Jiang Chuwei was already incredibly embarrassed, but she pretended to be calm in front of her personal maid.
Next time, we must warn the prince that he can't go on such a crazy rampage. How can he let her go out and face people like this?
"Your Highness! Consort Mei has sent a letter requesting your presence at the palace," Qiu Shu reported.
Jiang Chuwei, "When did you arrive?"
"It was delivered first thing this morning, but the Prince stopped me from calling you."
The prince truly dotes on his princess; even if the sky were to fall, he would make sure she gets a comfortable night's sleep.
Qiu Shu was quick and efficient.
"Let's go! Let's go into the palace first." Jiang Chuwei looked at herself in the bronze mirror. "Qiu Shu, you're getting more and more skillful."
"It's because the princess is getting more and more beautiful," Qiu Shu said with a smile.
"You're the most charming one." Jiang Chuwei touched her face. "Go to the storeroom and pick out your hairpins, and dress up nicely."
Chunqin and Qiushu immediately expressed their gratitude.
The princess always rewarded them with nice things.
They were dressed better than ordinary daughters of officials, and the princess constantly showered them with gifts.
Jiang Chuwei brought Qiu Shu and Nightingale to Consort Mei's palace.
Consort Mei greeted her with a smile.
Since Lin Mupo's rebellion, Consort Mei would invite Jiang Chuwei to the palace every few days.
Jiang Chuwei sometimes comes and sometimes doesn't.
He kept as far away from the concubines in the palace as possible.
With an average of 800 cunning schemes per person, they are impossible to guard against.
After exchanging pleasantries, Consort Mei explained the reason for inviting Jiang Chuwei.
It turns out that the Ninth Prince has been having a poor appetite lately, which has greatly worried Consort Mei. Now, the Ninth Prince is Consort Mei's pillar of support.
If the Ninth Prince had a headache or fever, Consort Mei would be as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
The imperial physician always said there was nothing wrong.
Consort Mei was worried.
Then they sent someone to invite Jiang Chuwei over.
Jiang Chuwei examined the child's tongue coating. "It's nothing serious. It's just that the weather is getting warmer, and the Ninth Prince's appetite has decreased a bit. Otherwise, there's nothing to worry about."
Now that Consort Mei is in charge of the harem, many concubines are eager to curry favor with her.
The table is covered with pastries sent from various palaces.
Jiang Chuwei looked at the table full of food and shook her head. "It's not good for the Ninth Prince to eat too many sweets. Let him drink some light porridge instead."
Upon hearing this, Consort Mei immediately ordered the items to be removed.
But the Ninth Prince wouldn't have it, staring at the pastries and yelling.
Consort Mei was helpless; she simply couldn't bear to see her son cry.
The toddler, who was just over one year old, saw that the pastries were about to be taken away, immediately grabbed a piece and put it in his mouth.
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