Chapter 417: The new house at number 417 can’t be lived in for more than a few days.

About these matters, Sikong Mo had already made arrangements when he first conceived the plan, “On the way back, we will escort food and fodder, so the pace will not be too fast. With your medicine, a ten-day rest should not greatly affect your Fourth Brother’s leg while he sits in the carriage.”

If that’s the case, then it’s alright.

“Then let Young Master Sikong take care of the arrangements,” Ye Jiu said.

However, she couldn’t help feeling a bit regretful that the residence she had just acquired wouldn’t be inhabited for long.

“Let’s go.” After discussing the important matters, it was time for them to set off.

Sikong Mo walked over and took Ye Jiu’s hand, which she slightly resisted, but she couldn’t pull away, so she had no choice but to let Sikong Mo lead her.

Upon exiting the door, Sikong Mo effortlessly picked her up and moved forward, utilizing Qinggong.

Ye Jiu couldn’t help but wonder in her heart, floating through the air in his arms like this, didn’t he get tired?

They clearly could have ridden horses, so why didn’t he ride a horse to pick her up?

The speed suddenly increased, the wind blowing so fiercely that she couldn’t keep her eyes open, and she had to bury her face in his chest, clutching the front of Sikong Mo’s robe tightly with both hands, Ye Jiu didn’t dare to be distracted in the slightest.

…

In the main courtyard of the Jing Prince’s Royal Residence, the Princess Consort of Jing sat alone, lost in thought.

The nanny brought over a coat and draped it over her shoulders, “Princess Consort, the Prince is still in the study and hasn’t come out. At this hour, he’s probably resting in the study. You should also take care of your health and rest.”

The Princess Consort rose but showed no sign of wanting to return to her room.

“What do you think, who is this Miss Ye that she can make the Prince act so out of character?” The voice of the Princess Consort was hollow and ethereal, almost inaudible, as if questioning the nanny or herself.

The nanny bowed her head respectfully and replied, “Princess Consort is the Zheng Match, personally bestowed in marriage by the Emperor. No matter who Miss Ye is, even if she truly enters the Royal Residence, she would merely be a concubine at most. She couldn’t possibly surpass you, Princess Consort.”

“But the way the Prince treats her…” The Princess Consort said with a bitter smile.

If today, she had followed her heart and met Miss Ye, she might not have felt any discontent. But it was precisely because she did not meet her, compounded by the Prince’s protective actions, that she felt even more aggrieved in her heart.

For so many years, she’d never seen the Prince care about anyone like this, not even herself, the Princess Consort of Jing, who possessed status and a semblance of favor only because of her position.

“Forget it, let’s rest,” the Princess Consort sighed.

The nanny was right; she was no longer a teenage girl ripe for jealousy.

Her son was the Crown Prince, Lucky Star, esteemed even in the presence of the Emperor. Even if Miss Ye truly entered the residence and won the Prince’s favor, she could not surpass her.

Why should she give herself unnecessary trouble here!

Not far from the Jing Prince’s Royal Residence, in a mansion that, though not as grand and magnificent as the Royal Residence, still counted as one of the most luxurious and prominent in the bustling Capital City.

Inside a study, a figure clad in black appeared out of nowhere and saluted the person at the head of the room, “Master, a message has come from those who are watching the Jing Prince.”

“Oh?” The middle-aged man simply raised an eyebrow with interest.

“Today, the Jing Prince went to an inn to find a young girl in her teens, and he encountered the War King at the inn. Later, both the Jing Prince and the War King dined with the girl at a restaurant. The Princess Consort of Jing, having bribed the Prince’s servant, tracked down the Prince’s whereabouts, but was openly snubbed by the Prince himself…”

After the man in black finished his report, the middle-aged man immediately furrowed his brows, “The Jing Prince and the War King, have they already joined forces?”