Chapter 22 I Don't Care About That Old Bull, the Prince
Jiang Wan Ning hadn't finished speaking when
Pei Yanchuan blushed and covered the other person's mouth with his hand.
"A young lady should be more reserved."
Jiang Wan Ning leaned into Pei Yan Chuan's arms.
Suppressing his laughter, he said, "Isn't it because I'm speaking so frankly in front of the Prince that I'm doing this?"
“Miss Jiang.” Pei Yanchuan’s tone was somewhat serious.
Jiang Wan Ning straightened up. "Does Your Highness still call me Miss Jiang?"
“Ning… Ningning.” Pei Yanchuan said, “Everything I said to you that day was true.”
"I fear my days are numbered."
"Furthermore, there is a significant age difference between us, I..."
“I’ve said it before, with me, Jiang Wan Ning, around, even Yama, the King of Hell, won’t dare take your life.”
Jiang Wanning added, "Also, a few days ago, the fifty-six-year-old Vice Minister of War married a seventeen-year-old concubine."
“I don’t care about you, Your Highness, you’re like an old ox, but you care about me, a flower in full bloom.”
“That’s different,” Pei Yanchuan said.
"What's the difference?" Jiang Wan Ning said angrily. "Isn't this all the good deed done by the prince's good son?"
“Now that I have willingly married the prince for the sake of both families’ stability, I do not feel wronged at all, but the prince is the one who feels wronged first.”
Pei Yanchuan sensed that the person in front of him was somewhat angry.
He paused, but ultimately didn't say the words he was about to say.
He dreamed of being with her, of being with her for all eternity, of that chubby little baby who would crawl through the dog hole to play with him every day.
She said she saw other people's weddings and insisted that he be her groom.
Two little children, one thirteen years old and the other six, were getting married under a century-old ginkgo tree, imitating the way adults do.
That same night.
His family was massacred, but he managed to escape in the chaos and was rescued by the Grand Tutor. Later, he was recommended to the Emperor, who was then the Crown Prince, and sent to the frontier.
This trip
That was ten years.
When she returned, all she saw was the image of her adopted son; her eyes held only respect and reverence for him.
But all of this,
Just when he was about to silently accept it, things seemed to suddenly change.
She looked at him with eyes full of surprise and love.
There seems to be a trace... a trace of heartache.
He also wanted to possess her completely and never let her go; he had been struggling with this internal conflict for the past few days.
But he couldn't bear to see her remain a widow for him.
Seeing Pei Yanchuan staring blankly, his face growing increasingly sorrowful, Jiang Wanning stopped teasing him.
If you go too far, it might arouse suspicion.
Pei Yanchuan snapped out of his daze. "Are you really sure about this?"
Jiang Wan Ning angrily closed her eyes and ignored it.
Pei Yanchuan pulled off the token from his waist. "I did it just now."
"I'm giving this to you as an apology."
Jiang Wan Ning then opened her eyes. "The prince's token?"
The black token bears the inscription 'Langya'.
Even Pei Anqing didn't have this token.
In the Eastern Mausoleum Kingdom, the Langya King's token was no different from the Emperor's decree of immunity from death.
"With this token, if you cause trouble in the future, you'll be able to keep things in order for a while."
"Can I freely enter and leave the Prince's residence and your study?"
Jiang Wan Ning wanted to say "bedroom," but changed her mind before she could finish.
"Of course."
"Everyone and everything in the Langya Prince's Mansion is at your command, and no one dares not obey."
This means that the entire palace is being handed over to him.
Jiang Wan Ning generously accepted it.
Jiang Wanning looked at Pei Yanchuan, wanting to warn him to be wary of Pei Anqing, but she didn't know how to say it.
After all, she couldn't say that she already knew Pei Anqing wasn't her biological son, or that he had never actually been married.
The carriage moved slowly.
It took them an hour to reach the entrance of the Marquis's residence.
When Jiang Zheng heard that the Prince of Langya had come along, he personally came out to greet him.
As soon as he came out, he saw his daughter and the Prince of Langya getting off the same carriage.
Then they saw Prince Pei Anqing and the doctor getting off the carriage behind them.
He hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and bowed respectfully, "Your Highness."
"It's such a small matter, Your Highness has gone to all the trouble."
"It's alright," Pei Yanchuan replied calmly.
"Father, let's go in and see Second Sister quickly." Jiang Wan Ning's face now showed concern.
It was nothing like the composed and steady demeanor it had displayed just moments before.
Jiang Zheng glanced at the Prince of Langya and extended his arm, "Please, Your Highness."
The group arrived at the front hall.
It was inconvenient to enter the backyard.
Then Jiang Wanru was led to the front hall.
"Doctor, please take a good look at my sister," Jiang Wanning urged.
"Your Highness, please rest assured."
Doctor Qian had been in the Prince's residence for many years and was bestowed upon Pei Yanchuan by the Emperor, so naturally he held Jiang Wan Ning, the future Princess Consort, in high esteem.
After taking her pulse, Doctor Qian said, "Please, Miss, remove the curtain."
Jiang Wanru hesitated for a moment, "Doctor... this?"
Aunt Liu immediately stepped forward, "Master, Ru'er's face is injured. With so many people here, I'm afraid..."
"Auntie, what are you saying? These people are all family to me today."
"Besides, my sister is sick, there's nothing shameful about it."
"Yeah, it's not like we haven't done things that can't be seen in public before." Peony muttered in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for the people inside the room to hear.
"Peony, don't be rude," Zhou said in a low voice, her lips pressed together.
But a feeling of exhilaration welled up inside me.
There are some things she can't say, and Ningning can't say, but that doesn't mean she can't borrow other people's words.
Although the peony is young and not as mature as the crabapple, it is still quite sensible.
He could say that because he was acting on his daughter's orders.
“Mother, please don’t be angry. This maid is clumsy with words; she didn’t mean it that way,” Jiang Wan Ning said, trying to play along.
"Little sister, quickly let the doctor take a good look at you."
"Besides my parents, the prince and the heir are the only people here. They are not outsiders either."
Jiang Wanru clenched her fist tightly in her sleeve, only because Pei Anqing was there that she didn't want to.
If Pei Anqing saw me looking like this, who knows what might happen in the future...
Jiang Wan Ning sneered inwardly.
Today, this curtain is waiting to be removed, whether it is taken down or not.
If it weren't to embarrass Jiang Wanru in public, why would I have endured the disgust and invited Pei Anqing along?
Jiang Wan Ning looked at Jiang Zheng with anxious and concerned eyes.
“Ru’er, listen to your sister,” Jiang Zheng said immediately. “Your sister went to the Prince’s mansion so late for your sake.”
"Don't be ignorant."
"Father..."
Jiang Wanru wanted to say more, but seeing Jiang Zheng's bad expression, she had to shut up.
"Second Miss, the way to treat illness is through observation, listening, questioning and palpation. If you don't listen to me, then I'm helpless."
Aunt Liu squeezed Jiang Wanru's arm, "Ru'er, listen to your father."
Jiang Wanru slowly took down the curtain.
She turned her face away, deliberately avoiding Pei Anqing's gaze.
“Your Highness, Ru’er has suffered such a serious injury, she must be very sad. Why don’t you go up and comfort her?”
Jiang Wan Ning once again 'kindly' reminded her.
Under the pressure of Pei Yanchuan's gaze, Pei Anqing had no choice but to step forward, but after just one glance, she hurriedly turned away.
Suppressing her nausea, she said, "Let Dr. Qian take a look first."
"My sister fell into horse manure and was injured, so it was inconvenient for her to take a bath. We can only wipe her down first."
"It's normal for people to have a bit of a body odor; I'm sure the young master won't mind."
Jiang Wanru wished she could go up and shut Jiang Wanning up.
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