When Jingyan realized the situation was bad, he thought that if he really let Yuejiang send someone to punish the two maids and send them to Xiande Hall, then they would be completely exposed.
Before he could even think about why Yue Jiang was so angry, he quickly grabbed her and pulled her into his arms.
“Jiang’er, you’ve always been kind and gentle, treating your two maids like younger sisters. Why are you getting angry for no reason? Besides, you’re pregnant. What if you hurt yourself and the baby?”
Yue Jiang said aggrievedly, "But they lied to me. Your Highness also said that I treated them as younger sisters. What kind of younger sister lies to her older sister?"
“No, those two have been with me since they were little. If there’s anything strange about their actions, I would definitely be able to tell at a glance. It’s unlikely that they would lie to me.”
"But if they didn't lie to me, could it be that Your Highness lied to me?"
After speaking, she looked at Jing Yan with misty eyes, her expression filled with sorrow and pity.
Yue Jiang's voice choked with emotion, each word seeming to be a confirmation of something.
"What good would it do Your Highness to deceive me? Would it allow me to immediately return to Xiande Palace and live in peace and quiet?"
"How could I lie to you?" Jing Yan's words of self-justification lacked conviction.
However, as if she trusted Jing Yan completely, when he said no, two tears instantly slid from Yue Jiang's tearful eyes, and then her gaze became even more determined to find Qing Ke Qing Fei.
"They're just lying to me. They dare to slack off and make things up for such a small task. What will they do when they have to handle something important? I was planning to entrust my child to them in the future. How can I feel at ease now?"
"Your Highness, are you really at ease?"
When Jingyan saw Yuejiang's hand fall on her abdomen, suddenly everything he had been wondering about became clear.
It turns out that Yue Jiang was afraid that her maidservant would become disloyal, and that after the child was born, she would be taking care of the wrong person.
The two maids, Qingke and Qingfei, came from the Moon Kingdom with Yuejiang. Their bond as mistresses in a foreign land was unlike that of ordinary mistresses and servants, and Jingyan found it difficult to find a new and trustworthy replacement in a short time.
If Yue Jiang unintentionally mistreats them because of a misunderstanding, it will definitely be bad for Yue Jiang.
Jing Yan sighed silently, carefully choosing his words to explain.
"Of course I'm worried, but maybe they weren't lying. Today I only glanced at Xiande Hall casually, so I probably didn't look as closely as they did."
"Didn't Jiang'er give me a lot of things? The fire is serious, and it is very necessary to replace the damaged beams. It won't be done in less than a month."
Yue Jiang worriedly said, "Is a month enough? His Highness said that the candlestick was overturned before it burned in the study. The items in the palace must have been damaged first, such as... the bookshelf."
Jing Yan's pupils flickered slightly, and he tried his best to appear calm and composed as he said, "One of the bookshelves was burned."
Yue Jiang nodded seriously: "That's right, there are so many books up there. His Highness's bookshelves usually take up an entire wall. If a fire breaks out, not only will the books be destroyed, but the wall itself will collapse."
"How could a big fire only burn down one wall and be finished in a month?"
Her final tone was highly skeptical.
Jing Yan cleared his throat, suddenly feeling a pang of regret. He should have just burned down a room.
"Someone come here!" he shouted.
Then Jing Yan's personal attendant hurried over with a bow. As soon as the attendant greeted him, Jing Yan's words startled him.
"Just now, the Crown Princess and I discussed the damage to Xiande Hall. The construction period is complicated, and it seems like it should take... two or three months."
The attendant looked confused, but after glancing at the Crown Princess, he instantly understood. He mumbled, "Isn't two or three months too long? Xiande Palace can't wait..."
"Didn't the Crown Princess send golden nanmu wood and glazed tiles, etc.? I think it can be completed in two or three months if it is used in Xiande Hall."
The attendant understood completely: His Highness wanted to continue living in Yichun Palace and was using these things to delay the construction.
"Yes, this old servant will definitely inform them," the attendant thought, thinking that with the new things, His Highness would be so happy that he would forget about Xiande Palace.
After the attendant left, Yue Jiang couldn't help but chuckle in Jing Yan's arms. She had originally intended to make Jing Yan confess without being asked, to embarrass him.
Later, I thought, why bother with any tricks? I might as well let him cover for me.
Anyway, Jing Yan is good at making his own excuses.
"Your Highness, my hand hurts."
Just as Jing Yan exhaled, Yue Jiang's whispered voice rang out. He looked down and saw beads of blood appearing on Yue Jiang's right hand fingers.
"I didn't notice just now that I broke the thread holding the silver needle. The needle was hidden in my sleeve, and it pricked me when I moved."
"I heard that you have to hold it in your mouth to stop the bleeding, but I'm pregnant now and I don't like the smell of blood."
The blood bead gradually enlarged. Although it wasn't considered serious in Jing Yan's eyes, it was already a minor injury for a pampered girl like Yue Jiang.
He understood the meaning behind Yue Jiang's words, took her fingers in his hand, and lowered his head to place his lips on Yue Jiang's fingertips.
The faint smell of blood was nothing compared to the shock of Jing Yan severing an enemy's artery and gushing blood during a battle, so it didn't make him feel nauseous.
On the contrary, Yue Jiang's fingertips were very soft, and Jing Yan licked her wounds.
A moment later, the smell of blood faded, and he observed Yue Jiang's fingertip. Apart from a small red dot, no more blood was flowing out.
Jing Yan blew on Yue Jiang's fingers one last time: "Alright, be careful next time, don't be so reckless."
Yue Jiang didn't take it to heart: "Anyway, Your Highness is here. When my finger is injured, Your Highness cares about it; when my wrist is chafed, Your Highness applies medicine."
These words brought back memories of Jing Yan's first meeting with Yue Jiang; she actually remembered them.
"Your Highness, who bit your hand? Which sister has never told me?"
While Jing Yan was distracted, Yue Jiang had already taken his hand and was circling his thumb and forefinger with her fingertips. The tingling sensation made Jing Yan think of the scene where Yue Jiang gave him a hard bite and then gently blew on his wound in the tent.
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