Chapter 131 is here as expected!
Princess Anping shook her head. "It's too late. If we take the wrong path, we'll just have to keep going. At worst, I can just move back to the Princess' Mansion and not worry about what happens to them in the future."
Jiang Fei sighed, "Princess, you are not punishing him, you are punishing yourself."
"Then what else can I do?"
"Divorce." Jiang Fei said, "There are many people better than Zhang Zheng. Even if the princess doesn't want to find someone anymore, she can still be free."
Princess Anping was shocked, as if she had heard something out of the blue. "Divorce? That's something that only happens between common people. It's never happened in the royal family."
"Everything has a first time." Jiang Fei pulled her to sit down. "There's no law that says members of the royal family can't divorce, right?"
Princess Anping said weakly, "If I divorce and return home, what will others think of me? And how will I save my mother's reputation?"
Jiang Fei understood that, not to mention the ancient people, many people in modern times also hold the same idea. Even if the marriage is riddled with problems, people still regard it as an unspeakable stain. They would rather consume each other in a marriage of hostility than face the reality of a broken marriage.
Princess Anping pinched the comb in a tangled manner. "After the divorce, I don't plan to remarry. Even if we don't divorce, I'm still alone. I'm living alone anyway. I can endure it and save face for everyone."
"Compared to these empty promises," Jiang Fei looked her straight in the eyes, "Shouldn't Princess think about yourself first? You're only in your early twenties. Are you going to spend the next few decades like this? Then watch Zhang Zheng and that concubine Zhou have many children and grandchildren while you're all alone and miserable, and end up turning yourself into a resentful woman?"
Princess Anping seemed to see the future from her words, and her expression was a little hesitant. "But divorce, how can it be that easy?"
"How do you know if you haven't tried? Maybe it's easier than you think. After all, the princess loves you so much."
"I, let me think about it again." Princess Anping said.
"Okay." Jiang Fei was not going to force it anymore and took the comb to comb her hair.
Princess Anping took back the comb and asked, "You only think about me, don't you think about yourself?"
Jiang Fei couldn't say that she was thinking all day about how to complete the mission and return. She thought too much about herself.
Princess Anping looked at her expression in the mirror, her hands moving more gently. "You think Prince Zhaoning is good, but I'm afraid you're the only one in the capital who thinks so. Everyone is either afraid of him or hates him."
"Not really." Jiang Fei said, "Wei Ciying also thinks he is good."
"But Prince Zhaoning only thinks about you. The prince also specifically instructed that if you ask where he has been."
Jiang Fei raised her head, "What did he say?"
"He said..." Princess Anping deliberately dragged out her tone, "to save you from worrying too much."
Jiang Fei was so angry that she slammed the hairpin on the table: "This bastard, who cares about him!"
Princess Anping smiled and took out another jade hairpin from her dressing table. "This one suits you."
Jiang Fei had tied her hair into a bun. Not long after the two of them had breakfast, the old steward of the villa hurried into the yard.
"Princess, Miss, someone from the Jiang Mansion came and said that the old lady is unwell. Miss, please go back."
Princess Anping immediately asked, "Is it serious?"
"He said he was too ill to get up," said the old steward.
Old Madam Jiang has always been in poor health. The last time Jiang Fei went to pay her respects, she heard Nanny Zhang say that the old lady was coughing up blood.
"Then I'll go back." Jiang Fei said.
"Then I'll go back with you."
"No need." Jiang Fei said, "You don't have to take the things. I'll come back later."
A few people got on the carriage and headed for Jiang Mansion. There was already someone waiting in front of the gate. When they saw them, they hurriedly led them to the inner courtyard.
Jiang Fei carefully observed the expression of the guide and found that her eyes were flickering and her steps were unsteady, which clearly indicated that there was something fishy going on.
"Miss, there's no need to bring so many people with you when you go to see the old lady, right?" said the old woman.
"Nine Peaches."
Jiutao said: "Miss."
Jiang Fei turned around and said, "You don't have to follow me. Go back to the west wing and wait for me. Don't run around."
Jiutao nodded in confusion.
The old woman said, "Then this one..."
"I'm the prince's personal bodyguard." Wen Zhu said, "Do you understand what personal bodyguard means?"
"I understand," the old woman said, nodding and bowing with a wry smile. "Oh, look how dumb I am! The old lady just had the Buddhist altar cleaned up a few days ago. If you bring this sword from your waist to the bedside, you might offend the Buddha and even aggravate the old lady's condition. How about you leave the sword with me first? I'll return it to you intact after the young lady has visited her."
Wen Zhu pushed the knife out half an inch, "Okay, I'll take the knife with my head, will you take it?"
The old woman shuddered with fear and dared not say anything. She thought to herself that there were so many people inside, could it be that they couldn't capture two women?
"Then go first, the old lady is in a hurry."
Jiang Fei followed the old woman, slowed down her pace, and deliberately asked, "Grandma, what new medicine can you use these days?"
The old woman was stunned and stammered, "Old slave, I am not a personal servant of Songhe Hall, so I am not sure about this."
Jiang Fei smiled and continued forward. After walking a distance, she stopped and said, "This is not the way to Songhe Hall."
Cold sweat oozed from the old woman's forehead. She forced a smile and said, "Second Miss, you don't know, but the old lady moved to the east wing to recuperate this morning. She said something about the purple air coming from the east."
"Really?" Jiang Fei narrowed her eyes. "That's perfect. I'll go and pay my respects to my father first."
"Master, master is not at home." The old woman's voice trembled.
Jiang Fei swung her sleeves violently, "How dare you! You even dare to lie to your master!"
She turned around and was about to go out, but saw that several maids and servants had blocked her way.
Wen Zhu smiled contemptuously, without even drawing his sword, and rolled up his sleeves to attack, but was held down by Jiang Fei.
"Miss, what's wrong?"
When Jiang Fei came here earlier, she had a vague guess in her mind. It turned out that the master invited by the Yao family should have arrived. It seemed that the old lady's serious illness was just an excuse.
"We are all family, don't do anything." Jiang Fei said with a smile: "Is grandma sick? If mother wants to see me, just let me know."
"Yes, yes, yes," the old woman hurried down the stairs, "it's the Madam who wants to see the Second Young Miss."
"Then why bother mobilizing so many troops? Lead the way."
The old woman immediately breathed a sigh of relief and continued walking with the two of them.
Wen Zhu came close to Jiang Fei and whispered, "There's something fishy going on. What's your plan, Miss?"
"Take advantage of their own strategy,"
Jiang Fei whispered, "You will listen to my orders later. Don't make a move unless I tell you to."
Wen Zhu nodded and looked around warily again.
When she arrived at the gate of the east courtyard, Jiang Fei looked up. From the outside, nothing seemed to have changed, but as soon as she stepped in, she stopped.
The courtyard door behind him slammed shut with a clang. Wen Zhu subconsciously wanted to kick it open, and even raised his legs, but then he remembered Jiang Fei's instructions and forced himself to put his legs down.
Jiang Fei glanced around. There were copper bells tied with red strings in the corridor, crooked talismans were pasted on the window sills, and strips of yellow cloth with unknown patterns on them hung from the eaves.
Jiang Fei's heart trembled - he came as expected!
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