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

Meng Qingjiao sent people to investigate again, but still got no results. She was unable to find out how the imperial court secretly prepared the food and herbs needed for disaster relief.

After much deliberation, he decided to go to King Qing and ask him indirectly.

Moonlight shone like a stream of silk. She lightly walked to the side of Prince Qing, and gently pressed her delicate hand on his shoulder. She spoke in a gentle tone, "Your Highness, I heard that the court is going to provide disaster relief, but I haven't seen the court purchasing any relief grain. Why is that?"

Prince Qing closed his eyes to rest, then replied softly, "The imperial court has partnered with merchants in Jiangnan. We'll purchase grain directly from them. This way, the relief grain can be delivered to Hengcheng as quickly as possible, saving the people from disaster."

"What? Looking for cooperation with merchants in Jiangnan?"

Meng Qingjiao's hand that was rubbing her shoulder suddenly stopped, and the horror in her eyes could hardly be concealed.

"Yes, why are you so surprised?" Prince Qing slowly opened his eyes and his gaze fell softly on Meng Qingjiao.

Meng Qingjiao forced a smile, her fingertips continuing to wander over the sturdy shoulders. "Why would the imperial court suddenly have the idea of ​​forming an alliance with merchants?"

"This was suggested by the Empress's sister-in-law." Prince Qing felt mixed emotions when he mentioned this. Fortunately, he had his back to Meng Qingjiao, so the fleeting regret was not caught by her.

And he was unable to see the surging waves in Meng Qingjiao's eyes, as if they were about to swallow Meng Tingyue.

Meng Tingyue, why is it you again? Why do you always go against me? Why couldn’t you have died in Jiangnan with your short-lived mother?

Meng Qingjiao's thoughts were in a mess, anger was churning in her chest, and the strength in her hands involuntarily increased.

"Hiss—Jiaojiao, you..." Prince Qing cried out in pain, with a hint of confusion and helplessness in his cry.

Finding that he failed to bring Meng Qingjiao back to her senses, he finally raised his hand and slowly covered the back of Meng Qingjiao's hand, trying to calm her down.

Meng Qingjiao slowly came back to her senses, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, and then she focused on the slightly worried face of King Qing.

"My husband called me?"

Prince Qing nodded slightly and asked patiently, "What are you thinking about? You're so lost in thought that you almost crushed my husband's shoulders."

"Did I hurt you? Let me take a look." Meng Qingjiao looked a little flustered. She wanted to reach out and lift up Prince Qing's clothes to find out what was going on, but Prince Qing gently held her wrist.

Prince Qing placed a gentle kiss on the back of her hand, his eyes full of tenderness. "Let's go back to the couch and let Madam carefully examine your husband."

Meng Qingjiao glanced at Prince Qing coquettishly, her cheeks flushed, and she said shyly, "Okay."

……

Prince's Mansion.

Meng Tingyue was originally worried that the prince would return to his study to rest after the weather cleared up completely, so when she saw the prince in the room, there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Shen Yunheng happened to notice this surprise.

"My mother summoned me to the palace today. Do you know why?"

A trace of uneasiness flashed across Meng Tingyue's brows, "I am stupid."

"My mother spoke of a life full of trials and tribulations, and of great accomplishments, yet she had one regret that lingered in her heart and was difficult to let go."

As Shen Yunheng's words became more and more mysterious, Meng Tingyue became more and more confused.

Shen Yunheng's gaze fell on Meng Tingyue's face and continued, "My Queen Mother said that all she wishes for the rest of her life is to have children and grandchildren around her and enjoy the happiness of family."

After she finished speaking, Meng Tingyue's cheeks instantly turned red, and her shyness was mixed with some indescribable shyness and embarrassment, as if she were a peach blossom inadvertently blown by the spring breeze, gorgeous and shy.

How could the Queen tell the Prince such a thing!

When Shen Yunheng saw her like this, he found it strange and felt a little interested in teasing her.

However, the words he spoke were as calm as ever, "I tell my mother that the Crown Princess has no feelings for me. I'm afraid your wish will be dashed."

As soon as these words were spoken, Meng Tingyue's face quickly lost its color and turned pale.

"Husband, listen to my explanation. I was truly misled by others, which is why I blame you. It's also because you've been fighting at the border for several years and never came back to see me."

"Other people's fiancés would take their daughters out for outings and exchange gifts, but I've never even seen my husband, so I felt resentful. But since I met him, I've only felt joy, no more complaints."

"The heaven and earth can bear witness to my sincerity."

Meng Tingyue couldn't wait to explain. The more she spoke, the more anxious and confused she became. Her eyes were unconsciously covered with a thin layer of mist, like pearls covered with dust, making people want to wipe them clean and see the brilliance of the pearls behind.

Shen Yunheng was shocked when he saw this. He had never expected that she took it seriously. His black eyes caught the barely perceptible blush and moisture at the corners of her eyes. A delicate ripple arose in his heart involuntarily, and his feet moved forward involuntarily.

He stretched out his slightly rough fingers and gently wiped away the tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes. His movements revealed a hint of pity and tenderness that he himself was not aware of.

Shen Yunheng frowned and thought about how to coax her. In the end, he just wanted to tell her the truth, "I didn't tell my mother about that. I just told her that you are in good health and I will consider this matter after you recover."

"Is this true?" Meng Tingyue gently raised her face, her eyes like a clear mountain spring, flowing gently.

Shen Yunheng nodded slightly, "Really."

Meng Tingyue felt relieved as if she had survived a disaster. A moment later, she suddenly realized that Shen Yunheng was deliberately teasing her. Her bright eyes suddenly widened, flashing with surprise, as if she had discovered some new secret.

"My husband seems different from before."

"What's the difference?" Shen Yunheng raised a hint of curiosity between his brows.

Meng Tingyue pondered carefully, her eyes twinkling in the candlelight, as if they were dotted with stars, shining brightly, "My husband seems to be in a good mood today, and he is in the mood to joke with me."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yunheng remained silent.

He is indeed in a good mood today.

Perhaps it was after he finished his meal in his mother's palace today that the palace maid brought the medicine to him and specifically explained to him that this was the medicine that the Crown Princess had specifically instructed him to take.

Perhaps it was the teasing look his mother gave him after she found out, and the words, "It seems the Crown Princess really loves you. You even sent medicine into the palace when you were still there. You can't let her down."

Or perhaps it was the first time he truly felt that the line in the poem, "I wish to win the heart of one person, and never want to leave him until we are old," might be true.

Thinking of this, Shen Yunheng's eyes softened as he looked at Meng Tingyue.

Meng Tingyue also noticed it, but she didn't know if it was an illusion caused by the candlelight.