Chapter 1542: Chapter 1549: Show off Affection (2)
When her aunt came to see her, she deliberately put on an appearance of despair, forcing her aunt to stand up for her. Although her aunt felt sorry for her, she did not punish that shrew, but merely issued an order for the shrew to come and apologize to her. Truly, it was letting her off too easily.
But the days ahead are still long. Sooner or later, she will bring down that shrew, make her cousin see her worth, fall hopelessly in love with her, abandon that shrew, and then replace her as the Crown Princess of Qing Luo Kingdom…
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Inside the palace, Wanyan Jingchen and Xiang Yun paid their respects to the Imperial Father and Imperial Mother before taking a carriage to the Jingyang Count Manor to apologize.
Now, Wanyan Jingchen was no longer Situ Changge; he was the only prince of Qing Luo Kingdom, holding a noble status. When they left the palace, Emperor Qing Luo and Queen Na Muhan specially arranged for twenty of the most skilled Secret Guards to discreetly follow them, ensuring their safety without disrupting their leisurely outing as husband and wife.
On the way, Wanyan Jingchen held Xiang Yun’s hand and said, “Yun’er, asking you to apologize to her really wrongs you.”
Xiang Yun leaned her head against the carriage window, her pair of large, gleaming eyes captivated by the bustling scene on Imperial Street. Ever since she entered the palace, she hadn’t had the chance to come out even once.
Upon hearing the man’s words, Xiang Yun spoke with magnanimity: “It’s not wronging me. Those I care about are all standing by my side. I’m merely going to comfort that person who’s feeling dejected—it’s no big deal. Oh, by the way, do you think we should bring some gift when we go? Otherwise, if we show up empty-handed to apologize, it would make us seem insincere!”
She didn’t say that she wanted to stroll through the market, but the man had already guessed her thoughts. When the carriage arrived at a marketplace, he ordered the driver to stop and took her to roam the market.
The marketplace was lively and bustling, with stalls selling various items one after another. Xiang Yun, having been cooped up in the palace for several months, constantly surrounded by pavilions, buildings, fake mountains, and gardens, was suddenly excited at the sight of such a down-to-earth marketplace. She pulled Wanyan Jingchen along, looking around here and there, finding everything fascinating and feeling curious about everything.
Wanyan Jingchen accompanied her patiently, explaining unique things from Qing Luo Kingdom to her. Afraid that someone might bump into her, he placed his arm protectively around her waist, ignoring the surprised expressions from others. His cautious demeanor was as if the person he held in his embrace was the most precious treasure in the world.
“Jingchen, what should we buy for her?”
Xiang Yun, full of excitement, browsed from one stall to the next—trying on a bamboo hat at one stall, checking out rouge at another cosmetic stall. Her lively energy was like that of a child who had never seen the world.
Wanyan Jingchen thought for a moment, then pointed to a stall selling bamboo shoots ahead and said, “Let’s just buy some bamboo shoots for her.”
“Bamboo shoots? That’s too simple and frugal! If we’re going to apologize, we should at least bring something like ginseng or cinnamon!”
“No need.”
Wanyan Jingchen squinted his phoenix-like eyes slightly and chuckled lightly: “Her County Main Mansion has everything. She wouldn’t lack anything we bring; as long as our intentions are clear, that’s enough.”
Xiang Yun, not one for elaborate schemes, simply thought spring bamboo shoots were delicious. She happily went along with him to buy the shoots. To avoid seeming frugal, Xiang Yun specially bought out the entire stall of spring bamboo shoots, paid the street vendor Silver, and instructed him to deliver the bamboo shoots directly to Jingyang County’s Manor.
Having finished buying the bamboo shoots, Xiang Yun still felt unsatisfied and insisted on strolling a while longer. Wanyan Jingchen, unable to deny her request, could only protect her as they roamed the streets.
As they passed by a theater building, Xiang Yun’s eyes lit up. Tugging on Wanyan Jingchen’s sleeve, she pleaded, “Wanyan Jingchen, I haven’t seen a play in such a long time. Can we go watch one?”