The Seventh Prince longs to distinguish himself on the battlefield and achieve great deeds. He worries about becoming a second Prince Jing.
He also mentioned the former Emperor Wu of the previous dynasty, expressing his deep longing for him.
He also promised that if he were to gain the position of Emperor Wu in the future, he would definitely make Lady Cheng his empress.
The servant bowed repeatedly.
The handwriting is neat and elegant, and it should be the work of a woman.
The paper was of good quality, but the ink was just average.
It was more like a favored maidservant in a study who took a few sheets of paper from her master's house that weren't too expensive but were still quite good, and casually picked up a pen and ink to write something.
The letter's salutation and signature were vague, neither addressing the recipient nor identifying itself.
This is naturally for mutual protection.
Even if the letter falls into the hands of outsiders, it will only reveal that the Seventh Prince has a spy, but it will not let people know whose spy it is.
Clearly, this person may not know who Cheng Yuluo is.
Cheng Yuluo, on the other hand, had no idea that such a person existed.
"How is it?" Shu Chengfeng tossed the rest of the letters to him and waved them casually.
Yunji went to the stove and removed the brass cover from the outside.
Then crumple up those few sheets of paper and throw them in, watching them burn to ashes. Then cover it up again.
"This girl, A Luo, is doing quite well these days."
Song Qi chuckled: "Now, in the Seventh Prince's residence, everyone only knows Madam Cheng, not Madam Ning. They say they call her 'Madam' now. They say they're just waiting for a son or daughter to be born, then they'll be elevated to a higher status."
Yun Ji smiled awkwardly, thinking that if he could get pregnant again, he would turn his head down himself!
It's estimated that there will never be another person with a constitution like Jinling's.
"Seventh Brother is quite the romantic," Shu Chengfeng said with a smile.
Song Qi stopped laughing and became serious: "From what I see, it doesn't seem like that."
"Oh? What's your opinion?" Shu Chengfeng asked.
"Well, I haven't had anyone I like, so I can't say for sure, but the Seventh Prince has changed. Think about it, from the moment A'Luo entered the manor until now, although he has always doted on her, haven't he gone a bit too far lately?"
Song Qi racked his brains: "Although it's understandable that he might act recklessly because he was disfigured, and given the impact of Zhou's passing, is it really all over?"
"If one day His Majesty can no longer stand it and questions her, and a mere concubine is found to be doing the work of the principal wife, even if the Ning family doesn't ask, they will, right? How will things end then? The Seventh Prince will certainly be fine, but how can a mere Cheng Yuluo withstand scrutiny? Although she has a noble birth, who in the court doesn't know what her true background is?"
"It was my fault for talking too much. I'm sure Your Highness has noticed as well." Song Qi was a rather straightforward person.
However, he is extremely loyal.
It can be said that the few who followed Shu Chengfeng out and were still employed by him were all very loyal.
In previous years, he dealt with many disloyal individuals.
"It's alright. You're right."
“This servant is just worried that if this Cheng family…” Song Qi hesitated.
"What if she betrays me? That's fine too, it's her own choice." Shu Chengfeng smiled: "Not everyone in this world can remain completely clear-headed."
He didn't mention that. After giving a few instructions, Song Qi left the mansion.
His official position was that of a purchasing agent for the Crown Prince's residence, which made his identity more convenient.
Seeing that Shu Chengfeng didn't care about the matter, Yun Ji stopped mentioning it.
It was almost time for dinner, so they asked, "Where would Your Highness like to eat?"
"Tsk, she's too eager to get a fever. Let's see how much logic that woman can spout. And you know what? I'm actually quite willing to listen to her these days. Whatever she says, it all sounds so worthless coming out of her mouth," Shu Chengfeng laughed.
Since that's the case, then we should definitely go to Jiyue Pavilion.
Yun Ji thought to himself that he was fortunate to have heard that person boast so much.
In that person's eyes, even His Majesty was nothing.
But that's true...
Who dares to say that? It actually made His Highness feel quite comfortable.
"Then I will speak to Consort Yan myself later?" Yun Ji asked with a smile.
"Haha, no need, let's go," Shu Chengfeng said, standing up.
Yun Ji draped a fox fur coat over him, and the two of them went out together.
In November, it got even colder. A bit of wind picked up at night, making one's face sting.
Inside Jiyue Pavilion, the red lanterns swayed gently, the ground lamps remained still, but the oil lamps inside flickered. This was probably due to drafts getting in through the cracks.
So the halo around the ground swayed back and forth, which looked quite interesting.
The old woman at the door opened the door and knelt down to greet them.
It was too cold for the geese returning south, so they refused to go out and just waited inside the door.
As soon as Shu Chengfeng entered, she took several steps back and said, "Greetings, Your Highness."
"Why are you hiding so far away? Do you smell?" Shu Chengfeng frowned.
Yan Nangui hesitated for a moment, a thought stuck in his mind: "You smell like a stinky person. Should I tell you or not?"
"What kind of expression is that?" Shu Chengfeng was speechless.
"Ahem, originally, it was because Your Highness was too cold. You'll be fine after warming up for a while. But since Your Highness asked, I thought of something that's not very pleasant to say. If Your Highness gets angry, then so be it," Yan Nangui said with a smile.
"Then don't say it. I doubt you can say anything nice." Shu Chengfeng understood her somewhat.
Yan Nangui smiled and said, "Then go warm yourself by the fire. I'm scared to come near you in this cold."
Shu Chengfeng looked at her with a meaningful gaze: "Yan Nangui, Yan Nangui, you really are a talent. You always need me. Whatever I'm doing, you quickly pull me down to sit, and then sit on my lap. When you complain about me, you always have a lot of reasons."
Yan Nangui suddenly widened his eyes, looking utterly shocked, helpless, and innocent.
Their voices rose slightly: "Your Highness! How could you say such a thing?"
She looked at him with an expression of utter disbelief, complete inability to accept it, and deep shock: "I'm not well! I thought you knew I wasn't well, so you'd at least feel a little sorry for me. I wasn't even asking for special treatment, I just wanted to be close to a warm and caring prince in the dead of winter. That's all... I never expected Your Highness to..."
"Shut up!" Shu Chengfeng was about to burst out laughing.
"If you keep pretending, I'll throw you out." Shu Chengfeng wanted to laugh at himself.
Yan Nangui simply said "Oh," pouted, sat down, and tilted her head to watch him warm himself by the fire: "Okay, I admit I was faking it, but it's true, right? When you came in from outside, were you feeling cold? Am I not feeling well? Yes, I'm a respectable lady, and you are the pride of heaven, so I can't take care of my own health. I should be serving Your Highness well, but didn't Your Highness say you dote on me? Aren't you going to grant me this one privilege?"
"Ahem...Alright, alright, I understand. Stop talking." Shu Chengfeng wanted to laugh right now. Seriously, this woman really was...
"Oh, Your Highness is truly capricious. When he's being affectionate, he calls me Tang'er, all sweet and cuddly. When he's serious, he calls me Nan Gui. And now he's calling me by my full name..."
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