That night onwards, Nan Chongyao claimed illness and did not attend court.

  People came to visit him one after another, but were all turned away by Qin An with the excuse that the prince was resting and did not want to be disturbed.

  His Majesty and all the civil and military officials in the court have long been accustomed to the Third Princes carefree and willful nature, and no one pays attention or pursues it.

  They may have thought he was just lazy by nature and unwilling to govern, so he used illness as an excuse.

  But among these people, Nan Chengmo will never be included.

  I was actually quite surprised in my heart, originally thought that, relying on Nan Chengyaos temperament, even if it was painful again, he would still insist on going to court and not show a hint of weakness.

  But now he is openly taking sick leave and staying at home to recover from his injuries, which I really did not expect.

  But since that night, the East Palace has been quiet again, as if nothing had happened.

  Such tranquility, yet for some reason, it makes people feel like a storm is brewing.

  These days, I went to Qintianju every day to change medicine for Nan Chengyao. After all, he was a martial artist and had a good physical foundation. In just over ten days, the injury on his waist had almost recovered.

  "Miss, what on earth did Zuru eat? Its been such a long time and she still hasnt recovered. I want to go see her but you wont let me."

  Shuying handed me a medicine box while muttering to herself.

  I smiled slightly and said, "If it were you, because of gluttony, your stomach got upset and you lay there for so long, would you be willing to let others see? Zhu Yus face is already thin, dont go around talking about this matter."

  The matter of Nan Chengyaos injury was known throughout the Wang Fu, except for Qin Anxun and a few others who were in the know.

  Shu Yings heart is kind and simple, so its better for her to know less about such things, thats why Im keeping it from her too.

  She listened to me and pouted: "Am I a person who gossips?"

  I smiled and coaxed her: "No, no, we are clever and sensible."

  She twisted her body and smiled: "Miss will say some pleasant words to coax me, but she wont satisfy me with the things Ive been thinking about for so long."

  "Id like to know what it is that makes the princess so stingy."

  Before I could even speak, I heard Nan Chengyaos lazy and smiling voice outside the door, and Pei Shuying and I quickly got up to welcome him.

  He walked into the house and sat down. I smiled as I poured tea: "Its just a small matter, Your Highness shouldnt listen to Piao Yings nonsense."

  The shadowy figure muttered in a low voice: "If its just a small matter, why wont you play it for me to hear?"

  Nan Chengyao looked pretty good today and casually asked: "Whats wrong?"

  "It was the tune that Miss played on the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, I didnt have the qualifications to enter the palace so I missed it. But now the whole upper capital is enthusiastically talking about Misss heavenly music, I just want her to play again and let me appreciate it, but she just wont do it." Shu Ying said while looking at me with a scolding gaze, her words also unconsciously carrying a hint of childish resentment.

  I looked at her helplessly, just about to speak, but inadvertently noticed that Nan Chengyaos eyes had subtly deepened, and then his voice faintly rang out: "Not only Piao Ying, even I, the king, want to hear that heavenly zither music again."

  "Your Highness?" I was somewhat surprised, never expecting him to say something like that.

  Shu Ying was excited by his words, looking at me and then at Nan Chengyao, and finally couldnt help but hastily say: "Miss, since the three princes have said so, why dont I go get the Surging Waves guqin?"

  Before I could even speak, Nan Chengyao had already smiled and nodded in agreement. Shuying was overjoyed, as if she had obtained a treasure, and quickly ran towards the direction of the piano room.

  I watched her back and shouted in a somewhat helpless tone: "Slow down, youre running too fast and its hard to catch your breath, but if you dont slow down, youll start coughing again."

  Her figure disappeared at the end of the corridor in a flash, I turned around and met Nan Chengyaos eyes, and couldnt help but ask: "Your Highness, how did you come here? Qinger was just about to go over and help you change your medicine."

  He lazily replied: "Its been nothing serious for a long time, its you who want to make a big deal out of it."

  "I gently opened my mouth: Its still better to be more careful, so as not to leave behind any hidden illness. Last night was cool and windy, Your Highness has not fully recovered, and shouldnt have come out. Is there anywhere on your body that doesnt feel comfortable?"

  He suddenly smiled: "Youve been helping me change my dressing for over ten days, and every time we meet, all you talk about is my injury and some trivial matters. Im really curious, are you truly calm about this matter, or do you simply not care, so you dont even want to know?"

  I smiled faintly: "Your Highness will naturally tell me if you want to, but if Your Highness doesnt want to tell me, its useless for me to ask. Id rather not have an answer than be told a lie."

  He didnt say anything, just smiled at me, so I continued smiling and spoke up:

  "Now, whether knowingly or not, Qinger is already on the same boat as Your Highness, and from now on, no matter what storms may come, they will share weal and woe together. In this case, knowing or not knowing doesnt make much difference, because no matter what Your Highness does, as long as its not against the Murong family, Qinger will surely offer her full assistance."

  He smiled and asked casually: "If one day I meet with the Murong familys soldiers, what will you do?"

  He asked casually, but what I heard was every word weighing a thousand pounds.