Rong Jing then discovered that there were teeth marks on the wound on Prince Duan's face. He glanced at Gu Qingzhou and asked, "Did the princess bite you?"

Gu Qingzhou coughed lightly, his eyes wandering.

Rong Jing understood immediately, thought about it and suddenly chuckled, "Prince, don't be angry. I heard that An Jinhai is very rich. He has recently built a gambling house for the prince and transported wood and tiles to the royal temple. He is very busy. Why don't we borrow some money from him to tide over the difficulties ahead? Look at how thin these guards in the palace are. They all had a hard time escaping all the way back from Yuanlong Country!"

When Prince Duan heard that Chao'an Mansion was borrowing money, his face became even uglier. Instead of answering, he asked, "Is Yuyan okay?"

Rong Jing pulled out a snow-white handkerchief from his sleeve and said, "I know that the prince is anxiously waiting."

Prince Duan took the handkerchief, unfolded it impatiently, and read it carefully:

You were born when I was not yet born, and I was born when you were already old.

You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early.

You were born when I was not yet born, and I was born when you were already old.

I wish we were not born at the same time so that we could be together every day.

I was born before you, and you were born when I was old.

I am far away from you, and you are across the sea from me.

I was born before you, and you were born when I was old.

It turns into a butterfly to look for flowers, and rests on the fragrant grass every night.

Looking at the beautiful handwriting and savoring the deep meaning of each sentence, Prince Duan's frown gradually relaxed. Whenever he saw Yu Yan's handwriting, his heart would calm down. For so many years, they have been exchanging letters like this. A few days ago, I saw her crying from a distance on the street. That look seemed to be deeply engraved in my mind.

Rong Jing looked at the tenderness in Prince Duan's eyes and coughed lightly.

Prince Duan collected his thoughts, opened the drawer, and took out a wooden box. The wooden box was filled with such white silk, each of which was sincere and heartfelt. He put the white silk into the wooden box and then carefully put it back into the drawer.

"Your Majesty, will you not reply this time?"

Prince Duan was silent for a while, "No, I'll go see her in a few days!"

Gu Qingzhou stood up immediately and said, "My Lord, it's not a good idea to meet her. After all, she is the concubine of Prince Ding'an now!"

"It's okay. It's the birthday of the ancient Buddha Dipankara in a few days, so it's a good time to go to the temple to worship!"

"Then the prince will take the princess to the palace to express his gratitude tomorrow!"

"No, send a letter to the palace and tell them that the princess is ill and can't even eat or drink. The emperor wants to kill me, so there's no need to be respectful to him anymore!"

"But~" Rong Jing hesitated to speak.

"No buts. I will go to the royal temple in a few days. Please make preparations!" He said in an unquestionable tone.

Gu Qingzhou stared into Prince Duan's dark eyes, "Prince, you have just returned to Kyoto, and we still need to win over some of the dignitaries so that we can have someone to speak for us in the court in the future. Otherwise, when will the emperor pay you the tribute and official land that he owes you?"

"That's right. We entered the palace to let others see that ten years of hostage life did not dampen the prince's fighting spirit. Besides, your leg disease makes the prince appear to be the weaker party. The emperor may be merciful and return the money. There will be no good consequences if you confront the emperor!" Rong Jing's eyes were full of determination, and he felt that this was how things should be.

Prince Duan suddenly became irritated. He had been living like walking on thin ice in Yuanlong Kingdom for so many years. Not only was he ridiculed by the locals every day, but he also had to endure the bullying of Princess Xiangxiang. Now he had finally returned to his country, but he had to live a life where he had no control over himself and was attacked from all sides!

Rong Jing suddenly thought of something, "Prince, it's actually a good thing that you have a princess. For example, you can take the princess to the temple to burn incense. When the concubine comes back in a few days, she will have someone to accompany her!"

Prince Duan stared into Rong Jing's dark eyes, "How long will it take for mother to arrive in Kyoto?"

"It will take another half a month. There is an insect plague and epidemic in the south, and there are refugees everywhere. They will grab the sedan chair when they see it, so the concubine's return will be full of twists and turns!"

"Send more people to escort mother back!" After thinking for a moment, "You guys go and rest. I want to be alone for a while."

Rong Jing and Gu Qingzhou walked out of the study together.

As I walked out of Moyang Palace, I saw Butler Shi running towards me briskly, with a smile on his old face.

"Butler Shi, what are you so happy about?" Rong Jing asked.

"Good news, great news. The An family sent people to deliver rice, flour, various livestock, cubs, and fine fabrics and tea. These are all urgently needed by the mansion. I would like to ask Your Majesty if he will accept them."

Rong Jing immediately stopped Butler Shi, grabbed his sleeve and walked away, glancing at the gate of Moyang Palace, "Stupid, if you don't accept such a good thing, you will be letting the princess down!" His dark eyes were full of smiles and calculations, "Your Highness, this marriage is a good one, it will solve the urgent needs of the palace," and then looked at Gu Qingzhou inquiringly.

Gu Qingzhou ran quickly towards the gate.

Looking at Gu Qingzhou who was like a wolf chasing after him, Steward Shi was in a dilemma. "Mr. Rong, it's not good to make a decision on your own. The prince will be angry. Besides, the princess is clamoring for a divorce."

"How stupid! That way we can keep these supplies. He gave them to us voluntarily, and we don't have to return them after the divorce."

He raised his big hand and lifted up Steward Shi's sleeve, pointing at the place that was worn white and almost torn.

"Look at your sleeves, they're about to be torn. Besides, how can a butler of such a big palace wear a green robe? If I remember correctly, you must have taken this robe off a dead person when you were in Yuanlong Kingdom!"

Butler Shi's cloudy old eyes changed again and again. After scratching his chest hard with his big hand several times, he ran towards the gate with determination.

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