Inside the carriage, Biluo muttered to herself.
"Madam, did you see Princess Anyang's face? She's probably wearing half a pound of powder, as if afraid others won't notice her frail health."
Song Tingyue certainly wouldn't eat simple meals; her small kitchen was filled with abalone, sea cucumber, and shark fin soup every day.
She wouldn't really wrong herself.
"Whatever she wants."
Jiang Wan knew what she was up to and didn't take it to heart at all.
What she needs to be wary of is something more important.
"Did you bring your clothes?" she asked Biluo.
Biluo patted her bundle: "Caidie gave the maid in the laundry room two taels of silver in exchange for maid's clothes in the main courtyard."
Jiang Wan nodded and closed her eyes to rest.
The carriage drove away from the city gate and stopped in front of Qiyun Manor half an hour later.
As soon as Song Tingyue's carriage stopped, many women surrounded her to greet her.
It's clear that she must have been very popular when she was young.
Now she is the Princess Consort of Donglai, a princess of the county, and a highly sought-after figure in the capital.
Pei Tang exchanged a few pleasantries ahead, then skipped and hopped over to find Jiang Wan.
"Sister Jiang!"
The two frequently corresponded, and their relationship grew increasingly close. Pei Tang eventually began to call her "elder sister."
But Jiang Wan dared not overstep her bounds and replied with a smile, "Princess, it's been a long time."
Pei Tang looked back and said, "Huh? Didn't A-Yu come with you? Master kept praising him, saying that his swordsmanship has improved a lot."
When Song Yu was mentioned, Jiang Wan's eyes softened: "There will be an assessment at the academy at the end of the year, and he will be studying at the mansion."
"With his talent in both literature and martial arts, the position of heir apparent is surely his." Pei Tang crossed his arms and said with a smile, "Master also said that he wants to take A-Yu back to Fengming Mountain to burn incense and pay respects to the ancestors, and formally accept him as his disciple."
Jiang Wan's smile was faint.
Gu Yurong will definitely fight for the position of heir apparent for Song Lin, and of course, she will also do her best to help Song Yu.
That will definitely cause a stir.
Jiang Wan said, "Let's wait a bit, there's no rush."
As the two walked forward, the voices of the women ahead gradually became clearer.
"Is it because of the long journey? Why does the princess look so pale?"
"Yes, you look so pale. You should come inside and rest..."
"Tired from the long journey?"
A deep, powerful voice rang out.
“I brought the princess back from Donglai. It has been more than a month since then, and I have never seen her so weak.”
A man dressed in a purple-gold brocade robe with cloud and thunder patterns strode over, his eyebrows relaxed and his eyes bright, his appearance dignified.
It was Pei Feng, the eldest prince of this dynasty and son of Consort Yun.
Behind him followed the Second Prince Pei Jin and the Third Prince Pei Xi.
“Indeed, if the General’s Mansion fails to provide adequate care, I will request that my father bring the princess into the palace.”
"That's right, Anyang, why don't you move to the palace? You can keep us company and have some conversations!"
The three of them surrounded Song Tingyue, their eyes filled with concern.
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