Rong Ning listened to these words and felt it was all unreal. "Master, this seems to be the first time I've ever heard you praise my father! You always scolded him before, never saying a good word about him!"
"Let's just talk about the facts..." Lu Yuanfei snorted, "Your father did wrong your mother, but it's not to the point of killing him with a slap!"
Rong Ning looked at the nameless memorial tablet in front of her, her doubts deepening. "Master, I was young when my mother passed away, but I vaguely remember that she and my father had a very good relationship. Even though my mother has been gone for so many years, people still say that my father was very devoted to my mother. But why do you keep saying that my father was sorry to my mother?"
Why?
Lu Yuanfei took a deep breath and replied, "This is a matter concerning our elders. Even if I told you, you might not understand, and even if you did, there's nothing you could do. Your mother is already gone, so there's no point in me telling you these things anymore. It would only be seen as an attempt to sow discord between you and your father, so there's no need to bring up the past again!"
"Master, actually, my relationship with my father has never been very good!"
"I don't want to talk about that either!" Lu Yuanfei waved her hand. "The story is too old, too heavy, and carries too much personal bias. I can't give an objective account of it, so you don't need to listen!"
"This is boring!"
Rong Ning snorted and ignored her.
Lu Yuanfei didn't waste any more time with her. He patted his bottom and prepared to leave. "Stay here with your mother for a while, then come over and have a drink with me. I'll go make you some snacks to go with your drinks."
"good..."
Rong Ning agreed!
Lu Yuanfei didn't like drinking with Rong Ning because she never got drunk and he found it unpleasant. Tonight, the master and disciple drank together and talked on and on. In the end, Lu Yuanfei died of drunkenness, and Rong Ning died of exhaustion.
He carried the person to the bed and laid them down, then squeezed in next to them to sleep as well.
The next day, Rong Ning woke up first. Seeing that Lü Yuanfei was still sleeping soundly, she didn't make a sound. She got up quietly, tidied herself up quickly, told the little radish head not to disturb her master's sleep, and asked them to cook a hangover soup before preparing to go down the mountain.
Little Carrot Head escorted her to the mountain gate. "Junior Sister, are you really not going to wait for Master to wake up before you leave? Master said he's taking me and Ah Yu on a long journey and won't be back for a while!"
“I know…” Rong Ning pinched the little radish’s cheek, “but people are constantly separating, meeting, separating again, and meeting again, so it’s not always necessary to say goodbye properly.”
"oh......"
The little radish head seemed to understand but not quite.
"Then please be careful on your journey, Junior Sister!"
"Okay, you can go back now..."
As Rong Ning spoke, she pulled the mountain gate shut, cutting off Little Radish Head's endless words, and then ordered them to return to the city.
It was already afternoon when they returned to the princess's residence. As soon as they stepped through the gate, the steward of the princess's residence reported, "Your Highness, someone from the palace has come. Hearing that you were not at home, they left a message saying that after you return, you should go to the palace to visit the Imperial Concubine."
"OK!"
Rong Ning was decisive.
She didn't have much interaction with the Imperial Concubine, and her visit to her palace was probably for the sake of her marriage.
Without delay, she took a bath, changed her clothes, and went straight to the palace to see the Imperial Concubine.
Chaoyang Palace seemed to be very lively. The Eighth Princess was at the peak of her charm, and everyone in Chaoyang Palace was amused by her.
However, this lively scene vanished instantly upon Rong Ning's arrival.
Everyone dropped their smiles and greeted each other respectfully, without a single mistake.
Of course, Rong Ning wasn't there to cause trouble; she calmly told them to get up.
The Imperial Concubine instructed the palace maids and wet nurse to take the Eighth Princess away, while she herself took Rong Ning to the flower hall for tea and to discuss matters.
She personally poured tea for Rong Ning and said softly, "I originally sent someone to the princess's residence early this morning, but you weren't there, so I had to trouble Your Highness to make this trip. Please forgive me, Your Highness!"
Rong Ning didn't want to waste any more words and said directly, "These are all minor matters, no need to worry about them. Speak, what does the Imperial Concubine want with me?"
The Imperial Concubine also appreciated her directness. She took a few sheets of paper from the head maid and said, "These are several auspicious dates sent by the Imperial Observatory. His Majesty said that you can choose one you like, and then I will begin preparing all the wedding arrangements."
Rong Ning took the papers, glanced at them quickly, and picked one up immediately. "September 16th, this is a good date!"
"But it's almost Mid-Autumn Festival, isn't it a bit too rushed?"
“No rush…” Rong Ning put the paper back. “I think this date is quite good, but time is indeed tight. If Your Highness feels that you can’t handle it in a short time, I can transfer some people over for you.”
The Imperial Concubine smiled and said, "That won't be necessary... Although time is tight, with so many people from the Sixth Bureau helping me with the arrangements, I will certainly not disappoint His Majesty and His Highness's expectations and will definitely give His Highness a grand and magnificent wedding."
"Then thank you, Your Highness, for your hard work!"
To be honest, whether she was a concubine in a prince's mansion or a noble consort in the imperial palace, she was capable of handling both roles well.
Putting aside personal biases, the Imperial Concubine was indeed a capable person.
After finishing their business, the two remained silent for a moment.
From the moment she entered the manor, Rong Ning's relationship with her was very bad. It improved a lot later, but they still couldn't have a pleasant conversation. Rong Ning didn't like it, so she prepared to take her leave.
At this moment, the Imperial Concubine spoke up, "There is something I seem to have no right to say, but putting aside the relationship between your father and the Marquis of Chengen's family, as a woman, I would like to ask Your Highness: After all, this is a major life event, Your Highness, have you thought it through?"
That phrase again... She's heard it countless times these past few days.
Rong Ning couldn't help but laugh out loud, and asked her in return, "Then may I ask Your Highness, when you married into the Prince's mansion, were you really sure about it?"
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