Chapter 190 Prince Nanxiao

Emperor Jingyang finished speaking, flicked his sleeve, and turned to leave.

He was a bit angry, but then told himself he had no reason to be.

After all, Consort Li loved him so much.

But if she truly loved him like that, how could she not even know what he liked and didn't like to eat?

Emperor Jingyang was very frustrated, and his pace quickened as he walked.

Seeing him leave, Consort Li stopped pretending. Her face went cold instantly, and looking at the teacup and stool Emperor Jingyang had used, she ordered with disgust:

"Jian Lan, take this table, chairs, and teacup outside and throw them away. They make me sick to look at."

Then she turned and walked to the desk. Looking at the painting of a handsome man titled 'Thousand Mountains' on it, she reached out to tear it up.

But once she held it, she hesitated.

After all, she had spent three whole months painting this picture, putting in a ton of effort and emotion.

Tearing it up just because Emperor Jingyang touched it would be way too impulsive.

After thinking it over for a while, she rolled the painting back up and put it in a box.

Suddenly thinking of something, Consort Li's expression drastically changed. She quickly grabbed paper and brush from the desk and started writing.

After finishing, she held the letter up to let the ink dry, then folded it, slipped it into an envelope.

After doing all this, Consort Li called for Jian Lan.

"Find someone trustworthy to deliver this letter to Canglan Villa and hand it to Prince Nanxiao personally. Make sure it's fast."

"When he reads it, he'll know what I mean."

"Yes, I'll go right away." Jian Lan replied and turned to leave.

Prince Ye's Mansion.

After Ji Yuntang returned from the palace, she went directly back to the Prince Ye's Mansion.

Luo Junhe had been waiting in the room for her for a long time, but mostly with worry.

Wang Sheng poured him a cup of hot water and hovered by his side, serving him carefully.

Seeming to notice Luo Junhe's unease, he plucked up his courage and reassured him:

"Your Highness, don't worry about the Princess Consort. She's always been very measured in her actions. If she weren't completely sure that Imperial Physician Zhu would be punished, she wouldn't have suggested going to the palace with Eunuch Zhang to see the Emperor. You should trust her more."

Luo Junhe narrowed his eyes, his voice calm and steady.

"I trust A Tang, but those people in the palace are sneaky and full of tricks. I'm just worried that as a woman alone, she'll be bullied in the palace."

Wang Sheng: "..."

He felt his master's grasp of reality was a bit off.

Is the Princess Consort a weak woman?

If she's a weak woman, then there's hardly anyone tough left in this world.

At this moment, Ji Yuntang pushed open the door and walked in, saying, with a smile in her voice: "A He, I'm no weak woman. I'm really good at fighting."

"Even if you told me to go to the battlefield and fight alongside you, I could do it!"

Ji Yuntang was full of confidence. Somehow, she was already secretly looking forward to the day she could go to war with Luo Junhe.

The person by Luo Junhe's side must not be just a decoration, especially since in her past life, besides being a military doctor, she was also an exceptional sniper.

Fighting on the battlefield was something she did all the time.

Wang Sheng knew the two of them had things to discuss, so he silently turned around and walked out, closing the door for them.

When he heard her voice, the gloom in Luo Junhe's heart vanished instantly.

His expression softened, and his eyes (shaped like peach blossoms) brimmed with loving smiles as he reached out his hand to Ji Yuntang.

"A Tang, come here."

Ji Yuntang cheerfully put her hand in his.

"What, it's only been two hours, and you already miss me, husband?"

Luo Junhe nodded and said seriously, "I miss you. I think about you every second."

Ji Yuntang's eyes widened instantly in surprise.

She'd said it as a joke, but she didn't expect Luo Junhe to answer so sincerely.

This man really caught her off guard with his sweet talk.

Ji Yuntang kissed his cheek and said with a grin, "I missed you too."

After exchanging sweet nothings for a while, Luo Junhe pulled her into his arms, a smile on his lips.

"A Tang, tell me about what happened in the palace."

Ji Yuntang told Luo Junhe everything she'd seen and heard in the palace, including how everyone in the Hall of State Affairs reacted.

Finally, she also told Luo Junhe one more thing: that Consort Li had regained favor.

Luo Junhe was very surprised after hearing this.

Consort Li was famously virtuous but not favored in the palace. Regaining the emperor's favor now might not necessarily be a good thing for her.

After all, regaining favor means that countless eyes in the palace will begin to watch her, and every move she makes must be cautious.

Ji Yuntang, however, didn't care about these things. A scumbag and a manipulative schemer—that's a perfect match.

Consort Li would be lucky not to hate Emperor Jingyang, so how could she possibly love him?

Ji Yuntang raised an eyebrow, the flames in her eyes flickering eagerly.

"A He, I think Imperial Physician Zhu is either your father's guy or your mother's guy. I'm planning to kill him."

Imperial Physician Zhu has been put into the prison of the Supreme Court, and apart from being told to await punishment, there has

Ji Yuntang couldn't help but suspect that Emperor Jingyang wanted to protect Imperial Physician Zhu.

She didn't have a chance to make her move in the palace today, so Ji Yuntang planned to go to the prison herself to kill Imperial Physician Zhu.

Luo Junhe frowned, seeming to disapprove of her doing this.

"A Tang, the Dali Temple prison is heavily guarded. It's too risky for you to go alone."

"Besides, Imperial Physician Zhu has only just been imprisoned. I think we can wait a few more days; perhaps we'll gain other leads."

Hearing this, Ji Yuntang no longer insisted. Instead, she gently patted his chest, her expression both playful and coy.

"Alright, alright, I'll listen to you. What can I say? You're my husband."

"If you say not to go, then I won't. I'll wait a few more days at the mansion. Anyway, he's been poisoned by his own poison and doesn't have long to live."

Luo Junhe smiled softly. "It's best that you think that way, A Tang."

Meanwhile, at Canglan Manor.

A letter was quietly delivered to the manor's shadow guard, Jifeng.

Letter in hand, he entered to report. "Your Highness, a letter from the palace has arrived. Please take a look."

The man addressed as Your Highness was in his forties, dressed in a purple cloud-patterned robe. He had an exceptional appearance and exuded an imposing aura, and his brows and eyes revealed an innate nobility.

He stood tall and elegant by the window, now admiring the bright moonlight, now raising a cup to drink in it.

The only flaw was that the moonlight shone upon his forehead, making his forehead faintly glisten.

"Jifeng, if you keep staring at me like that, I'll gouge out your eyes."

The man was very perceptive. Without turning around, he knew someone behind him was staring at him. His expression immediately turned cold, and his voice carried anger.

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