Jiang Qingran chuckled, “What is Your Highness thinking? I just noticed that Your Highness’s clothes are all wet. On such a cold day, wearing them would be freezing. It’s better to take them off and change into something else.”
Jing Moxuan quickly grabbed her hand, “I’ll do it myself.”
“Fine.”
But as Jing Moxuan was halfway through removing his clothes, he suddenly realized something was off.
He looked up and asked Jiang Qingran, “What are you still doing here? Get out of the way and close your eyes.”
This brat, seeing a man changing clothes, not only doesn’t avoid it but also rests her chin on her hand, staring without blinking.
Jiang Qingran gave him a playful smile, “Is Your Highness shy? But we’re husband and wife. Isn’t it only natural for me to look at you? Besides, once it gets dark, not only will we be completely exposed to each other, but we’ll also…”
“Shut up!”
Jing Moxuan picked up a book beside him and threw it at her.
Jiang Qingran dodged it with a laugh, “Why is Your Highness so angry? I was just stating a fact.”
Jing Moxuan’s earlobes flushed slightly red, “Jiang Qingran, don’t even think about it! I would rather die than share a bed with you. You can stay here if you like, but you’ll sleep on the bed, and I’ll sleep on this couch.”
“Hmph!”
Jiang Qingran puffed up her cheeks angrily, “Hmph! Don’t come begging to get into my bed later.”
Thinking this angrily, she began to undo the buttons of her wedding dress.
Jing Moxuan couldn’t help but swallow, “Jiang Qingran, what are you doing now? Don’t come any closer!”
What kind of oddball is this legitimate daughter of Chengxiangfu? Not only does she lack any of the modesty a woman should have, but she’s also so bold!
“Bang!”
Jiang Qingran kicked away the stool that was in her way, “I’m taking off my clothes to take a nap, is that not allowed?”
Although she appreciates good looks, she’s not desperate. She may have a bit of a romantic streak, but not too much.
Forcing a relationship is one thing, but forcing an unripe melon to sprout and bear fruit—such a shameless act, she cannot do it, absolutely cannot do it.
After lying on the bed for a while, Jiang Qingran suddenly remembered something.
She called out, “Qinghe.”
“Coming, Miss.”
Qinghe pushed the door open and entered, “Miss, what do you need?”
“Take those two bolts of cloth on the table and have some clothes made for His Highness. Also, dismiss all the servants in the Seventh Prince’s Mansion and hire new ones.”
On her very first day after marrying in, she was poisoned, disrespected by servants, and none of them showed any regard for the Seventh Prince.
If these people aren’t cleared out, there will be endless trouble in the future.
“What if some are unwilling to leave?”
Jiang Qingran narrowed her eyes slightly and said softly, “Give each of them twenty taels of silver. Return their contracts of servitude if they have them. Anyone who refuses will be sold directly. And if there are any like Zhao Si who don’t know their place, kill them.”
“Understood, Miss. I’ll go handle it right away.”
Qinghe turned and left. Jing Moxuan took a sip of tea and said in a deep voice, “I didn’t think Miss Jiang Wu was the kind of person who is beautiful but brainless, but your actions today have truly placed you on the edge of a blade. I don’t know if you’re relying on the Empress’s influence or challenging it.”
Jiang Qingran raised an eyebrow.
“So Your Highness thinks I’m also one of the Empress’s people. Don’t worry, I was born to be a curse on Chengxiangfu. Heh…”
With that, she covered her head and fell asleep.
…
The next day.
Because they had to go to the palace to pay respects to the Empress Dowager and the Empress, Jiang Qingran woke up early.
Arriving at the Empress Dowager’s Longevity Palace, they found the Emperor and Empress both present, so Jiang Qingran and Jing Moxuan did not need to make a separate trip to offer them tea.
However, she did not expect Jing Mofeng and Jiang Qingyue to be there as well.
“Your grandson pays respects to Grandmother, Father Emperor, and Mother Empress.”
Because Jing Moxuan was seated in a wheelchair, the formalities were waived.
Thus, only Jiang Qingran bowed and performed the ritual.
The Empress Dowager, nearly seventy years old and recently in poor health, appeared weary.
She said, “This old one is suffering from a severe headache today, so both newlywed couples are excused from offering tea.”
Empress Luo Shumin was eager for Jiang Qingyue to make an impression in front of the Emperor and Empress Dowager.
She suggested, “Mother, Feng’er’s newly married side consort Qingyue is a distinguished disciple of the Divine Physician Song He. Why not let her examine you?”