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

"Isn't this also for my husband's sake? I just want to save up some money so that I can afford a famous doctor and buy good medicine to cure my husband's illness completely."

"All I ask is for my husband to stay by my side forever, to spend time with me. Heaven and earth can bear witness to my feelings."

"I promise that I will be able to make up for the money I took from the mansion in the future."

Having said this, Meng Qingjiao's eyes could no longer bear the weight of tears. Tears as big as beans slid down her delicate cheeks. She cried like a pear blossom in the rain, looking pitiful.

The slight displeasure in Prince Qing's heart gradually softened until it disappeared as Meng Qingjiao spoke words that were all for his benefit.

Even the last bit of anger disappeared instantly when it touched the crystal tears on her cheeks.

"Don't cry, don't cry. It's my husband's fault. I shouldn't be so mean to you. I know Jiaojiao is doing everything for my sake." Prince Qing raised his hand and gently wiped away the warm tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips. His voice was full of helplessness and tenderness.

Seeing this scene, Meng Qingjiao felt warm in her heart and could no longer suppress the grievance in her heart. She threw herself into Prince Qing's arms, sobbing softly.

Prince Qing spoke softly and patiently to calm her emotions.

A quarter of an hour later, Meng Qingjiao finally calmed down and fell into a deep sleep.

Prince Qing looked at the face sleeping peacefully on the bed, his gaze lingering on the faint red mark at the corner of her eye for a moment before slowly moving away.

Then he strode out of the house. It was cloudy outside. Mu Xia held an umbrella for him. King Qing raised his hand to his lips and coughed lightly, his eyes looking into the rain.

The rain was getting heavier, and the raindrops were hitting the umbrella quickly and forcefully.

When he returned to the study from Jiaoyue Garden, his clothes were already stained with a light mist.

Wang Qishen was waiting in the study. Upon hearing the voice, he took a few steps forward, came forward, and called softly, "Your Majesty."

Prince Qing's eyes flickered slightly, as if he felt a little guilty. He coughed lightly and whispered, "Go into the house first."

"Mr. Wang, after careful consideration, I do not wish to participate in this fundraising effort."

Upon hearing this, Wang Qishen frowned, a hint of confusion visible between his dark eyebrows: "Your Highness, the benefits of this matter far outweigh the disadvantages. As long as we plan it properly..."

Prince Qing gently raised his hand, interrupting his further persuasion, and said firmly: "Forget it, my heart is made up, Mr. Wang, there is no need to persuade me further."

Wang Qishen's doubts grew even stronger. He carefully recalled the changes in Prince Qing before and after, and finally couldn't help but ask tentatively, "Is it because of the princess..."

Prince Qing lowered his eyes, his words revealing something he was trying to hide, "This matter has nothing to do with her."

Not long after, he changed the subject again, "Have you found out where Doctor Qi is now?"

How could Wang Qishen not see such a poor cover-up? There was a hint of anger in his eyes, and he almost blamed Meng Qingjiao.

At first, he felt a little regretful that the prince failed to marry the eldest daughter of the Meng family. He thought that the second daughter Meng was also the sister of the eldest daughter Meng. Even if she could not help the prince ascend to the highest position, she should still do her duty and not cause trouble when the prince's plan succeeded.

However, not only was Miss Meng's status inferior to Miss Meng's, she was also a lowly illegitimate daughter. Even after becoming the legitimate second daughter, she couldn't conceal her unrefined temperament. At such a critical juncture, she couldn't even see the situation clearly, she was extremely confused.

Wang Qishen suppressed his anger, his voice becoming a little colder. "According to investigation, Divine Doctor Qi has entered the territory of the Great Zhou. Judging from his movements, he seems to be intending to go to the Jiangnan water town area."

Prince Qing nodded slightly, put his hand to his lips, and coughed lightly, his voice carrying a hint of imperceptible weakness. "Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Wang, to pay more attention. Once it's done, cough cough cough..."

"Your Highness, please take care of your health." Wang Qishen hurriedly bowed and said earnestly, "We will invite Dr. Qi to cure your stubborn illness. If anything happens to the Crown Prince, the supreme throne will definitely belong to your Highness."

……

When Shen Yunheng returned home with the emperor's reward and told Meng Tingyue the good news, Meng Tingyue was surprised.

She didn't expect that Shen Yunheng would give the credit to her, even though it was her suggestion.

"My father asked me to ask if there is any reward you would like."

After discussing disaster relief during the day, the emperor specifically kept Shen Yunheng to discuss the reward for Meng Tingyue.

The imperial court was busy preparing disaster relief supplies, so it was not possible to use gold, silver, or rare treasures as rewards.

The emperor was at a loss as to what to give his good daughter-in-law. After much deliberation, he decided to ask his own son. After all, it was a reward for his daughter-in-law, and as a husband, he must know what the best reward was.

Shen Yunheng thought carefully but really couldn't figure out what Meng Tingyue liked. If he really had to count the things she liked, it would probably be gold and silver, but gold and silver were the most scarce things in the court at that time.

"Your Majesty, did you let me decide the reward myself?" When Meng Tingyue heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she fell into deep thought.

She thought to herself that she really had nothing in particular to desire.

Gold, silver and precious treasures are external things, and there are many rare items in the dowry that her uncle and aunt gave her.

Meng Tingyue thought hard and actually came up with a reward.

"I would like to request a posthumous decree for my late mother."

Shen Yunheng was slightly surprised when he heard this, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he nodded slowly, saying in a gentle tone: "Okay, I will report this to my father tomorrow."

Meng Tingyue smiled lightly and added, "However, I dare to ask Your Highness to allow me to postpone this reward for a while.

"Okay." Shen Yunheng agreed softly without asking why.

Hearing this, a bright smile spread across Meng Tingyue's brows, like a flower blooming in spring, delicate and yet not vulgar.

Shen Yunheng stared at it for a while, and the unforgettable painting of the national master suddenly emerged in his mind.

The smile of the person in the painting is very similar to Meng Tingyue's smile at this moment.

In this world, perhaps only the national teacher has such magical ability to depict scenes and emotions that have never been seen in person.

While thinking, he noticed Meng Tingyue's gaze on him. He subconsciously looked away, walked to the desk, and began to deal with the matters at hand.

Meng Tingyue also gently withdrew her gaze, leaned back on the couch, picked up a book and began to read it carefully.

A faint scent of incense quietly filled the room, and the only sounds in the air were the crisp sound of raindrops tapping on the eaves and the slight rustling of pages turning.

Until Ling Xiao's arrival broke the tranquility.

Ling Xiao handed the book he had carefully protected in his arms to Shen Yunheng, and said in a low and respectful voice, "Your Highness, I have compiled a detailed directory of merchants around Hengcheng. Among them, the largest and most famous one is undoubtedly the Xiao family's business, followed closely by the Zhou family..."