“Who are you calling foolish?” Jiang Si angrily reached out, aiming for Yu Jin’s ear.
The couple quickly dissolved into playful laughter.
Outside in the courtyard, hearing her parents’ laughter, A Huan’s lips trembled, and she began to cry.
She wanted her mother’s embrace, her father’s arms, feeling left out again—
Er Niu raised his paw and patted A Huan’s shoulder, offering a couple of comforting woofs.
The old chancellor came running back, nearly colliding with Nanny Ji as he rushed in.
“Oh, if it isn’t the chancellor. Why are you running so fast?” Nanny Ji barely avoided him, speaking irritably.
This old fool complained about her uselessness all day but look at him now. What happened to his vaunted steadiness?
“Where… where is the Prince?” the old chancellor panted, out of breath from running.
“If the Prince is in the mansion, of course, he’s with the Princess Consort. Where else would he be, the study?”
The old chancellor blinked.
That’s right, he was still the same Prince who only knew how to be lovey-dovey with the Princess Consort. How did he end up registered under the Empress’s name, becoming half a legitimate prince?
He must be too desperate, having a daydream.
Thinking this, the old chancellor suddenly tugged at his beard, and facing Nanny Ji’s shocked expression, he grinned foolishly, “It hurts!”
With that, he ran inside.
Nanny Ji was dumbfounded for a moment, muttering, “Oh no, the chancellor has gone mad.”
Nanny Ji quickly chased after him to stop him: “Any further in is the inner court. It’s not appropriate for you to enter.”
“Please trouble Nanny Ji to ask the Prince to come out.”
“What on earth happened?”
“The Prince has been adopted by the Empress. The Ministry of Rites just called me over to discuss the relevant matters—”
“What?” Nanny Ji exclaimed, her face full of shock.
The chancellor caught his breath: “The Prince didn’t say anything when he returned?”
“No, he just went to be with the Princess Consort as soon as he came back.”
The chancellor couldn’t help but tug at his beard again.
How could such an unreliable Prince have such good fortune?
Shortly after, Yu Jin and the chancellor stood in the study.
“Please sit, Chancellor,” Yu Jin smiled, pointing to a chair.
The chancellor sat down and was about to speak when the young man across from him proactively asked, “Has the chancellor heard about my matter?”
The chancellor nodded.
Yu Jin smiled slightly: “Then let me tell the chancellor one more thing.”