Prince Jing spoke, his voice somewhat husky, "Girl, why are your eyes red?"
"Thanks to the Prince, my mother’s knees are swollen!" Ye Jiu resentfully said, "By the way, why is the Prince’s voice hoarse?"
"Maybe I drank too much tea." While speaking, Prince Jing took another sip to calm his nerves.
"Drinking more after having too much, don’t you care about your throat?" Ye Jiu was somewhat puzzled.
It’s said that tea is soothing for the throat, no one ever said that drinking too much tea could make one hoarse!
"No more drinking, no more ..." Prince Jing put down his cup, asked, "By the way, the Princess Consort is also outside, did you see her?"
Ye Jiu hadn’t responded, when Qin Zhou, standing by Prince Jing’s side, added doubtfully, "Father, didn’t I just say that Miss Ye and mother were talking? Didn’t you find them when you went out?"
That shouldn’t be, they were just by the door, one should be able to see them at a glance.
A thought struck Ye Jiu’s heart, had Prince Jing just gone outside?
Before Ye Jiu could reflect further, Prince Jing casually slapped Qin Zhou, "I only glanced outside briefly, where am I supposed to look for them, if you can’t speak then shut up!"
Qin Zhou felt wronged, but he dared not retort.
However, to Ye Jiu, listening to Prince Jing’s words, it always felt like he was trying to cover something up.
Nevertheless, looking at Prince Jing’s expression, it didn’t seem like he had discovered his child had been swapped, otherwise, wouldn’t the sky be turned upside down by now? Could he still remain so calm?
At this point, Ye Jiu still didn’t know, some people are just that slow, especially when facing major events.
At this time, the Princess Consort also returned, looking disheveled with red eyes and washed-off makeup, a look she maintained only after straightening up.
As if blind, Prince Jing pretended not to see her disarray and instead approached with concern, "My dear, what happened? Why are you so disheveled?"
"I ..." Princess Consort looked gloomily at Ye Jiu, "It’s... it’s because I’m clumsy. I accidentally fell, that is why I’m , I’ve embarrassed you."
"We are husband and wife, my dear, you shouldn’t speak like that," Prince Jing said.
Listening to the couple’s dialogue from the side, Ye Jiu felt that Prince Jing seemed a bit off.
A burst of crackling noises, the fireworks outside signaling the start of the banquet.
Ye Jiu took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort in her heart, and said, "The banquet is starting, Prince, Princess Consort, please take your seats. However, it is winter and the countryside doesn’t offer much delicacy, so please don’t take offense."
"It’s not necessary, I came here just to liven things up. There’s still a lot of business waiting back at the station. Let’s have the Princely Heir stay here for the banquet in my stead, and my wife can come back with me, shall we?" Prince Jing looked at the Princess Consort and asked.
"Okay...okay..." Princess Consort seemed scared, always feeling that the Prince’s gaze was somewhat strange.
"Let us go." Prince Jing did not give Ye Jiu a chance to speak further and was already striding far ahead.
Then he turned to Qin Zhou and asked, "What’s gotten into your father?"
Qin Zhou blankly replied to her, "How would I know?"
She had just ordered a table set up for her in the courtyard, and although Prince Jing and his wife had left, Ye Jiu hadn’t called it off.
However, when the food arrived, Ye Jiu went to the room to call Mrs. He, but discovered that Mrs. He was not there.
Perplexed, Ye Jiu went out to ask the Attendant, only to learn that her mother had already dragged her sore legs back to her own courtyard.
Knowing that Mrs. He was not seriously ailing, Ye Jiu did not go over specifically, but devoted her effort to attending to Qin Zhou.