Wenqing narrated what she had seen in full detail to Chu Lian.
Chu Lian sat by the bed, a little stunned. The dim yellow candle light shone on the side of her face, making her small face seem even paler.
As Wenqing didn’t hear any reply from Chu Lian, she had to probe again, “Third Young Madam, what should we do?”
Chu Lian sighed softly, “Wenqing, take him to the opposite room, and have Wenlan get him a clean set of clothes. Okay, I’m going to sleep now, don’t disturb me unless it’s for something important.”
Wenqing felt a burst of joy inside. Although the majority of the blame for the couple’s fight fell upon Third Young Master this time and she wanted to get justice for Third Young Madam as well, the men were still the ones who held power in the Great Wu Dynasty.
If the relationship between husband and wife deteriorated, Chu Lian would always be on the losing side as the wife.
Wenqing personally went out and conveyed Chu Lian’s words to Third Young Master.
This time, He Changdi managed to enter the courtyard smoothly, and changed into clean, dry clothes in the room beside Chu Lian’s.
He wanted to go take a look at Chu Lian, but Wenlan informed him that Third Young Madam had already gone to sleep.
On the other side, the lights were still on in Royal Princess Duanjia’s room.
A maidservant was standing beside her and softly reporting something to her.
Once she heard all of it, Royal Princess Duanjia pouted, and gestured for the maid to leave.
When she was the only one left inside the room, a tall and burly figure appeared from behind a screen.
He Changjue walked over to the table and sat down, “Third Brother and Third Sister-in-law have always had a good relationship, why are they suddenly fighting?”
Royal Princess Duanjia rolled her eyes without any care for her image, “Honestly, your brother’s heart is like a blob of corniness. Getting soaked in the rain? He obviously did that on purpose! That silly Chu Liu would probably let everything go after he coaxes her a little.”
He Changjue awkwardly coughed, “Sanlang isn’t as bad as you think, he just really loves his wife.”
“Bullshit! Who even shows their love for their wife like this? And is he blind or something? He’s been so close to that damned brat Leyao.”
He Changjue stiffened up as he was unable to refute that.
Royal Princess Duanjia suddenly turned her head and glared at He Changjue, then pointed her finger right in his face, “If you dare to treat me like this in the future, I’ll immediately divorce you!”
He Changjue’s face immediately turned black.
The next day, everyone was preparing to return to the capital early in the morning.
As He Changdi had to stay by the emperor’s side as a guard, he had already gotten up before dawn.
Before he left, he stood in front of Chu Lian’s window for fifteen minutes, and finally left while suppressing his coughs.
When Chu Lian got up, He Changdi was already long gone.
She endured the urge to ask about He Changdi’s condition.
However, her complexion seemed to have greatly improved after a proper night’s rest.
Once everything was packed, they boarded the carriage. Only an hour through the journey back to the capital, someone knocked on the window of the carriage.
Wenlan raised the curtain of the carriage. Seeing the person outside the carriage, she greeted, “Good morning, General Sima. Have you come to look for our Third Young Madam?”
Sima Hui was riding on a snow-white horse. Looking incredibly suave in her martial attire, she nodded towards Wenlan with a smile.
A few moments later, Wenqing and Wenlan stepped off the carriage and got onto horses instead, leaving the space in the carriage for Chu Lian and Sima Hui.
The moment Sima Hui entered the carriage, she looked around the spacious carriage and touched the decor in the carriage. A smile surfaced on her lips as she said, “As expected of the imperial family’s carriage. If I hadn’t known beforehand, I would have thought that the person riding in this carriage was a prince or princess!”
Chu Lian gave her a look of disdain, “This is a carriage granted by the emperor himself, of course it would be high-quality.”
Sima Hui laughed, “That’s where you’re wrong! The one that Xiao Bojian is riding in isn’t as good as this one!”
“Sister Hui, have you come here just to make fun of me?”
“Alright, alright, I’ll stop joking with you.”
Seeing Sima Hui’s serious expression, Chu Lian set aside the smile on her face. With clear eyes and a slight frown, she asked, “What is it?”
Sima Hui sat right next to her, and coughed twice awkwardly, “Lian’er, just what happened between you and He Sanlang?”
Chu Lian: …
Right now, Chu Lian truly wished that she could find a hole and bury her head inside it. Why was it that this insignificant matter between her and her husband was known to everyone around them?
After coming to her tent to for a free meal on the first day, Sima Hui had stayed by the emperor’s side with the other military officials. The two hadn’t even seen each other until now, yet Sima Hui had still caught wind of this.
The corner of Chu Lian’s mouth twitched. Only one possibility came to mind, “Was it Fourth Prince who told you about it?”
Prince Jin was the lunatic He Changdi’s best friend. If he needed to confide in someone about this, Prince Jin would be his first choice.
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