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"understood."

Seeing Xie Jinglan respond to him with such a calm demeanor, Jiang Feili was truly disappointed in him.

If it weren't for the fact that he was no match for Song Jinglan in skill, he would have really wanted to tie Song Jinglan up and take him back to the capital.

"I've said all I have to say. If you continue to linger here, you'll probably be waiting for news of Song Yunming ascending the throne."

Jiang Feili got up and opened the door, but still left a warning, "Even if you believe that you are powerful enough that he can't do anything to you, once he ascends the throne, your status will definitely not be as good as it is now, and Jiang Yuyue and your son, whom you are so eager to protect, may not be able to escape his clutches."

After saying this, Jiang Feili left in a huff, clearly unconvinced, while Xie Jinglan gently stroked the teacup in his hand, lost in thought.

Jixiang lingered in the backyard for quite a while, but she couldn't avoid it in the end. After a long time, she tiptoed into the house and greeted them in a low voice.

"Your Highness, would you like me to prepare water for your bath?"

Xie Jinglan was clearly still lost in his own thoughts and did not answer. Jixiang, however, was unaware of his thoughts and felt the suffocating silence, trembling and not daring to even breathe loudly.

After a long pause, Xie Jinglan finally asked, "Where is she?"

Upon hearing this, Jixiang quickly replied, "Your Highness, Miss Jiang went to take a bath just now, and has already returned to her room and turned off the lights. She must be resting now."

Hearing this, Xie Jinglan's expression relaxed a little. It seemed that her reaction was not unusual. Hopefully, he was just overthinking it.

Jiang Yuyue didn't sleep very well that night. In her dream, Xie Jinglan, dressed as a prince, ordered her to be executed. This terrifying scene made her very uneasy. So she woke up as soon as it was light the next morning. Thinking about what happened the night before, she sighed and accepted reality.

In any case, Prince Jing could not be delayed any longer. He already knew that the treasure was in his hands, so he could not keep it. Even with this incident, Jiang Yuyue's decision to hand over the treasure to Prince Jing remained unchanged.

After getting up, Jiang Yuyue asked her maid to prepare the carriage. She took out the bundle from under the bed, grabbed the things, and prepared to get on the carriage. Just as she stepped out of the courtyard gate, she "bumped into" Jixiang from the next courtyard.

After what happened last night, Jixiang was afraid that Miss Jiang would be scared away after learning the truth.

After all, it was he who was staying by His Highness's side to serve him closely. If that were the case, he would not be able to withstand His Highness's anger. Therefore, he was careful and pretended to run into the noise next door to greet them.

"Miss Jiang, you're up so early?"

Jixiang looked somewhat surprised. "You were exhausted last night, why didn't you rest a little longer? What are you planning to do going out so early in the morning? If you need to buy something, just leave it to me to run the errand."

After learning the truth, Jiang Yuyue's gaze towards Jixiang became inexplicably more meaningful. After all, she had witnessed the skills of the guards around Prince Jing, and although Jixiang seemed amiable, he might also be an extraordinary person.

"No."

Jiang Yuyue smiled slightly, concealing the strange look in her eyes. "When I was tidying up yesterday, I found that a talisman I got for Mo'er at Wanfu Temple was missing. I thought that it was personally blessed by the abbot and should not be easily lost. I was really uneasy about not finding it. I guessed that it might have been left at Wanfu Temple when I stayed overnight. So I decided to go look for it today."

"I'll be right back, it won't take much effort. You can stay home and take care of your young master."

After saying this, Jiang Yuyue got into the carriage. The coachman, upon receiving the signal, immediately raised the whip and drove the carriage away. Jixiang stood there watching the carriage drive away, and knew without a doubt that this young lady Jiang was going to Wanfu Temple to find Prince Jing.

After all, she had never asked for any talismans for the young prince; the so-called search for something was just an excuse.

This made Jixiang a little uneasy. Could it be that Miss Jiang had really discovered something by suddenly going to Wanfu Temple?

But at this moment, he couldn't think about these things and hurriedly went inside to inform his prince of the news.

"Your Highness, Miss Jiang has gone to Wanfu Temple."

Ji Xiang's tone was somewhat anxious, but she didn't dare to voice her guesses. She just held her breath and quietly observed Xie Jinglan's reaction.

It was still dark outside, and the light inside was dim, so Jixiang couldn't see the expression on his face. Xie Jinglan frowned slightly, got up, and put on his outer robe.

"Prepare the car."

Jiang Yuyue, sitting in the carriage, clutched the tightly wrapped wooden box in her arms, her mind in turmoil.

She deliberately revealed to Jixiang that she was going to Wanfu Temple, hoping to ensure that she could meet Prince Jing smoothly on this trip. As long as she told Jixiang where she was going, Xie Jinglan would most likely come.

Although Jiang Yuyue didn't know what Prince Jing's purpose was in staying by her side for so long under the alias Xie Jinglan, based on her previous understanding of Prince Jing, she knew that he was definitely not a playboy who would neglect his duties for her beauty, and there must be another reason for him staying in Jinling.

But what exactly the reason is is probably not something she can easily find out.

As usual, the carriage traveled for half a day before finally arriving at Wanfu Temple. Jiang Yuyue got off the carriage with her package in her arms, and looking at the small temple in front of her, she hesitated a bit.

If she were to successfully meet Prince Jing here, it would further confirm that Xie Jinglan is indeed Prince Jing. After all, how could the dignified Prince Jing spend his days idly in this small temple waiting for her to come and see him?

But after a moment, Jiang Yuyue made up her mind and walked toward the temple gate. Even though she still couldn't process the fact that she had been deceived, she wasn't stupid enough to go against Prince Jing.

Jiang Yuyue stepped up to a monk who was sweeping and cleaning. Before she could ask anything, the monk nodded slightly to her and put his hands together in prayer.

“Amitabha, please follow me, benefactor.”

Jiang Yuyue paused for a moment, but nodded and followed the monk. They took the same route as before and arrived at the door of the west wing. The monk gestured for her to go in.

Looking at the familiar courtyard, Jiang Yuyue tightened her grip on the package in her hands, but still stepped inside. As soon as she entered the house, that familiar figure was already sitting behind the curtain.

Jiang Yuyue raised her eyes to examine the person. Although the curtains obscured her view, making it difficult for her to see clearly, and perhaps it was just her imagination, she felt increasingly that the person's figure was exactly the same as Xie Jinglan's.

It really was Xie Jinglan!