face is, it's really nice, I like it."
Not only did he make jokes, but his hands were also restlessly kneading and pinching, changing the appearance of Duan Jingchuan's delicate features.
Xiong Qi and Xiu'er exchanged a glance. They judged that the young master was not in danger, and the two of them quietly left, leaving only Duan Jingchuan and Feng Ran in the room.
No matter how much the two people inside made a fuss, the two people outside the door neither heard nor looked.
After a while, the noise inside the room finally subsided.
Xiong Qi and Xiu'er exchanged a meaningful glance and smiled knowingly. They thought the two princes were about to consummate their marriage, but to their surprise, Duan Jingchuan carried the princess out of the room.
At this moment, Duan Jingchuan looked extremely disheveled, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his gait was very unnatural, and his ears were as red as if they had been painted with dye.
After sending Feng Ran to the main room, Duan Jingchuan quickly slipped back into his study where he usually rested and refused to come out again. At the same time, he muttered to Xiong Qi that he should skip his morning exercise the next day.
In the past, Jinghua Courtyard was so well-sealed that it was extremely difficult for news to get out.
However, recently, the Crown Prince and Crown Princess have been frequently seen training at the martial arts arena, and news of Gyeonghwawon has become widely known.
Yesterday, Feng Ran abandoned the carriage of the Marquis of Dingbei's residence and walked back to her own residence alone. Although this was against the rules, Old Marquis Duan did not intend to investigate it further, since it was a matter of the inner quarters.
It's not right for a man to stretch his arms out that far.
The Lady of the Marquis was supposed to instruct the Princess Consort, but considering their sordid relationship, she remained silent and decided to give them the cold shoulder for a while.
He had originally planned to offer some pointers to Feng Ran if she came to the training ground today. However, he never expected to be greeted not by Feng Ran or Duan Jingchuan, but by Xiong Qi instead.
"My lord, the heir sent me to deliver a message that he and his wife are not feeling well and will not be coming for their morning exercise for the next few days."
Having spent the entire night rehearsing his speech, Lord Duan looked displeased and asked in a cold voice, "Are you going to give up halfway?"
Xiong Qi looked troubled, unsure whether he should speak or not.
"Why are you hesitating? Just say what you have to say."
"Your Highness, the young master has suffered some minor injuries and needs to recuperate for a while, so the young master's wife will naturally not be accompanying him."
"Jingchuan is injured?" Old Marquis Duan frowned deeply.
Xiong Qi figured he would find out about this sooner or later anyway, and besides, it was just a little fun between the two young masters, so there was no harm in telling them. It would also make the old Marquis happy, and the relationship between the couple was finally making progress.
"My lord, yesterday the Crown Princess got drunk and accidentally bumped into you. It was you who carried her back to the main room to sleep."
"What? The Crown Prince's wife is abusing the Crown Prince?" Marquis Duan was shocked, his face stiffening.
Xiong Qi's cheeks twitched, utterly perplexed. Why would Old Marquis Duan arrive at this conclusion? He couldn't help but say, "This was an accident."
The old Marquis Duan's expression was extremely conflicted. At this moment, he had no mind to practice martial arts. He put down his spear and muttered to himself from time to time, "I really shouldn't have provoked that girl. She actually hit my son. What should I do?"
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