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Thinking of this, Jiang Yuyue couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that they really did have some tacit understanding, even their methods of escaping were exactly the same.

Regardless of the reason why Prince Jing hid by her side, Jiang Yuyue's mission remained unchanged. Since Prince Jing had previously agreed to exchange treasures for revenge, the agreement must still be valid.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuyue patted her face to stop her from overthinking, wrapped the wooden box up and put it back under the bed, then went to the backyard to ask the old woman to prepare hot water for her bath.

Once she was fully immersed in the bathtub, Jiang Yuyue felt much more relaxed. However, when she looked down, she saw the ambiguous red marks on her body and felt that her interactions with Xie Jinglan were inexplicably absurd and laughable.

She actually intended to keep the dignified Prince Jing like a caged bird?

If this idea were known to the world, countless people would laugh their heads off.

……

Meanwhile, Xie Jinglan, separated by only a wall, was also unable to find peace of mind.

Thinking back to the scene of his confrontation with Song Yunming at Wanfu Temple that day, he realized that Song Yunming was indeed wearing a mask at the time, but he didn't know if Pei Jingchuan had guessed that aspect.

If he simply pesters Jiang Yuyue as usual today, that would be fine. But what if he discovers that he is Xie Jinglan and tells Jiang Yuyue that he is Prince Jing?

Based on Xie Jinglan's understanding of Jiang Yuyue, she would not easily forgive such deception. However, after carefully recalling her behavior on the cruise ship today, he realized it wasn't unusual. For a moment, he was truly puzzled as to whether Jiang Yuyue knew his identity or not.

Jixiang initially thought that her prince and that Miss Jiang had a falling out, but when she saw Yueying and Fengling both looking downcast while tying up their horses in the backyard, she couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"What's wrong with you?"

Jixiang was unaware of the major events that had occurred tonight. "I'm someone who serves His Highness closely, and I'm not worried at all, but you all look so distressed?"

Yueying rolled his eyes in annoyance. He felt a chill run down his spine just thinking about what His Highness had said earlier. "That brat Pei Jingchuan came again today. I wonder what he and Miss Jiang talked about. Now we're all worried that he might have revealed that His Highness is Prince Jing."

Upon hearing this, Jixiang's face turned deathly pale. "What?!"

Although he had some guesses, he never expected it to be like this!

If that's the case, the worst possibility is that outsiders will tell His Highness his true identity. After all, he knows Jiang Yuyue to some extent. How could someone as proud as her tolerate being deceived by others?

Even if this person is Prince Jing, she will not easily submit.

Seeing that Jixiang's complexion suddenly became even worse than theirs, Fengling felt a malicious pleasure rising in her heart, and patted him on the shoulder with schadenfreude.

"Stop dawdling here! Aren't you supposed to be serving His Highness closely? Hurry up and go inside!"

Ji Xiang finally understood the expressions on the two brothers' faces earlier, but wouldn't he be just asking for trouble if he went in now?

Let's linger outside a little longer...

Just as Xie Jinglan was pondering whether Jiang Yuyue knew the truth, a series of footsteps slowly sounded outside the door. Xie Jinglan thought it was Jiang Yuyue and immediately sat up straight.

But to everyone's surprise, the person who pushed open the door was Jiang Feili, whom they hadn't seen in a long time.

Seeing the light in Xie Jinglan's eyes dim immediately, Jiang Feili raised an eyebrow and clicked his tongue, "Oh? Did you think your Miss Jiang had come? What a pity, the person who came is me, Jiang Feili. We'll have to disappoint our Prince Jing."

Normally, Xie Jinglan wouldn't mind Jiang Feili's jokes, but today he was in a bad mood, and when a sharp gaze fell on him, Jiang Feili wisely restrained himself a bit.

However, Jiang Feili was unaware of the inside story today. Seeing Xie Jinglan's unfriendly gaze, he assumed that Xie Jinglan and Jiang Yuyue had a falling out, and couldn't help but make a few sarcastic remarks.

"If you ask me, have you been playing Xie Jinglan for too long and forgotten that you are Prince Jing? You've become so indecisive over a merchant's daughter. Where is even a trace of Prince Jing's spirit left in you?"

Jiang Feili had known him since childhood, so she wasn't worried about offending him when she spoke. "I understand that you and she have a deep affection for each other after having a child, but as Prince Jing, you don't need to go through all this trouble. No matter how much she throws a tantrum, as long as you reveal your identity and bring her into your household, what reason does she have to resist?"

"Besides, countless women in the world want to enter your harem. If you were to take her as a concubine, it would be a blessing from her ancestors. Don't you even understand this simple principle?"

Xie Jinglan did not agree with what he said, but he was too lazy to refute it. He just glanced at him and said, "Let's get down to business."

After all, Jiang Feili wouldn't come to the temple without a reason, so his visit tonight certainly wasn't to discuss this with him.

Seeing Xie Jinglan so easily ignore his words, Jiang Feili felt a little aggrieved, but with business as the priority, he immediately became serious.

"His Majesty's days are numbered."

Jiang Feili got straight to the point, “A few days ago, His Majesty suddenly fainted and almost didn’t make it. The imperial physicians in the palace were helpless. It was only by urgently summoning my senior brother to the palace overnight that they managed to pull him back from the brink of death. But even so, His Majesty’s condition is really not optimistic.”

“I asked my senior brother, and he said that His Majesty’s condition is worse than previously expected. Even if he uses all his medical skills, he can only keep His Majesty alive for another month at most.”

At this point, Jiang Feili turned his gaze to him, "The court officials can't figure out which prince His Majesty favors or intends to pass the throne to you, but you haven't shown your face for over a year, and they don't even know if you're dead or alive."

"Now, apart from a few ministers who are familiar with you and still stand firmly on your side, most of the others are wavering. But there is no doubt that your three imperial nephews are all eager to make a move. As far as I know, Song Yunming's maternal grandfather, Old Man Zhou, has been frequently visiting the residences of various ministers recently. I suppose he is working hard to pave the way for his grandson's future."

Jiang Feili scrutinized his expression and said seriously, "If you still have ambitions, I advise you to set off for the capital within half a month. You know better than I do the attitudes of your imperial nephews towards you. If you lose in this game, not only will you not be able to hold onto your throne as Prince Jing, but you may not even be able to stay here as Xie Jinglan."

Jiang Feili's words were merciless, but they were indeed true. However, Xie Jinglan was certainly aware of what he was saying.