Because Ye Jiu's intuition told her that the words to follow would not be good for her, and she might not even want to hear them.
Generally, after such an opening, comes the pressure to marry.
Ye Jiu had already experienced this many times at the Empress's place, even the words were just slightly tweaked, making her quite accustomed to it.
So, afraid of hearing something she didn't want to hear, Ye Jiu interrupted before the Prince of Jing could continue, "The War King hasn't married for many years, and there are already rumors outside saying he's not interested in women, or perhaps he already has someone he fancies."
"It's true that he's not interested in women, otherwise, with his status and looks, he wouldn't be without a woman by his side until now." As he spoke, the Prince of Jing looked thoughtfully at Ye Jiu, "Whether he's uninterested in women or already has someone in mind, it doesn't concern us."
What the Prince of Jing didn't say was that tomorrow, although it was said to be a banquet welcoming the War King, it was actually a matchmaking feast in disguise. Whether or not he liked it, the choice for Princess Consort must be decided by tomorrow. After all, Sikong Mo may not like women, but the War Prince Residence cannot end without an heir.
His perpetual singleness outside led people to believe that his lack of marriage was the Royal Family's doing, preventing an heir for the War Prince Residence.
Back in her room, Ye Jiu locked herself inside, completely immersed in anger.
Sikong Mo was returning, and he would arrive tomorrow, but she wasn't the first to know, having to hear the news from someone else.
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Even though she had been deliberately avoiding space lately so he couldn't tell her in person, couldn't he have left a letter to inform her?
Luckily, Sikong Mo wasn't in front of her right now, otherwise, she'd have an urge to tear him to pieces.
The next morning, Ye Qingzhi left the people following her behind and enthusiastically ran into Ye Jiu's boudoir, calling to Ye Jiu, who was still soundly asleep in bed, "Aunt, Aunt, hurry up and get up."
"What?" Ye Jiu groggily didn't recognize Ye Qingzhi's voice, only realizing who the lively little girl in front of her was after opening her eyes.
"It's so cold this early, why are you here? Is grandmother seriously ill?" With that, Ye Jiu lifted the quilt as if to get out of bed.
Ye Qingzhi replied, "No, Aunt, don't worry. Grandmother is fine, she's been coughing a bit these days, but after taking the medicine you left yesterday, she's much better. I heard she slept soundly last night without a cough."
"That's good." Ye Jiu immediately felt relieved and tightly wrapped herself back in the quilt, "You chatterbox early in the morning, I thought something happened, gave me a fright for nothing."
In this bitter cold weather, getting out of bed every morning was a torment, making Ye Jiu always hope that daybreak would never come.
Unfortunately, that was impossible.
Seeing Ye Jiu snuggle back into bed, Ye Qingzhi immediately became dissatisfied, "Aunt, don't sleep again. I heard that the War King is entering the capital at noon today, and the streets are already crowded with people waiting to see. I specifically came to find you to go together, hurry up, don't sleep."
The words 'War King entering the capital' instantly stimulated Ye Jiu's brain, making her previously shivering body instantly forget the cold.