Upon hearing Aunt She's words, Ji Fengyao and Shang Xiye couldn't help but raise their eyebrows slightly.
As expected, old ginger is spicier; with just one sentence, it rendered them unable to move.
"Wuying, later you should send someone to tell the Imperial Household Department to come and repair the window for Consort Qin. Since Consort Qin is not fully recovered, you should put your things down for now," Shang Xiye said calmly, turning to Ji Fengyao: "Your Highness, shall we go back first today and visit again another day, shall we?"
"Alright, Your Highness, I will obey your will," Ji Fengyao said in a soft, sweet voice, both coquettish and affected.
Consort Qin was, after all, an imperial concubine. Even if she acted recklessly because she was a bandit, it wouldn't be appropriate for her to be openly killed on the imperial boat, right under the Emperor's nose. But if Consort Qin died of anger, well, that was none of anyone else's business!
Sure enough, upon hearing Ji Fengyao's words, a soft thud came from the direction of the dressing table inside the room.
And then there was Qi Ying's low, whispered plea: "Your Majesty..."
Hearing the servants enter the room and put down many gifts, and seeing that the person outside was about to leave, Consort Qin could not hold back any longer and cried out in heartbreaking sorrow, "Ninth Prince!"
Wuying's feet stopped abruptly due to inertia.
The wheelchair stopped, and Ji Fengyao also stopped, looking down at Shang Xiye in the wheelchair.
"Back then, when you brought me back to the capital from Nanli and took such good care of me, did you ever imagine that you would treat me like this today for another woman..." Consort Qin's voice was slow and hoarse, clearly she was crying.
"Why did you enter the palace that day? Did you ever think about today?" Shang Xiye's long, curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and her hand on the armrest of the wheelchair suddenly tightened.
Consort Qin paused slightly. Yes, at that time, she had been tempted and threatened by Shang Xiche and had actually submitted to him.
She should have realized then that from that moment on, she would be worlds apart from him.
But was it her fault?
It was truly because the news Shang Xiche told her was so shocking that she panicked so much!
Only after Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao had gone far away did Qin Weiyang look at her emaciated reflection in the bronze mirror and murmur softly, "All these years, no matter how crazy I was or how much I hurt you, I never asked, never dared to ask, how could you be someone who came from there? How could someone as upright and honorable as you have been to such a place and had such a past!"
"Your Highness, please go back to bed. You'll catch a cold if you get chilled." Aunt She took the outer robe from Qi Xuan's hand and quickly wrapped Qin Weiyang up tightly.
Qin Weiyang didn't care much, and gave a cold laugh: "So what if I caught a cold? What hope do I have now?"
"Even if Your Highness doesn't consider yourself, you should consider the Twelfth Prince," Aunt She continued to gently persuade her.
It would have been better if she hadn't mentioned the twelfth prince; the moment she did, Qin Weiyang felt even more hopeless.
If Shang Xiche was an insurmountable chasm between her and Shang Xiye, then the twelfth prince, Shang Shenchen, was an insurmountable barrier between them!
In the harem, she needed the twelfth prince as a shield; but when facing Shang Xiye, she wished Shang Xichen didn't exist.
Qin Weiyang was filled with inner turmoil and didn't say anything more. She helped Aunt She and Qiying slowly back to bed.
When Ji Fengyao and Shang Xiye returned to the ship, they happened to run into Consort Jia and Consort Jin taking a stroll outside.
When Consort Jin saw Ji Fengyao, her eyes swept over Consort Jia in front of her, and she silently narrowed her eyes at Ji Fengyao.
Ji Fengyao understood, but remained expressionless.
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