"Sure, in that case, Prince, please come in," Ye Jiu said.
However, once inside the Royal Residence, Prince Jing was carelessly left in the courtyard without even a cup of tea, while the maid entered the house on her own.
When she came out again, she was carrying many things in cloth bags, but since everything was wrapped up, Prince Jing couldn’t tell what they were. From the shape, they looked like various bottles and jars.
After taking the items out, Ye Jiu handed them to Ye Gaosheng and said, "Fourth brother, here you go."
Having tinkered with them for a day yesterday, Ye Gaosheng was already familiar with them all. Even if Ye Jiu did not go over, he could complete the making on his own.
Therefore, after taking the items, Ye Gaosheng turned and went to the room where the shower gel was made. Then, he closed the door and shut out all external affairs.
Initially, when he first knew about Prince Jing, he was worried that his younger sister might be at a disadvantage with Prince Jing. However, as days passed, he realized that although Prince Jing seemed unapproachable, he truly harboured no ill intentions towards Ye Jiu.
Thus, as he gradually got used to the interactions between Ye Jiu and Prince Jing, being a carefree person, he no longer paid attention to the details of their interactions.
About the striking resemblance between his younger sister and Prince Jing, Ye Jiu explained that it was purely a coincidence, which Ye Gaosheng had no choice but to believe, though it was a lie.
For he could never imagine that the sister he thought was born from their mother was actually Prince Jing’s own daughter.
After all, when Mrs. He gave birth, he was old enough to remember events. He and Old Man Ye were sent outside by the midwife to wait through the miserable night. The cold wind and heavy rain made it a deeply impressed memory for him.
As Ye Gaosheng immersed himself in his work, Ye Jiu took out two bottles and handed them to Prince Jing, "This is for you, Prince. It has an effect similar to soap, and you might want to try it."
Was this maid not allowed to make soap, so she modified it a bit, swapping out ingredients without changing the substance?
Prince Jing deeply suspected this in his heart.
He opened the porcelain bottle and took a sniff.
A fresh fragrance filled his nostrils, accompanied by a strong sense of coolness, which was quite refreshing.
Ye Jiu took the opportunity to explain, "This one has a mint scent. It feels cool on the body, perfect for this season. The other bottle has a jasmine fragrance..."
Ye Jiu did not continue explaining, as the scent seemed more suited for a woman.
However, Prince Jing said nothing.
Upon returning to the Royal Residence, Prince Jing received a report from a servant, "Prince, the Princess Consort is ill, currently lying in bed, and she skipped lunch."
"Ill?" Prince Jing found it hard to believe. She had been fine that morning; how could she suddenly fall ill just because he went out for a while?
"Have you summoned the Imperial Physician? What did he say?" Prince Jing didn’t take it seriously, assuming it was just a common cold or fever.
But the servant was very serious, "The Imperial Physician has seen her and said it’s due to excessive pondering, a mental strain."
She was a Princess Consort; no one dared offend her. He wasn’t one of those men who favored concubines over their wives, causing the official wife to suffer at home. What could she possibly be fretting over to the point of falling ill!
"I will go see her," Prince Jing remarked.
Yet he wondered if perhaps she was feigning illness, using it as an excuse to make him visit her because he had blamed her over the matter of Mrs. Mo and her daughter in recent days and had been distant.