Reborn to marry, the short-lived prince lived a hundred years

The coachman dutifully replied, "Princess, it has been delivered to the Crown Prince. I have also included the news of the Crown Princess's success in the imperial examination in the letter."

"Good guys, I'll give you some chicken legs when I get back!" Princess Luo Jia applauded.

Hearing this, the coachman's face lit up with smiles, "Thank you, Princess."

The study room of the Prince's Mansion.

Shen Yunheng's dark eyes slowly scanned every word in the letter.

He glanced over the entire article of nonsense and skipped over it, his eyes fixed on the few words on the last piece of paper.

The letter was placed on the table, and his fingertips lightly tapped on the paper.

"Is the Crown Princess back?"

Ling Xiao replied, "The Crown Princess returned home half a cup of tea ago and is now in the kitchen preparing food for His Highness."

Shen Yunheng's dark eyes narrowed slightly and slowly fell on Ling Xiao.

"Ling Xiao, you seem to be saying a lot of useless things lately."

Ling Xiao lowered his head, "I dare not."

Shen Yunheng hummed softly and looked away.

"Bring me the second to last volume on the third shelf."

Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao quickly went to get the booklet.

At the same time, Ling Qi entered the room holding a painting.

"Your Highness, this is a painting sent from the palace."

When Shen Yunheng heard the word "painting", his brows furrowed, and his thoughts were instantly drawn back to the scene of entering the palace today.

Last time he promised the Imperial Master that he would paint for him, but he never expected that he would have to stay in the palace for half a day, which wasted half a day of his time.

Ling Qi placed the scroll in front of him.

He wanted to see what the painting that the imperial teacher had spent half a day on looked like.

He slowly unfolded the scroll, taking in all the contents of the painting.

He closed the painting instantly, his eyes heavy.

Ling Xiao happened to take out a book and put it on his desk. He caught a glimpse of the content in the painting out of the corner of his eye and was shocked.

When did His Highness and the Crown Princess paint a picture?

No, His Highness and the Crown Princess rarely meet in the palace, let alone paint together.

So the woman in the painting is not the Crown Princess.

When did His Highness have an affair with someone else? His Highness is such a philandering person.

He usually follows His Highness around, so how could he have discovered that His Highness was having affairs with other women?

He is really derelict in his duty.

When Shen Yunheng closed the scroll, he found a person standing beside him. His black eyes swept across and locked onto Ling Xiao accurately.

Seeing Ling Xiao's expression, I knew he had seen the content.

Shen Yunheng's voice was deep, "Have you seen enough?"

Ling Xiao instantly came to his senses and took a few steps back, "I didn't see anything."

It’s over. I hope Your Highness won’t kill to silence the witnesses.

Shen Yunheng said in a cold voice, "Go and accept the punishment yourself."

"Ah...yes..."

Ling Xiao left dejectedly.

When Ling Qi was told to serve beside Shen Yunheng, he knew that Ling Xiao had angered His Highness again and was being punished.

He guessed that this matter was most likely related to the Crown Princess.

So when Meng Tingyue came over with the food box, it was Ling Qi she saw again.

When Meng Tingyue handed the food box to Ling Qi as usual and asked Ling Qi to take it into the house, Ling Qi said, "His Highness is handling official business in the study. The Crown Princess can go in herself."

Meng Tingyue was slightly surprised, nodded slightly, and slowly walked into the house carrying the food box.

Shen Yunheng knew that Meng Tingyue was coming, so he closed the book in his hand and put it aside.

Meng Tingyue took out the red dates and white fungus soup from the food box.

"Husband, please try it. I'm worried that you might not be used to sweet drinks, so I put less honey in it."

Shen Yunheng said nothing, but held the bowl and drank the red date and white fungus soup in it.

It seemed that Meng Tingyue only came to bring over a bowl of soup. After seeing him and the bowl, she put the bowl away and was about to leave with the food box.

Seeing her leave so abruptly, he remembered the contents of the letter he had just read and called out to her, "Wait."

"Husband?" Meng Tingyue turned around with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"I heard you won the first prize in pot tossing today. Congratulations."

Hearing this, Meng Tingyue was slightly startled, then slowly curved her lips, a gentle smile in her eyes, "Thank you, husband."

After waiting for a while, seeing that Shen Yunheng had no further instructions, Meng Tingyue quietly left with light steps.

Shen Yunheng found the letter sent by Princess Luo Jia and threw it to Ling Qi, "Take it and throw it away."

Ling Qi didn't dare to ask any more questions and quickly took the letter to deal with it.

It was getting dark when Meng Tingyue returned to her room. After dinner, she took out the account book given to her by housekeeper Zheng and began to look through it.

"There's no need to look at the Crown Princess' account books from three or five years ago." Qing Dian looked at the thick stack of account books on the desk that was almost taller than her, her eyes filled with heartache.

If she really read all of this, the Crown Princess's health, which had been so hard to improve, would deteriorate again.

"Nothing." Meng Tingyue replied without raising his head.

Butler Zheng deliberately gave her all the account books for the past five years, betting that she would not read them carefully.

What she was betting on was that Manager Zheng would not be able to keep all these accounts clean.

If she looked carefully, she would definitely be able to find the problem.

Qinglan and Qingdian knew nothing about business and could not help Meng Tingyue.

Nanny Qin was old, and Meng Tingyue was worried about her health, so she only asked her to help read a few books and sent her back to rest when the time was almost up.

After Nanny Qin's repeated warnings, she finally agreed to watch for a while and then rest.

She only looked at it for a moment longer.

But this time is only half an hour.

She had only read a few books overnight, and there were still many on the table.

Looking at the pile of account books, Meng Tingyue felt an unprecedented headache.

For the first time, I felt the disadvantages of having too many shops and fields in the mansion.

Her dowry consisted of few plots of land but more of shops. The people in the shops were all people she trusted, and she would only check them occasionally. This was the first time she had worked so hard.

Rubbing her sore neck, Qinglan considerately massaged her shoulders and neck.

After a sleepless night, the dawn breaks and birds start singing.

She got up early, washed and dressed, had her meal and went out.

We took a carriage to Jinweilou.

"Uncle." Meng Tingyue looked around and saw only Xiao Huaifeng. "Where's my aunt?"

"She went to Linchao City and won't be back for two days." Xiao Huaifeng spread his hands and asked, "Sit down."

Meng Tingyue sat down.

Xiao Huaifeng took a sip of the fragrant tea, his movements leisurely and relaxed. Then he slowly opened his mouth, "Why did you rush to Jinweilou to look for me the other day? Did you encounter any difficult problems in the shop?"

Meng Tingyue bit her red lips lightly and shook her head slightly, with a hint of hesitation in her movements.

Xiao Huaifeng keenly caught the subtle change in her expression, and a trace of inquiry flashed in his eyes, "If it's not about the shop, then what kind of important matter could make you so anxious?"

Meng Tingyue pondered for a moment, then raised her eyes solemnly, her eyes full of determination, "Uncle, have you ever heard of Renxin Hall?"