"But what gives you the right to shout and yell in the courtyard? Didn't Qingxin Pavilion teach you these rules properly?" Jiang Rong stood at the door, smiling casually.
Qin Youran's face paled, her lips trembled slightly, and she didn't know how to respond.
The other party was a princess, whose status was clearly much higher than hers, so she dared not act rashly.
Jiang Rong pointed at her and said to the Taoist nun beside her, "How does your Qingxin Pavilion educate such disobedient girls?"
The Taoist nun paused for a moment, glanced at Qin Youran, and slowly said, "I will... I will make her copy the 'Rules for Women' ten times."
"Ten times is too few, let's copy it a hundred times," Jiang Rong said with a smile. "You don't have to leave your room until you've finished copying it."
"What?!" Qin Youran's eyes widened in shock, then she forced a smile and said, "Princess, what if I need to use the restroom or take a bath?"
Qingxin Pavilion has a unified latrine and bathhouse, located in the east and west corners of the courtyard.
"What does it have to do with me?" Jiang Rong replied with a smile. She turned to Shen Yunjiao and said, "Let's go back. I brought you your favorite pastries."
Seeing that Jiang Rong stood up for her, Shen Yunjiao felt a little touched and said, "Okay."
The Taoist nun sighed inwardly, thinking that this Miss Qin was really blind; why did she have to go and cause trouble for Shen Yunjiao?
This girl had the prince protecting her yesterday, and today the princess is making her stand out. Anyone with a brain knows that you can mess with anyone, but you can't mess with her.
“Benefactor Qin, you have no choice but to obey the princess’s orders. Please return to your room,” the Daoist nun said calmly.
"snort!"
Qin Youran stomped her feet several times in anger.
A surge of hatred welled up within him.
Yesterday, her maid came back to report that the cook, Ruan, had burned her hands, was punished with ten lashes, and was eventually kicked out.
Upon inquiring, Qin Youran discovered that it was Shen Yunjiao who had orchestrated this scheme.
So she decided to cause a scene today, but she was unlucky enough to run into a princess of a higher status than her.
She had no choice but to obey and obediently follow the Taoist nun back to her room to copy the book.
She'd have to copy it a hundred times over!
"Shen Yunjiao!"
Qin Youran gritted her teeth and glared back at the door, "You just wait and see."
Before Jiang Rong could say much to Shen Yunjiao, the Daoist nun came to urge her to go down the mountain.
“Sister-in-law, if His Majesty agrees, I will send someone to fetch you.” Jiang Rong held Shen Yunjiao’s hand with tears in her eyes. “Sister-in-law, you must take good care of yourself here. I will instruct people to look after you.”
"Rong'er, don't worry, I'll take good care of myself." Seeing Jiang Rong's heartbroken appearance, Shen Yunjiao couldn't help but tear up. "Oh, you should go now, we'll see each other again in a few days."
"Okay." Jiang Rong sniffed, hugged Shen Yunjiao tightly again, and left Qingxin Pavilion reluctantly, turning back to look at her every step of the way.
Shen Yunjiao stood in front of the door watching her leave.
Not long after, the nun quietly returned. "Miss Chen, the princess told me that if you need to go out of the mountain to collect herbs, just let me know in advance, and I will go with you."
Upon hearing this, Shen Yunjiao was overjoyed.
As expected, Jiang Rong still understands her.
"Okay, thank you, Master." She said with a faint smile.
"Of course." The nun bowed and slowly withdrew from the courtyard.
Fu Xia ran over and excitedly said to Shen Yunjiao, "Now that Miss Rong is here, Miss can finally go out."
"You can walk on this mountain, but it's not like you're going out," Shen Yunjiao tapped Fuxia's head. "However, I've been thinking of going to find some medicinal herbs these past few days to see what kind of ointment or something."
Fu Xia smiled sweetly, "Anyway, I can finally go out. I was so bored staying in this courtyard."
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Inside the Flying Flower Palace
"Yao Zhan, you said you have something to report to me?"
Xiao Huaijin sat behind the dragon-headed table, his gaze indifferently fixed on the man kneeling on the ground.
The hall was bathed in bright sunlight, but it couldn't dispel the thin layer of frost on Xiao Huaijin's brows.
Yao Zhan glanced up and his heart skipped a beat.
His Majesty seems to be in a rather unhappy mood these past few days.
Xiao Huaijin didn't know why, but lately, whenever he closed his eyes, he would think of Shen Shi's angry yet tearful appearance.
The thought of that face made his heart feel like it was stuffed with cotton, both swollen and suffocating.
Yao Zhan lowered his head even further and said in a steady voice, "Your Majesty, my wedding is approaching. My bride, Princess Jiang Rong, and Lord Shen Qinghuai's younger sister were once cousins, and now they are very close. I dare to ask Your Majesty to allow Lord Shen's younger sister to leave Xuanqing Temple for one day so that the princess can be sent off to her wedding."
"The matter you mentioned was already brought up to me this morning."
And it wasn't just one person.
Yao Zhan looked at His Majesty's face, which could only be described as gloomy. He exuded a suffocating sense of oppression, and even someone as seasoned as Yao Zhan couldn't help but feel a shiver.
"Shen Qinghuai wrote to me requesting that I release his younger sister from Qingxin Pavilion, saying that he would go home and discipline her properly." Xiao Huaijin's slender fingers gently caressed the jade thumb ring, his raven-feather eyelashes casting a shadow under his eyes. He then said coldly, "It's not just Lord Shen."
“Even Shen’s former husband, Censor Pei of the Censorate, pleaded for her.”
Xiao Huaijin picked up the memorial from the corner of the table and said impatiently, "Why does everyone want her to leave?"
Yao Zhan scratched his head. He understood that Shen Qinghuai wanted to plead for his sister, but why was Pei Zhixuan also pleading for her? Hadn't he divorced Miss Shen?
He thought for a moment, then honestly replied, "Your Majesty, I do not know. I only wish to ask for Your Majesty's grace on behalf of my newlywed wife."
Xiao Huaijin sat behind his desk with a dark expression, staring intently at the two memorials on the desk.
For some reason, he felt particularly displeased when he saw Pei Zhixuan pleading for Shen Yunjiao.
"Since General Yao has spoken, then I..." Xiao Huaijin pondered for a moment, and finally said slowly, "Then I grant your request."
Yao Zhan breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking that he could report back to Jiang Rong, he was so happy that he replied loudly and with great enthusiasm, "Thank you for your great kindness, Your Majesty."
Xiao Huaijin nodded, walked down the steps, patted Yao Zhan on the shoulder, and said, "General Yao, good things are coming soon, congratulations."
Yao Zhan's eyes reddened with excitement. He kowtowed to Xiao Huaijin and said, "I owe my success today to Your Majesty's promotion. I also thank Your Majesty for the grand wedding ceremony."
Yao Zhan was referring to the fact that Xiao Huaijin gave him a mansion and garden that was even larger than a prince's mansion for his wedding.
Xiao Huaijin helped him up, but a sudden sense of disorientation flashed through his mind.
Yao Zhan was a good general, that's beyond doubt.
But she had lost the memory of fighting alongside him.
A faint sense of regret lingered in Xiao Huaijin's heart.
"Xiao Linzi, please invite Physician Jiang over."
He still hopes to find a way to recover his memories.
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