Haitang quite liked the fact that the young prince did not pay attention to food and clothing. He had a certain demeanor and was not pretentious or showy. The experience in his eyes also proved this.
Haitang didn't think much about it, she just had a passing feeling.
She was thinking about herself. Seeing that she was getting closer and closer to the capital, she felt more and more panicked.
She couldn't calm down anymore when it related to that person.
"Why don't you eat? Are you worried that you will get fat and your horse can't move you?" Zilu put a mouthful of beef into his mouth, deliberately making it look fragrant.
I took a few bites of Haitang. No matter what I chewed, it tasted the same in my mouth, but it had no taste.
"We are about to arrive in the capital, and your affairs will be resolved. At least there is a result. You should be happy and don't have to worry about it. Isn't it good?" Zilu continued to comfort, "If you are worried that you will not be able to get married in the future,
, how about I marry you and take care of you and Tian Tian, mother and daughter?"
"Pfft..." After hearing this, Haitang choked on her neck from the water she had just drank, and coughed several times before she regained her composure.
Think about it this way, no matter what, at least there is a result, freedom is restored, the revenge that should be avenged has been avenged, and the kindness that should be repaid has also been repaid, and the two parties do not owe each other.
Thinking of this, Haitang ate big mouthfuls and her appetite improved.
At this time, it is really not worth it to make people haggard because of Yixiao.
"Wow, I heard that I am going to marry you. You are so happy and you are eating so enthusiastically." Zilu said deliberately.
Haitang rolled her eyes at him.
This guy's unbridled talk far exceeds Mr. Zhang's.
After eating, Haitang's mind gradually returned to its normal state of mind.
I have to admit that from the day I received the divorce letter yesterday until just now, my mind has been deceived. What's the point of going to the Prince's Mansion with almost no preparation?
At the dinner table, Haitang thought about the whole thing while drinking tea.
Datong should not be such a person, but he does not rule out the possibility. If it is a misunderstanding, what are the possibilities? If so, how can I respond...
Haitang thought a lot.
"Don't think about it. You'll know when you get there. We'll be there in half a day." Zilu could see in Haitang's eyes that she was clearly suffering from dementia.
After drinking the last sip of tea, Haitang stood up, threw down some coins, and got ready to set off.
"You are not motivated to go to the prince's palace, but to charge into the battle. If you are a man, I will serve as a vanguard in my camp!" Zilu said from behind, riding a horse to catch up. Unfortunately, Haitang did not hear...
At dusk, we were already approaching the outskirts of the capital.
Haitang and Zilu dismounted and saw some notices warning of bandits' presence and rewards for reporting them, all issued by the imperial court.
When I came to the capital, I was close to the imperial court.
"You, the Minister of War, are not very good at public security. Bandits are everywhere under the emperor's feet." Haitang said with a smile. That Haitang is back again, as long as he is conscious.
"Ha, this is what you should say. If someone wants to be a bandit, what can I do..." Zilu sighed.
The two of them slowly entered the city.
Haitang had no intention of wandering around and went straight to the Prince's Mansion.
The signboards of the Prince's Mansion are much larger and more luxurious than those of Zhang's Mansion in the county town. Apart from the imperial palace, the largest building in and around the capital is the Prince's Mansion.
"Big enough." Haitang looked at the gilded signboard and spat out two words.
"Others admired and admired me when they saw it, but it was better for you to only say the word 'big enough'..." Zilu said.