So much money?
Jiang Si raised an eyebrow.
“Look, Young Miss, there’s a stack of banknotes!”
“Keep it safe. We’ll return it when Young Master Yu comes back.”
“Yes.” A Man responded, putting away the money pouch. “Young Miss, what do you think Young Master Yu did? How did he end up in prison?”
Jiang Si said coldly: “With his personality, it’s not surprising.”
He was a prince, yet there was nothing he wouldn’t dare to do. She had experienced it in her past life.
“Young Miss, don’t worry,” A Man consoled thoughtfully.
Jiang Si, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, snapped: “Don’t talk nonsense!”
A Man secretly rolled her eyes.
These days, one couldn’t even speak the truth. Indeed, being a senior maid wasn’t easy.
A moment later, Jiang Si instructed: “Go tell Old Qin to inform A Fei. See if he can find out anything about Young Master Yu.”
A Man: “…” Young Miss, could you hold out a bit longer before speaking?
“Hurry up!” Jiang Si felt extremely embarrassed and glared at A Man.
“Yes, this servant will go right away.” A Man left, suppressing her laughter.
Jiang Si stood up and paced a few steps before sitting down on the bed. She hugged a soft pillow and sighed deeply.
She probably needed more time to completely let go of that scoundrel.
After waiting for a while, A Man returned with A Fei’s message. Naturally, they hadn’t found out anything about Yu Jin.
Although Yu Jin’s royal title was causing a stir, it was limited to the inner palace and well-informed officials. The news hadn’t spread outside yet. Of course, even if the news did spread, no one would think that the Seventh Prince and Yu Seven were the same person. A Fei focused on finding information about Yu Seven, wouldn’t pay attention to such news.
So Jiang Si was destined to be disappointed.
Yu Jin had left with Leng Ying. Half a day later, Long Dan finally managed to contact Leng Ying.
“The… the master was granted a royal title?” Long Dan’s eyes widened, his jaw nearly dropping.
“Mm.” Leng Ying was concise.
Long Dan poked Leng Ying: “Can you give me more details?”
This person was so tight-lipped, it was maddening.
“I don’t know the details. Those people locked me up first, then released me. Then they congratulated me, and that’s when I learned that the master had been granted a royal title by the Emperor.”
Long Dan wiped his face: “This seems a bit strange. Have you seen the master?”
“No, the master was directly taken by the imperial guards to see the Emperor, then sent to the Imperial Clan Court. This is all that I heard from those people.”
For personal guards of princes like Leng Ying, without clear instructions from above, their treatment could be quite flexible.
Because Emperor Jingming’s orders only mentioned the princes, not caring about how to deal with the accompanying guards, Leng Ying was initially locked up, then immediately released upon hearing that the Seventh Prince had been granted a royal title.
Realistically speaking, this could be considered a case of “when one man attains the Way, his chickens and dogs ascend to Heaven.”
“So what do you know?” Long Dan asked irritably.
“The master will be released in three days.”
Three days later, the news of the Seventh Prince being granted a royal title finally spread throughout the court and society.
Jiang Si, still unable to get news about Yu Jin and not daring to have A Fei inquire about matters concerning princes, finally couldn’t resist asking Jiang An Cheng: “Father, is there any recent news outside?”
“News? There’s news in the capital every day.”
“Anything related to the court?”
Jiang An Cheng thought for a moment: “Actually, there is one piece. The Seventh Prince, who was raised outside the palace since childhood, has been granted a royal title.”