Mo Yunjing ignored Shen Muqing's disdainful expression, his gaze remaining fixed on Song Jinhe as he awaited her answer.
"Would you like some tea?" Song Jinhe selectively skipped his question and, out of courtesy as a host, asked them if they wanted some tea.
The group entered the not-so-large room one after another; compared to the Eastern Palace, it was nothing.
Song Jinhe poured tea, "I won't go back with you."
"Ahe." Mo Yunjing looked at her pitifully, his expression full of sympathy.
Song Jinhe acted as if she hadn't heard anything and went back out of the courtyard to organize her medicinal herbs, completely ignoring Mo Yunjing.
Shen Muqing chuckled from the side, "I was quite surprised that even the noble Crown Prince would have this day."
It warms the heart of anyone who sees it.
Shen Muqing originally thought that Mo Yunjing would retort to her as before, but how could the Crown Prince, who was respected by everyone, stand such an insult?
But what happened next took Shen Muqing by surprise. Mo Yunjing not only didn't retort, but instead wore a flattering smile and got up to refill her tea.
"I was wrong before, and I apologize to you. I hope you will be magnanimous and forgive me."
The fact that the Crown Prince would lower himself to apologize like this is probably only possible for Shen Muqing in the entire Mo Kingdom.
She laughed even harder and said in a mocking tone, "I have received your apology, but I do not forgive you."
Mo Yunjing has finally met his end; he deserves it. Those who made him so arrogant before have long disliked him.
"It's alright, I will try my best to win your forgiveness." There was no anger on Mo Yunjing's face, only sincerity.
Mo Yanye watched from the side and nodded frequently, it seemed that the method had not been taught in vain.
On the way here, Mo Yunjing didn't have this attitude. Back then, he was furious and vowed to bring Song Jinhe back no matter what it took.
Mo Yanye sneered in the car, "Serves your concubine right for running away."
"Do you have a better idea?" Mo Yunjing stared at him coolly.
Yes, it is, but whether you listen or not is up to you.
Next, Mo Yanye taught Mo Yunjing how to win back his wife. He said that forcibly taking her would not work; you could only get her body but not her heart. You had to slowly enter her heart.
"Then what should I do?"
"It depends on whether you can put aside your status and dignity as the crown prince."
"I can."
Mo Yanye gave two steps: First, you have to win Shen Muqing's favor. Only when she is happy will she speak up for you in front of Song Jinhe. Second, you can't force Song Jinhe. You have to do whatever she wants and pamper her.
"How do you know all this?" Mo Yunjing looked at him with suspicion. He had never seen his younger brother, the emperor, so good at pleasing women.
Mo Yanye threw a disdainful look at him, "Isn't this the same principle as going to the battlefield?"
"What should we do if it doesn't work as you suggested?"
"If it doesn't work out, of course you'll go back to your East Palace and sleep alone with your pillow." Mo Yanye really couldn't believe that his elder brother, who was usually so adept at dealing with those difficult ministers, was now so stupid when it came to matters of the heart. He wondered who he took after.
I'll trust you this once.
And so, the following days unfolded as Mo Yunjing and Mo Yanye, with their thick skin, settled in.
Mo Yunjing was busy taking care of Shen Muqing every day. When she was thirsty, he would pour her water; when she was hungry, he would go to the street to buy her food; and when she craved snacks, he would go to the pastry shop to buy her treats.
Shen Muqing lived a very comfortable life during this time.
"Little Jingzi, I'm so hot, come and fan me."
Shen Muqing was still lying comfortably asleep in the armchair, with Mo Yanye lying next to her, the two of them acting like lords.
"Boss, I'm here." Mo Yunjing, who was still distributing herbs to Song Jinhe, wiped his hands and immediately came over with a fan. "Boss, is this kind of wind suitable? Should we make it stronger?"
"No need, it's just right," Shen Muqing said lazily.
"Brother, I'm hot too, fan me as well."
Mo Yanye shamelessly asked Mo Yunjing to fan him as well.
Mo Yunjing's smiling face froze for a moment, and she looked at him warningly, telling him not to go too far.
"Qingqing, look at him." Mo Yanye ignored his gaze and called out to Shen Muqing.
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
"Xiao Jingzi won't fan me, I'm hot too."
Mo Yanye said to Shen Muqing in a coquettish tone.
"Oh? Ah He!" Shen Muqing called out loudly to Song Jinhe without thinking.
Mo Yunjing hurriedly stopped her, "I'll fan you both, I'll fan you both." The fan in his hand was almost smoking from fanning, hurry up and get going.
Song Jinhe, who was simmering medicinal food in the inner room, came out upon hearing the noise. "What's wrong, Qingqing?"
"It's nothing, Ah He, I just wanted to call you."
Shen Muqing replied to her comfortably.
"Dinner will be ready soon. Go wash your hands."
The current Song Jinhe is completely different from the one before. Now she is full of life and every move she makes is full of charm.
Mo Yunjing was almost mesmerized. What should he do? He liked Ahe even more now. The Ahe he knew now was much gentler than the one he had just met.
"Okay, Ah He, we'll be right there."
"Boss, do you need me to help you wash your hands?"
Shen Muqing stopped walking into the house, turned back and looked at Mo Yunjing with satisfaction, "Little Jingzi, with your perseverance, you will succeed in anything."
"Thank you for the compliment, boss!"
Mo Yunjing grinned like a fool; he could finally marry Ahe.
After spending these past few months together, Song Jinhe no longer felt the same disgust for Mo Yunjing as before, and instead tried to accept him.
The group finally returned at the end of the year. The Emperor of Mo Kingdom looked at Mo Yun Jing and patted his shoulder with trembling hands, "Jing'er, you're finally back. Your study is almost overflowing with memorials."
Mo Yunjing's lips twitched. "Father, I will take care of it right away."
Everyone in the Mo Kingdom knows that there will be two great joyous events today. The first is that the Crown Prince is going to marry another Crown Princess, and the second is that the Fifth Prince is finally getting married. Congratulations!
Both men married on the same day, and not long ago the emperor bestowed upon Mo Yanye the title of Prince Mo, with the inscription on the plaque of the Prince's residence written by the emperor himself.
The people on the street asked, "Why has the Crown Prince taken another wife?"
"I heard that the previous Crown Princess passed away, and the current Crown Princess is the former concubine."
"I see. How come I heard that Princess Mo looks a lot like the previous Crown Princess? How come that's the case?"
Where did you get all this hearsay from?
The man smiled sheepishly and scratched his head. "I heard it from someone else."
The day was bustling with activity, the streets filled with wedding candies and money, all brimming with the love of the two newlywed couples.
Night fell in the Mo Prince's mansion. Mo Yanye, dressed in striking red, looked exceptionally handsome. He gazed at Shen Muqing, who had fallen asleep on the bed from exhaustion, and smiled.
"Qingqing, I finally have a proper status."
He gently helped her change her clothes and comb her hair, then hugged her tightly from behind, buried his head in her fragrant hair, and fell asleep.
Even though Song Jinhe had experience before, she was still a little nervous about the Eastern Palace. The last time it wasn't so grand or tiring.
Mo Yunjing approached the woman he had long loved step by step, sighing: "Forced melons are sweet, but naturally ripened melons are even sweeter."
Looking at Song Jinhe's blushing face, his heart melted completely; his Ah He was so beautiful.
"Husband?"
Song Jinhe, with her red veil covering her face, waited for Mo Yunjing to make a move, and asked inquiringly.
"I'm here." Mo Yunjing no longer hid himself and stepped forward eagerly, his trembling hands revealing his nervousness.
"Um."
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After getting married, Shen Muqing felt that it was no different from being in the Eastern Palace, except that she was more tired at night.
Song Jinhe was also able to freely enter and leave the palace. Mo Yunjing even funded the construction of a clinic for her in the capital. She often made house calls with her face covered. The capital was full of rumors about a goddess doctor, and everyone who went to see her praised her.
Inside the teahouse, Shen Muqing and Song Jinhe sat facing each other. Shen Muqing asked, "Jinhe, are you happy?"
"I'm so happy." Song Jinhe stroked her lower abdomen; her current life was enough for her.
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