The princess regretted it.

"Hmph! You heartless ungrateful bastard! You're just like everyone else, looking down on me. I spent all these years accompanying her when she was most sad. Now you've abandoned me, without even considering that if that idiot Second Brother comes to power in the future, Concubine Zhang and Changsun Jiaoyu won't be able to accommodate her given their personalities." Changsun Wuwang clenched his fists, his face full of anger and unwillingness. In his opinion, he had behaved well enough in front of Jin An for many years, but she rejected him so easily, which was undoubtedly a humiliation to him. "Since you all don't take me seriously, don't blame me for being cruel. Sooner or later, I will make you regret your contempt for me. I must let you know that I, Changsun Wuwang, am not someone to be bullied."

Although Jin An was unaware of his incompetent fury, she knew he would definitely hold a grudge. However, she wasn't afraid of Changsun Wuwang's resentment. She knew Changsun Wuwang well: hypocritical, cunning, and ambitious. She refused his request because she didn't want to be used by him again. So Jin An didn't dwell on the matter any further, instead gathering her composure and turning her attention to other matters.

Jin'an listened to Hongyu's report and learned which concubines had delivered food to the Imperial Study today, as well as which concubines were strolling through the Imperial Gardens, hoping to encounter the Emperor. He rubbed his forehead helplessly, looking at the food that couldn't make it into the Imperial Study. He could imagine his father must be getting very annoyed lately. After all, such frequent displays of affection would tire anyone.

Thinking of this, Jin'an couldn't help but reflect on the source of all this—the advice she'd given her father. After careful consideration, she decided she needed to be considerate of her father's feelings. After all, she'd been visiting the Mu residence so frequently lately, and she worried he might be upset. With this in mind, she handed two golden peanuts to Hongyu. Hongyu was overjoyed, thanking Jin'an hastily and solemnly accepting the peanuts with both hands.

Jin'an smiled and said to her, "Thank you for your hard work, Hongyu. Go find Qingli and ask her to make a bowl of chicken soup. I will send it to father later." Hongyu smiled and took the order and went to the small kitchen.

Jin'an planned to take the chicken soup to her eldest grandson Hongze before dinner. Feeling a little tired, she took off her shoes, leaned back on the couch in her clothes, and closed her eyes for a nap. Nanny Zhao came in and saw Jin'an in this state. She hurriedly brought a thin quilt and gently covered him with it before quietly leaving.

At dinner time, Jin An was woken up from her sleep. She opened her hazy eyes and saw that it was Han Shuang. "Princess, you must get up. Dinner is ready. Eat before you go back to sleep." Han Shuang said as she deftly wrung out a hot towel and handed it to Jin An.

Jin An, dazed, took the hot towel and applied it to her face as usual. The warmth gradually cleared her consciousness. She wiped her face and hands, handed the towel back to Han Shuang, sat up, rubbed her eyes, and yawned. "What time is it?" Jin An asked.

Han Shuang replied, "Princess, it's time for dinner. You said you wanted to send chicken soup to the emperor, so we can't be late." Jin An then remembered this and hurriedly stood up. While asking Han Shuang to help her tidy up her clothes, she asked, "Did my father say which palace we would go to tonight?"

Han Shuang's hands were busy as she replied, "Princess, I asked someone earlier, and the Emperor didn't specify which palace he was going to tonight. I think he should still be in the Imperial Study."

Jin An nodded, and after he finished tidying up, he asked Han Shuang to quickly get the chicken soup. However, Han Shuang said, "Princess, why don't you eat first? The chicken soup is warming on the stove. It won't hurt to serve it later."

Jin An frowned and looked at Han Shuang, then heard Han Shuang continue, "It will take you quite a while to go back and forth to the Imperial Study. The food sent from the Imperial Kitchen must be cold. Princess, please eat first, or you won't be hungry again in the evening."

Jin An's face turned red with embarrassment, and she couldn't help but think of the embarrassing incident last night. If it weren't for Han Shuang's particularly sincere eyes, she would have suspected that Han Shuang was teasing her. Her eyes wandered for a moment, and she raised her hand to touch the tip of her nose, then stood up and went to the dining table.

Han Shuang smiled brightly and quickly ordered, "Hurry and serve the meal." The maids waiting outside heard the order and filed in, skillfully placing each exquisite dish on the table. Jin An looked at the table full of delicious food and felt a little hungry. He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat gracefully.

By the time she finished, it was already dark. Qingli had already served the chicken soup. Ziyun put a cloak on Jin'an, tying it securely. Then, with a slight gesture, she looked at Hanshuang, who quickly took it. Jin'an softly said, "Let's go," and then he led the way out of the hall. Hanshuang took the food basket from Qingli and quickly followed.

When the two arrived at the imperial study, they did not see the figure of Eunuch Fuquan. Han Shuang went over to ask the eunuch at the door and learned that the emperor had left with Eunuch Fuquan, but no one knew where they went. Jin An frowned slightly after hearing Han Shuang's reply, and thought for a moment, guessing that he might have returned to the Health Palace. So, she turned around with Han Shuang and headed to the Health Palace, but she found nothing again. At this time, Han Shuang was a little anxious. She was secretly annoyed that it was she who stopped the princess from delivering the soup first, otherwise the princess would not have been disappointed so many times. She looked at Jin An cautiously, fearing that the princess would be angry. But Jin An was not angry at this time, he was just wondering where his father had gone.

However, Jin An did not wait there, and took Han Shuang back to Feiyu Palace. Han Shuang held her breath and followed Jin An carefully. Jin An was thinking about something, so he did not notice that Han Shuang was particularly quiet along the way. When the two returned to Feiyu Palace, Zi Yun was packing Jin An's clothes. Seeing them return, she asked in surprise, "Princess, you're back so soon?"

Jin'an hummed, took off his cloak naturally and handed it to Ziyun, then walked to the soft couch beside him and sat down. Ziyun glanced at Han Shuang who was following behind her with a look of self-blame on her face, walked in cautiously, and stood aside honestly; feeling Ziyun's inquiring gaze, Han Shuang looked up at Ziyun bitterly, and was a little curious about what had happened. She hung up Jin'an's cloak, then turned and walked towards Princess Jin'an, poured her a cup of hot tea, and asked carefully: "Princess, what happened?"

Jin'an took the hot tea, took a sip, and then casually said, "Nothing. Father wasn't here, so we didn't run into each other." Ziyun was slightly startled, then realized that the princess must have gone to deliver something to the emperor but didn't meet him. She glanced at Han Shuang, who lowered her head even more, and became even more confused. I didn't see any connection between the emperor and Han Shuang? Did Han Shuang cause trouble? But the princess didn't look angry or dissatisfied.