Chapter 1979: Chapter 1917: The Best at Understanding the Enemy Is the Enemy

Eastern Palace of the Crown Prince.

Wufu and Ah Jiu were discussing the whereabouts of Empress Song. After Wufu’s reminder last time, Ah Jiu indeed sought out the coroner and the imperial physician to examine the several corpses in the Cold Palace, confirming none were pregnant, proving that Empress Song had truly faked her death.

"Donger, your back is bent again, you know." Wufu tapped Prince Dong lightly with a long bamboo stick as he was practicing his calligraphy at the desk. Seeing him sit up straight, she continued talking to Ah Jiu: "She truly surprised me. She didn’t act rashly. If she keeps lying low like this, peace might actually prevail!"

She referred to Empress Song not seeking revenge immediately after faking her death.

"Even if she chooses to lie low, we can’t just let it be. How can one allow someone to sleep soundly by their side? She’s still a threat." Ah Jiu replied.

"True enough." Wufu said: "No need to worry too much. Even a fish has to come to the surface for air, and once she does, we’ll catch her. Actually, I don’t believe she can stay hidden forever."

Empress Song’s personality was obsessive and mad, holding deep hatred towards Empress Dowager Mo and Emperor Yan; otherwise, she wouldn’t have done so many things repeatedly, persisting despite failure each time.

Especially now, her family is gone, her old lover dead, she has nothing left, and thus more likely to go all out.

"You seem to know her well." Ah Jiu smiled.

Wufu giggled: "The enemy knows the enemy best."

What a peculiar perspective. Ah Jiu took a sip of tea.

"Uncle and the others are already on their way. If nothing unexpected happens, they should arrive in the capital by May at the latest." Wufu stopped talking about Empress Song and switched to Hua Wushuang: "I wonder if Changsheng is still attached to me."

Ah Jiu looked at her and said, "Once Uncle is here in the capital, our wedding day will be near, and it’ll be time to start preparing."

This time Hua Wushuang brought Xiao Changsheng to Beiyan primarily for Wufu and Ah Jiu’s wedding, to lend the meaning of having family send off the bride.

"Don’t you think plans might not keep up with changes?" Wufu glanced at Prince Dong and lowered her voice: "Will he last until then?"

Ah Jiu pursed his lips and shook his head: "Hard to say."

"So be it." Wufu shrugged: "We’ll see what fate decides."

It’s just an outward ceremony anyway. Whether it takes place or not doesn’t matter to her, it won’t change her status as the Princess Consort of Jin.

"Royal Mother said not to make a big deal about her birthday. We’ll just join her for some longevity noodles. There’s been a lot going on at court lately, why not go stay over for a few days?" Ah Jiu suggested.

"Alright, I have nothing to do anyway. I’ll take the Crown Prince along!"

"Really?" Prince Dong turned his head, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Wufu: "Will Ninth Royal Auntie really take me to another palace?"

Wufu glared: "You’re not focusing, multitasking, I’m punishing you to write ten more characters."

Prince Dong’s face immediately fell.

"Write properly, write a few longevity characters, and then give them to your Imperial Grandmother as a birthday gift." Wufu added.

Prince Dong nodded and returned to his calligraphy practice.

Ah Jiu chuckled, casting a sideways glance at Wufu: "Honestly, it’s you who should be practicing calligraphy."

Prince Dong’s writing was even better looking than hers.

Wufu reached out playfully towards his waist: "Enough now, three days without a beating and you’re tearing down the house. In front of the child, don’t you know to give me some face?"

Ah Jiu burst into laughter.

Upon hearing the playful laughter behind him, Prince Dong couldn’t help but smile as well. It would be wonderful if Ninth Royal Uncle and Ninth Royal Auntie were his parents.

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