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Qi Yitang, of course, chose to know the truth!

She is intolerant of any flaws and would never accept sharing a room or a bed with a rotten husband.

It's disgusting.

Being cheated on is bad enough, but who knows how many women he has on the side? What if you get a sexually transmitted disease?

Xie Ling was too lazy to meddle in other people's family affairs, but he also knew that Tangtang was very kind-hearted and had a good relationship with the royal sister, so he couldn't just leave it unattended.

"In that case, you can think of a tactful way to let your elder sister find out on her own."

How tactful...?

"What are you thinking about, so engrossed?"

Qi Yitang snapped back to reality, her eyes meeting Princess Anping's face. "Ah, what's wrong?"

Princess Anping raised an eyebrow. "I'd like to ask you what's wrong. You called me to dinner, but you've been spacing out the whole time?"

"What's wrong? Did you quarrel with your beloved Emperor again and come to me for advice?"

"No, Yanzhi and I are doing great. We have to thank my elder sister for her guidance. We've made up as good as new." Qi Yitang winked at Yunzhu. "I must have been hungry and lost my focus. Let's eat and then continue our conversation."

Yunzhu understood and clapped her hands.

The palace maids filed in, bringing out the prepared dishes one by one.

However, once all the dishes were served, Princess Anping fell silent.

"...This is all you're giving me to eat?"

Looking at the entire table of dishes, there was no chicken, duck, fish, meat, sea cucumber, or abalone. Instead, it was all green—stir-fried lettuce, garlic spinach, cucumber salad, stir-fried bean sprouts, stewed tofu with pickled mustard greens, plus a bowl of bright green vegetable soup.

Looking around, the table was covered in nothing but green, without a trace of meat.

"What's wrong? I feel fine."

Qi Yitang seemed oblivious, "It's so stuffy being roasted by charcoal all day long. The imperial physician said that eating more leafy green vegetables can clear the mind and reduce internal heat. Your Highness, you should eat more too."

She placed several large chopsticks full into Princess Anping's bowl.

Princess Anping had been used to being tormented by her since childhood. Although they hadn't spoken to each other for several years, the familiar feeling had returned in this situation.

It would be strange if someone didn't cause trouble one day.

Princess Anping picked up a chopstick and was about to put it to her mouth when she suddenly stopped.

Are you trying to imply something to me?

She actually figured it out so quickly!

Qi Yitang was secretly delighted, but pretended to be clueless. "No, I just think you go well with these dishes. Eat some more."

She picked up two more pieces of spinach with her chopsticks, piling Princess Anping's bowl into a small green mountain.

Princess Anping is not a fool.

She put down her chopsticks. "Go ahead and speak."

"You asked me to say this yourself, so don't be angry... It was the day before yesterday, on the way back to the palace with Yanzhi..."

Unusually, Qi Yitang didn't embellish the story; he simply recounted what he had witnessed firsthand, saying, "...That's roughly it."

Finally, she cautiously glanced at Princess Anping's face, "Elder sister, are you... alright?"

Princess Anping wasn't as overtly happy as Qi Yitang. After all, if someone was unhappy about something, it would definitely show on their face, making it obvious to everyone that they were about to explode.

Princess Anping simply picked up a handkerchief and wiped her lips.

"Where is he?"

……

Furong Lane.

It's not a particularly expensive location, but it's quiet, clean, and tidy.

But from some point onwards, this place was used by various powerful officials to house their concubines and mistresses, and all sorts of illicit affairs were hidden in this alley.

It is also jokingly referred to by the locals as "the street of mistresses".

After the snow cleared, a magnificent carriage was unusually parked in Furong Lane today.

The carriage curtain was lifted, and a slender, white hand wearing a jade bracelet emerged from behind it. The hand was long and fair, with pale pink nail polish and a lustrous, emerald-green bracelet on the wrist.

A servant stepped forward respectfully. "Your Highness, this is the place."

Princess Anping glanced at the door, but before she could speak, a servant stepped forward and knocked on it, shouting, "Open the door!"

An impatient voice came from inside, "Who is it?"

"Open the door!"

"They're here, they're here, are they trying to kill us?!" The bolt was pulled open, and the servant peeked out, cursing, but he froze when he saw the guards standing guard at the door and the luxurious carriage.

Who are you?

Without saying a word, the guard gagged the servant and dragged him aside.

Princess Anping, holding Han Yan's hand, slowly stepped into the courtyard.

Her gaze slowly swept over the small courtyard. The layout was quite exquisite, with artificial hills and flowing water, and plum branches leaning out to the side. The three characters "An Yun Yuan" were written above the courtyard, and she was very familiar with the handwriting.

This house has only two courtyards, so any slight noise can be heard clearly.

A little boy, about four or five years old, ran out of the main house, shouting, "Who are you? Why are you barging into my house!"

"Insolence!" the eunuch shouted.

The boy wasn't frightened at all; instead, he frowned in even greater disgust, picked up a twig from the ground, and brandished it at Princess Anping. "You rude, wicked woman, get out! Wait till my father gets back, he'll make you pay!"

Just as the guards were about to step forward and restrain the child, a person rushed out from the inner courtyard.

Zhou Yun was wearing a light purple padded jacket, her hair slightly disheveled, probably having just woken up from her afternoon nap.

"Tao'er, what happened?"

Upon catching sight of that cold, austere figure in the courtyard, her face turned deathly pale, and she stumbled, almost losing her balance.

"Yunniang?" Princess Anping only said two words.

Zhou Yun's legs went weak, and she hugged Gu Yuntao tightly, trembling, "Your Highness..."

Princess Anping had initially held onto a ridiculous suspicion that Zhou Yun might be an innocent woman who was deceived by Gu Ziye and thus embroiled in this affair.

As it turned out, she was completely fooled.

That's really great!

……

Princess Anping swaggered into the house and sat in the main seat.

Gu Yuntao glared fiercely, his voice shrill, "You wicked woman, who gave you permission to sit in my chair!"

"Tao'er, stop talking!" Zhou Yun was so frightened that she quickly covered her son's mouth.

"How dare you be so insolent before His Highness?"

Han Yan frowned. "Kneel down!"

Gu Yuntao was about to throw a tantrum when Zhou Yun pressed him down and made him kneel down as well.

Zhou Yun was gentle and graceful, with a timid and submissive air about her. She spoke softly and gently, which could greatly satisfy a man's competitive spirit. It could be said that there were very few people who didn't like her.

Princess Anping lowered her eyes. "How old is this child?"

"...Five years old."

When was your birthday?

After a moment's hesitation, Zhou Yun bit her lip and finally gave a date, "December 12th..."

Han Yan was furious that she shared the same birthdate as their princess.

You bitch!

The moment Zhou Yun saw Princess Anping, she knew she was doomed.

She crawled two steps on her knees, tears streaming down her face, yet she remained captivatingly beautiful. "Your Highness, I know I am of lowly birth and unworthy to be seen by you, but my love for the Prince Consort is truly sincere..."

"The prince consort is kind and benevolent. Seeing that I am all alone and helpless, he took pity on me. I will never forget this great kindness."

"But Your Highness, rest assured, I would never dare to steal your consort, nor would I harm your relationship with him. I only beg Your Highness's mercy to allow my son and me to live..."

Princess Anping raised an eyebrow.

A few years earlier, if someone had told Princess Anping that Xie Changying would one day compete with someone else for her husband, only to have that person generously "give" him to her, she would have definitely rewarded that person's courage and sent him to his next reincarnation.

From childhood to adulthood, she has never given in to anyone except for a certain silly roe deer.

"Do you think I would compromise myself for the sake of some reputation for virtue or some unfounded sense of marital decorum?"

Princess Anping asked, "Then do you know what a consort is?"

Zhou Yun was stunned and looked up blankly.

Princess Anping said, "He is loyal to me, he is just a horse."

"Otherwise, even a stray dog ​​on the roadside, wagging its tail and begging for mercy, wouldn't deserve a second glance from this princess, understand?"