During the few days in Prince Luo's mansion, Rouyao and Ajing felt relieved because, not only did Prince Luo seem to believe them, they also met Princess An.
When Princess An saw Rouyao's burns, she felt very distressed and angry. She solemnly apologized to Rouyao and told her that Zi'an and Liuliu were very worried about her and thought she was dead.
Rouyao was eager to return home, so she obediently took care of her wounds. Although Tianjizi's medical skills were not very advanced, he was able to prescribe the right medicine. After a few days, Rouyao's wounds had scabbed over.
But he regretfully told Rouyao that the burn scar on her leg would probably follow her for the rest of her life.
After hearing this, Rouyao just smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. No one wants it anyway. Scars are scars."
Tianjizi heard this and looked at Ajing who was standing aside like a wooden man. He seemed unmoved and said, "How could no one want you? The county lady is beautiful and kind-hearted. There must be a lot of men chasing after you."
Rouyao smiled and said, "Thank you for your comfort, sir. I think it's good to be alone, and I know myself. I've been married before, but I'm afraid no one would like me."
Tianjizi said meaningfully: "I'm afraid that may not be the case."
Seeing his mysterious expression, Rouyao couldn't help but laugh and said, "Sir, are you trying to tell me that you plan to marry me?"
Ah Jing suddenly looked up and glared at Tianjizi. Tianjizi coughed and quickly explained, "I am old and no one wants me. The county lady is joking."
"Sir, you are only in your thirties, how come you are old?"
Tianjizi was slightly startled, "I always thought I was in my seventies or eighties, but it turns out I'm only in my thirties?"
Rouyao smiled, "Sir, you must have experienced a lot over the years, right?"
A hint of complexity flashed in Tianjizi's eyes, "Maybe, looking back now, many things seem like things from my previous life."
Rouyao looked melancholy for a moment. Looking back at the past, didn't she feel that it was something from her previous life
Seeing that Rouyao was talking happily but was made sad by Tianjizi, Ah Jing could not help but said in a rough voice: "The county lady should rest, please go back, sir."
Tianjizi looked at Ajing and saw that he had a nervous expression protecting his child, so he smiled and said to Rouyao: "County Lady, sometimes, happiness may be right beside you, but you just don't see it. Well, I won't disturb you to rest, goodbye."
"Ajing, please send the gentleman off." Although Rouyao felt that there was something else behind his words, she did not ask any further questions.
"Yes!" Ah Jing bowed to Tianjizi and said, "Sir, please come in!"
Tianjizi bowed and went out.
The study room of Prince Luo's mansion.
Concubine Yang appeared at the door of the study with her maid.
Sun Yang opened the door and said, "Please come in, Madam Concubine."
Concubine Yang adjusted her hair, pushed the door open with a gentle smile on her face.
"My concubine greets the prince!" She bowed as usual.
Prince Luo raised his head from a pile of documents, his beard covering most of his face, revealing his sparkling eyes.
Now, those eyes were like sharp blades, piercing through Concubine Yang's face.
Concubine Yang was slightly panicked, but then she calmed down and said, "My Lord, you asked me to come here. Do you have any instructions?"
"After so many years in Nanjun, do you miss Kyoto? Do you miss your parents?" Prince Luo asked.
Concubine Yang's eyes were filled with sadness, "My Lord, what child wouldn't miss his or her parents? But the journey is long, and I have to take care of Huo'er, so I can't go back to the capital all the time."
He has always been a filial person, so this answer is commendable.
Prince Luo said, "That's good. I will be leaving for Beijing in the next two days. You can pack up and go back with me."
"The prince is going back to Beijing?" Concubine Yang was stunned.
"Yes, I am going back to the capital. I will stay in Kyoto for a while this time, so you two sisters will go back with me."
"Your Highness... are we the only family coming back?" Concubine Yang asked tentatively.
"No," Prince Luo said calmly, "This time, I will lead the troops back to the imperial court to help my brother. You should pack up quickly and leave for the capital in two days."
Concubine Yang's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible smile, and she lowered her head and said, "Yes, then I will go back and tell my sister, she will definitely be very happy."
Prince Luo nodded, "Go ahead."
"Then I'll take my leave!" Concubine Yang retreated.
After Concubine Yang left, Sun Yang came in, "Your Majesty!"
"Look at her. After she sends the letter back to the capital, she will immediately bring the sisters to see the king."
Prince Luo said calmly.
After a few days of investigation, he found that the pigeons raised in Concubine Yang's yard were all used to deliver messages, and she would send out a letter every few days.
And just yesterday, Sun Yang intercepted a carrier pigeon with a letter from Kyoto, asking her to find out whether he was really going to lead his troops back to the capital.
After Sun Yang reported the matter, he tied the letter back and let the pigeon fly back to Concubine Yang's courtyard.
Even though he sent a letter a few days ago saying that he would lead his troops back to the court, Chu Jing still didn't believe it and even sent someone to spy on him.
Prince Luo sneered, the so-called brotherly love was always his wishful thinking.
When Concubine Yang returned to the yard, she sent the servants away, went back to the house to write a note, then took a pigeon from the backyard, tied the letter to it, and released the pigeon. Her movements were very skillful, and it was obvious that she was familiar with it.
But this time, she didn't know that the pigeon did not fly back, but was shot down by Sun Yang as soon as it flew out of the house.
"Sister, this time when we return to Kyoto, the prince wants to take us back. Does it mean that our mission has been completed?" The little concubine asked happily.
Concubine Yang breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, it's finally done."
"Then," the little concubine asked softly, "Sister, do you think the emperor will really welcome us into the palace? And make us imperial concubines?"
Concubine Yang shook her head. "They will welcome us into the palace, but I'm afraid they can't give us the position of Imperial Concubine. According to the harem system of Beimo, there can only be one Imperial Concubine after the Queen, and then there are four Imperial Concubines. So, I estimate that we sisters can occupy two of the four Imperial Concubines."
"But there is no imperial concubine now. Maybe the emperor will make one of us an imperial concubine?" The little concubine covered her mouth and laughed, "Sister, you have given birth. Even if the emperor wants to grant you the title, I'm afraid you can't be an imperial concubine. It's better for you to talk to the emperor and make your sister an imperial concubine. Sister will never forget you."
Concubine Yang nodded, reached out to take the teapot and poured tea for her, and also poured herself a cup, "We are two sisters, we share honor and disgrace, it doesn't matter who is the concubine, come, let's have a drink to celebrate our bright future."
She picked up the teacup, dipped her nails into the tea without leaving a trace, then immediately removed it and handed the tea to the concubine.
The little concubine took it, unable to hide the joy between her brows, "Thank you, sister. When I become a noble concubine in the future, I will definitely respect you as the elder. In this way, you will have the same status as the noble concubine."
Concubine Yang smiled as she drank her tea. "That's not a big deal. Being able to accompany the Emperor is the greatest honor for us sisters. How can we talk about whether we are a noble concubine or not?"
The little concubine also drank tea and sighed, "Isn't it? Back then, my sister and I were favored by the emperor and left that dirty place. We fell in love with the emperor at first sight. Although life has been good in Nanjun for the past few years, the prince is always thinking about a dead person. My sister and I are as beautiful as anyone and have outstanding talents, so why can't we be better than a dead person? If he could love me a little more, I wouldn't always want to go back to Kyoto and be with the emperor."
(End of this chapter)