The weak princess is super fierce

Chapter 992 Who's being long-winded?

After picking up the broken hawthorns, Tong Yushi faced the imperial desk and backed away step by step until she reached the threshold of the imperial study. Only then did she slowly turn around and carefully step over the threshold.

Only after leaving the imperial study did she dare to let out the breath she had been holding in.

After walking a while, she encountered Chang Zhu. Seeing Chang Zhu's ingratiating smile, she knew what he had come for, and walked straight past him.

"Sister Tong!" Chang Zhu was a little younger, and every time she met Tong Yushi, she would use sweet words, calling her "sister" this and "sister" that made the lonely Tong Yushi feel warm inside.

He called out to her, but she ignored him. He quickly took a few steps to catch up: "Good sister, wait for me!"

"Let me tell you, His Majesty threw a huge tantrum today, and I don't want to say anything right now." Tong Yushi got straight to the point, without needing Chang Zhu to ask any further questions.

It's clear that those two sentences about "sister" were very effective.

Chang Zhu paused for a moment: "When?"

“Just now.” Tong Yushi had already started, and she didn’t hesitate to say a few more words. “His Highness the Crown Prince once again secretly left the palace incognito. After Chief Min reported this to His Majesty, His Majesty smashed everything on the imperial desk in the imperial study that could be smashed, and threw everything that couldn’t be smashed to the ground.”

Chang Zhu gasped: "His Majesty is furious... is it because His Highness is angry that Miss Meng left the palace again?"

Tong Yushi glanced at Chang Zhu, whose face was even paler than hers: "This is not the first time, and it probably won't be the last."

Chang Zhu chuckled twice: "Sister Tong is right."

Tong Yushi glared at him and walked even faster. Having finished her business, she didn't want to talk to anyone anymore: "I have things to do and don't have time to talk to you. Just go back and say what you said. Even if we can avoid it this year, it will still come next spring."

Sister Tong is right. Chang Zhu could no longer say those words. After watching Tong Yushi walk away, he hurried back to the East Palace.

When he arrived at the East Palace, he learned that Li Shou was not there, but had gone to the Court of Imperial Sacrifices. He also forbade Chang Qing from following him, and he stared suspiciously at the left-behind Chang Qing.

Chang Qing stood outside the main hall, looking distressed: "Looking again, I still can't see a single flower."

"Your Highness is looking for..." Chang Zhu pondered for a moment, "...Young Master Meng went there?"

Chang Qing hummed in agreement, and then said nothing more.

Chang Zhu patiently asked again, "For Miss Meng?"

Chang Qing hummed in agreement again, but said nothing more.

Chang Zhu's patience ran out: "Just say it! What are you doing, all this 'uh-huh'?"

Chang Qing, his eyes fixed straight ahead and his bloodshot face, said, "Didn't Miss Meng get drunk? Your Highness, go find Young Master Meng and have him go back to his residence after leaving the office to properly persuade Miss Meng not to drink so much in the future."

"Didn't Miss Meng just drink three cups of Jade Wine?" Chang Zhu had just finished his question when Chang Qing rolled his eyes at him. He then changed the subject, "Alright, alright, Miss Meng is indeed delicate and cannot drink alcohol, but Miss Meng herself knows this and doesn't seem to care. No matter how anxious His Highness is, he's no different from a eunuch."

Chang Qing glared: "You dare say His Highness is a eunuch?"

"You said it, but I didn't say it!" Chang Zhu denied it to the death. Admittedly, that was what he meant, but he didn't say it directly.

"Before His Highness returned to the palace, he instructed Baozhu and Jinyin that they should not let Miss Meng drink too much in the future. If she really wants to drink, she should only have one cup at most. Otherwise, the Jade Liquor has a strong aftereffect, and if Miss Meng drinks any more, she will surely get drunk again." Changqing said earnestly, "His Highness has not even married Miss Meng into the Eastern Palace yet, and he is already so worried."

"Whether we can marry Miss Meng into the Eastern Palace is still uncertain," Chang Zhu said in a low voice, speaking the truth. Chang Qing frowned and glared, but surprisingly didn't utter a single word. After a couple of breaths, his expression softened.

Chang Zhu knew why Chang Qing hadn't refuted him: "I just came back from outside the Imperial Study, waiting for Imperial Attendant Tong. Guess what Imperial Attendant Tong said to me?"

"I can't guess." Chang Qing gave him a look that said, "Stop talking nonsense."

Chang Zhu didn't insist that Chang Qing guess. He then relayed Tong Yushi's words to Chang Qing word for word, as if pouring out beans.

Upon hearing this, Chang Qing's face paled even more than Chang Zhu's: "For Imperial Attendant Tong to say such things to you, it's clear that His Majesty's outburst of anger today was... extremely frightening."

“I think so too.” Chang Zhu often traveled around the palace and dealt with people like Attendant Tong. He was familiar with the place and knew Attendant Tong’s temperament. “It will be difficult, very difficult, for Your Highness to marry Miss Meng as the Crown Princess.”

After saying that, he and Chang Qing both sighed.

Inside the Court of Imperial Sacrifices, in Meng Renping's office, Li Shou sat on the side seat under the desk, clearly preoccupied with something. Meng Renping had no choice but to put down his official duties, step out from behind the desk, and sit down beside him.

Without any preamble, Li Shou directly recounted to Meng Renping the story of Meng Shisan's drunken outing to Baolai Restaurant that day.

Meng Renping's first reaction upon hearing this was to say, "Physician Yu has been very busy lately. Why don't you give the word, Your Highness, and have Physician Yu come to the Meng residence tomorrow to check Yaoyao's pulse? And while you're at it, could you also adjust her diet?"

My eldest cousin's health is of utmost importance.

He felt that what he said was correct.

When he met Li Shou's dark and handsome face, he realized that he might have unintentionally mispronounced a word.

He thought it over carefully, scrutinizing every word, and finally realized that it wasn't wrong.

After a pause, Meng Renping looked back at the Crown Prince of Wei, who rarely came to the Court of Imperial Sacrifices to see him, with a puzzled expression: "Your Highness?"

"The point isn't Yu Minglu," Li Shou corrected, suppressing his anger, then couldn't help but retort, "After all I've said, you only noticed Yu Minglu?"

Meng Renping leaned back slightly, resting his back against the chair: "Of course, as Your Highness said, it is wrong for Yaoyao to drink too much."

Finally back to the main topic, Li Shou asked with satisfaction, "And then?"

"After I get home, I'll go to Taichen Courtyard and have a good talk with Yaoyao." Meng Renping knew perfectly well that Li Shou couldn't wait even half a day and personally went into the Zhan Shi Mansion to tell him the real story behind his eldest cousin's drunkenness.

However, he felt that his eldest cousin's health was getting better day by day, and it was only natural that she wanted to go to some places and eat some things. It wouldn't be good to restrict her too much.

Just as he was sorting out his thoughts, he heard Li Shou say again, "Just say a few words, don't be too long-winded... If you restrain Yaoyao too much, I'm afraid that if Yaoyao's stubborn nature gets out of control, she might do something even more outrageous... Take it easy."

Meng Renping blinked: "Does Your Highness want me to speak, or do you want me not to speak?"

"Speak." Li Shou frowned slightly. "I've come all this way specifically to have you tell me, it's just that..."

Meng Renping nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I understand."

He interrupted the Crown Prince of Wei before he could finish speaking.

I don't know who's being so long-winded.