Seeing that although he had rebuked him, he did not seem displeased, Cang Ying said, "Armbands are for men. Since Your Highness does not go to the battlefield, they should not have been given to you."
"Could it be for Young Master Jiang?"
Zhao Cong glanced at him and said, "If it were given to Jiang Zhenlin, there would be plenty of needles hidden inside."
Cang Ying dared not laugh. "The spies must have also sensed something was amiss, but no other suspicious people have appeared around Miss Qingwan."
A faint shadow of unease flickered in Zhao Cong's eyes. "She..."
Just as he was about to speak, Tong Di entered and said in a low voice through the screen, "This subordinate has delivered the pills to Miss Qingwan. She...she..."
Tong Di stammered for a moment, "She gave her subordinate something."
"This subordinate dares not keep it for himself; please, Your Highness, decide what to do with it."
Zhao Cong, thinking it was something else, replied in a deep, emotionless voice, "She is grateful for your rescue and is returning the favor with this gift; you can accept it."
Upon hearing this, Tong Di became even more uneasy. "Commander Xiao was personally selected by the Crown Prince, and the pills were also prepared by the imperial physicians at your request. I dare not take credit for this."
"Moreover, Miss Qingwan's gift of thanks is too valuable, and I cannot accept it."
His cautious tone piqued Zhao Cong's interest, and he chuckled softly, "What precious gift has frightened you like this?"
Just as Zhao Cong raised his teacup to his lips, he heard Tong Di mutter, "She made a pair of armbands for her subordinates herself."
Cang Ying trembled and hurriedly leaned out to look at Tong Di's hand.
Zhao Cong frowned involuntarily. "Did she make the arm bindings for you?"
Tong Di wanted to say that the armbands should be given to the Crown Prince, but the size was her own, so she really didn't know what to say, and her brows and eyes were almost furrowed together in worry.
He looked at Cangying for help, but Cangying pretended not to see him.
After a moment of silence, Zhao Cong finally spoke, "Since it's for you, just take it."
Having received permission, Tong Di breathed a sigh of relief, but the sound of the teacup being placed on the table seemed heavier than usual.
Cangying secretly glanced at the Crown Prince. Whether it was due to the change in light and shadow or something else, she sensed that His Highness was somewhat unhappy.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward when Feng'er happened to come back from school, running and shouting, "I've memorized it! When is Daddy going to take me out to dinner with the beauty?"
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