The hairpin was originally meant to harm Geng Youran, not Yun Hui. Yun Hui's death was just an accidental result!
At this moment, Gao Wuyong was still struggling with whether or not to continue speaking.
After thinking for a while, Yinzhen noticed that Gao Wuyong's expression was a little off.
"Is there something else you want to tell me?"
“Your Highness, I have also investigated the background of Consort Yun. She is the illegitimate daughter of the Ulanara family, that is, the half-sister of the Fujin.”
"...Does the Princess Consort know about this?"
"This matter was told to me by an old servant of the Ulanara family. She was driven away by the Fujin two years ago because of a crime."
Yinzhen snorted:
"I'm afraid they weren't kicked out, but rather had other things to do."
Gao Wuyong simply lowered his head and remained silent.
"My husband and she have been married for many years, but I never thought that we would end up scheming against each other."
Just as Yinzhen had investigated everything and was preparing to deal with Ulanara, the child died, along with Luyin.
This result was unexpected by everyone, and the most absurd one was Ulanara.
"Didn't I instruct you all not to let Luyin get near the child? You useless lot, you can't even keep an eye on a living person!"
"Please spare us, Your Highness! The Prince instructed us not to stop Miss Green Shade! Who would have thought she would take advantage of our momentary lapse in attention, smother the child to death, and then commit suicide!"
When Yinzhen heard this news, he suddenly felt dizzy and disoriented.
"Your Highness!"
Gao Wuyong quickly stepped forward to support Yinzhen:
"Gao Wuyong, what evil things have I done to deserve such punishment from Heaven?"
"...Your Highness, this is not your fault. It was because Consort Yun was too stubborn that this happened."
In Luyin's room, Gao Wuyong personally searched and found a letter written by Yunhui to Luyin.
Although the master and servant had only been together for a few years, Green Grass was still quite loyal to Cloud.
Yunhui always knew that the Fujin simply wanted to use her womb to give her a child. She didn't care about other people's children; she only wanted the child of Ulanara and Aisin Gioro.
Therefore, Yunhui knew she wouldn't live much longer.
Therefore, she left a letter for Greenery in advance, in which she explained the abuse she suffered as an illegitimate child and her hatred for the entire Ulanara family. She gave birth to a son, but instructed Greenery to take the child to "find" her after finding out that the Fujin was the murderer.
Yinzhen was quite surprised by Yunhui's hatred. He never expected that Yunhui would disregard even the life of her own child in order to drag her wife down with her.
"Your Highness, this..."
"The situation is turbulent right now, and our household cannot be in chaos. So, inform the whole household that Consort Ulanara is unwell, and from today onwards, all matters of the Yong Prince's household will be handled by Consort Nian, with Consort Li and Princess Niohuru assisting her."
"Yes, sir."
Yinzhen wasn't ignoring it; he was waiting for an opportunity.
Thus, most of the power in the Yong Prince's Mansion was concentrated in the hands of Nian Yunrong, who enjoyed immense prestige for a time.
Ulanara, however, kept claiming to be ill.
"Your subject greets Your Majesty, may Your Majesty be blessed."
"You've come at the right time. I've already reviewed the details of the Eastern Tour. I've made annotations and drafted an edict regarding the section on paying homage at Yongling Mausoleum. You can then proceed according to the edict."
"Your subjects obey the decree."
After returning to his residence, Yinzhen went directly to Geng Youran's place.
"Your Highness, may you be blessed."
Seeing Geng Youran's unusual attire, Yinzhen knew that she was about to cook again.
Sometimes Yinzhen would think that if he hadn't been born into the royal family, the two of them could have opened a restaurant and perhaps lived a good life.
"Your Highness? What are you thinking about? You seem so lost in thought."
Yinzhen took the tea from Geng Youran.
"It's nothing, I was just thinking about Father Emperor's eastern tour. By the way, would you like to come with me?"
"I still have to keep an eye on Hongzhou. You should take the other ladies with you, Master. This is a rare opportunity."
Are you sure?
"...Everything is at Your Highness's command."
Yinzhen was speechless; this man really knew how to take a chance.
In the evening, Geng Youran sat in front of the dressing table slowly removing her makeup, while Yinzhen leaned against the bed reading a book.
"You Ran, I've never asked you this before. All these years, have you missed home? I'm talking about the home you had before you came here."
This was the first time that Yinzhen had taken the initiative to ask Geng Youran about her experiences before she traveled here, after all, such a thing was too unbelievable.
"Why did you suddenly think of asking this question today, sir?"
"Answer me first."
Geng Youran paused for a moment, then turned to the side and answered Yinzhen's question seriously:
"My lord, to say that I don't want to would be lying to you. But I don't really think that way. I'm too lazy to dwell on things that are impossible or haven't happened yet. I have no worries about food and clothing now, my son is filial, and you treat me very well. I know how to be content."
If all time travelers thought like Geng Youran, would there be no such literary art as 'reversal-themed wish-fulfillment stories'?
But these were all Geng Youran's true feelings, because playing mind games with others was just too exhausting. For her, it was more practical and worthwhile to spend that time researching food.
Yinzhen was quite satisfied with Geng Youran's answer, thinking that Geng Youran had chosen to stay because of him.
He was even a little proud of it.
"I plan to take you with me on this eastern tour."
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