Morong Gan and Bai Qianfan returned to the inner chamber one after the other.
There was no need for orders, Qi Hong had already prepared strong tea to be served, she sat on the big acid wood chair, held onto her cup and drank half a cup of tea silently.
He had not gotten drunk in the first place and had sweated so much that most of the wine had long since been sobered up. At this point, he was already regretting what he had done and felt that he should not have done so. He had never been one to act shamelessly. He felt that this was a sign of weakness, something that he did not dare to do when he was sober. He had never thought that he would become such a person.
He had really fallen off the high platform, lost his noble makeup in Tsinghua University, and fallen into the mundane world. He had become a man in the city who felt sour and jealous. She was probably looking down on him now, and he stole a glance at her from the corner of his eye.
Bai Qianfan sat in the other big chair, her eyes lowered and her fingers caressing the round fingernails. She seemed to be focused on checking which fingernails had burrs on them.
The maidservants also stood quietly, no one dared to break the quiet atmosphere.
Morong Gan was at a loss, like a child who had done something wrong, and didn't know how to end the situation. Just as he was still in a daze, two people walked in. It was the crown prince and Huangfu Zhuer who had stepped into the threshold one after the other.
Seeing this quiet and strange atmosphere, the two of them were stunned for a moment and looked at each other. The Crown Prince laughed, "I heard that the Prince Chu drank and made a ruckus in the front yard. I don't believe that. Now, it seems like it really is a rumor.
Prince Chu covered his mouth and coughed, but did not say anything.
Huang'er sat down beside Bai Qianfan, sizing her up: "Why aren't you happy, Princess? Is it because Third Brother drank? "
Bai Qianfan lifted her head to look at Morong Gan, but Morong Gan's old face flushed red and avoided her gaze. This scene just happened to fall into Huangfu Zhuer's eyes, she laughed and said, "Third Brother is also not easy, the founding of a new nation. "Too many trivial matters have annoyed him. Drinking wine is nothing, we ladies can't help much. We just have to stay in the backyard and not cause any trouble for them."
Bai Qianfan laughed, "What big sister said is right, men seem to have a good attitude when drinking wine, acting crazy when drunk, it's nothing much."
The Crown Prince smiled as he looked at her. "Wangfei is indeed a person who understands the general situation. She can't be compared to an ordinary girl."
Bai Qianfan said, "Your highness is my husband, if I don't even have that much power, how would I be a husband and wife?"
"Of course," the Crown Prince said with a smile. "You and your wife love each other so much that everyone can see it. How could the Crown Princess be angry at Third Brother for such a small matter?" As he spoke, he glanced at Morong Gan, but Morong Gan rubbed his nose and did not say a word. Normally, one would be cold, but right now, he was constantly making small movements. What did this mean? It meant that he had something on his mind that made him uncomfortable.
He looked at Huangfu Zhuer, and Huangfu Zhuer understood, "Oh right, about Yue Xiang, let Third Brother come back and decide, how did she decide? You can't let that Tian Jinkun go so easily, and it's not in vain for General Du to send him over overnight. "
Morong Gan remained silent, holding the cup of tea, his eyes filled with guilt.
Bai Qianfan felt a little awkward, so she answered on his behalf, "I let Tian Jinkun go to the army."
Huangfu Zhuer was surprised, "This is considered a punishment?"
"It was my intention," Bai Qianfan laughed somewhat embarrassedly. "The Duke said that I think it's too cruel to be either killed or exiled. It would be better to let him go to the army to hone his skills. If he were to go to the army, he would have no food or practice. This would be considered punishment for him. "
Huangfu Zhuer chuckled. "Princess is too kind."
If he were to fall into her hands and lose his arms and legs and dig out his eyeballs, he could just forget about choosing one. In her opinion, what she wanted to investigate was not to offend Yue Xiang, but rather, to offend her identity. Even the grass that was rough to the touch gave her a bad smell, let alone a touch. The difference between a noble and a lowly being was something that had existed since ancient times. Through the natural chasm and the separation of clouds and mud, any offense that surpassed one's rank must be severely punished.
Bai Qianfan's reaction was a little slow. Only now did she finally think of the words' General Du ', but she still felt a bit guilty. She secretly glanced at Morong Gan, and coincidentally, he was looking at her as well.
Bai Qianfan's uneasiness was completely captured by Morong Gan. She was crying in her heart, and it was even more bitter than the strong tea she had just drank.
The Crown Prince's Huangfu Zhuer sat for a while, laughed, and then left.
After they left, Morong Gan and Bai Qianfan still sat in silence. Seeing that it was not a good idea to continue like this, Qi Hong gave Lv He a meaningful glance and went forward to invite the two masters to wash up and rest.
The two of them stood up at the same time and looked at each other. Their expressions were a little awkward, but Morong Gan sat back down and said, "Go, Consort Wang."
Her tone was calm, and no emotions could be discerned. Bai Qianfan let out a sigh of relief, and said, "Your highness drank some wine, so you should go wash up and go to bed early."
Morong Gan stood up again and turned his head back obediently. Bai Qianfan also followed Yue Gui to take a bath. Their Horn Chamber were next to each other's, separated in the middle by a large seven-colored glass screen, which revealed light, and could vaguely see a blurry shadow.
Morong Gan was not used to people waiting on him when he took a bath. He would sit and soak in the vat, while Bai Qianfan had Yue Gui and Lv He. The shadows in the light fog would sway, but he could tell which one was her with a single glance. She was not as noisy as she usually was. She sat quietly, or perhaps she was lying on her stomach, lazy and motionless.
He felt a bit unspeakably sad in his heart, and didn't doubt her feelings towards him at all. But what he wanted was everything, even if Du Changfeng only occupied a single ant's foot in her heart, it would make him hate his to the bones. Her heart should be pure and clean, and only he could take care of her, just like how it was only his heart.
She was wearing an extremely thin pyjamas, with her hair hanging down, as she laid on the side of the bed. Behind her, there was a large spot where they had never slept in separately since the reunion, but there were also other bedrooms in the Inner Palace, so she couldn't be sure that he would come to her side tonight. Since he didn't come, she could understand. After all, he was afraid of Du Changfeng, but if he really didn't come, she would be very sad.
After a long time, when she was almost asleep, she heard a rustling sound, and he came. She felt a surge of joy in her heart. Her heart sank, but her sleepiness only deepened. He leaned in as usual, his hand on her waist, his chin on her head, his breath on her head, a warm wind.
She turned around, buried herself in his arms, and took the initiative to hold him by the waist.
His kiss fell on his ear and he said in a low, hoarse voice, "Did I wake you?"
She shook her head and did not speak. He did not speak, but only patted her gently on the back, coaxing her to sleep as usual.