When mentioning the phrase "the suspicious elder brother has passed away," Prince Jingzhou's tone unexpectedly carried a hint of excitement, as if the shackles that had bound him for years had been lifted.
"But you can't just talk nonsense! Be careful, words can bring disaster," Shen Yanru advised earnestly.
"Yes, yes, my dear consort is right. Hehe!" Prince Jingzhou smirked playfully, "Since you're here, my dear, let's turn in early."
As he spoke, he teasingly hooked Shen Yanru's chin with his finger, causing the Princess Consort to roll her eyes again.
The two walked out of the study while chatting and laughing, passing through the corridor towards the bedchamber.
The moonlight, like water, spilled over the glazed tiles of the Prince Mansion. Prince Jingzhou was in a great mood, seemingly in high spirits, waving his hand as they reached the bedchamber.
"Withdraw, all of you. No need to stand guard tonight."
