The princess stretched out her hand and said, "Give it to me."
The prince gave the mask to the princess, and the next second, the princess threw it to the ground.
Now the prince's face was completely dark. Seeing the princess bandaging his wounds seriously, the prince suppressed his anger and said, "Since it is so unimportant, why did the princess put it next to the pillow?"
The princess laughed to herself, "It doesn't matter who is next to you on the pillow, let alone the things you put next to your pillow."
"Last night I was sorting out the old things I brought from Meizhou. I saw this mask and it reminded me of some past events. It's not that important."
The prince's face was so dark, "What about the person who gave you this mask?"
"Dead," the princess said as she stood up.
The prince's face darkened, "When did you die?"
The princess was packing up the gold sore medicine and gauze. When she heard this, she looked at the prince and said, "The prince wants to know what he is doing. Do you want to accompany me to visit the grave?"
The prince was speechless.
The princess ignored him, carried the tray down, and accidentally kicked the mask as she left. The silver mask scratched across the bluestone floor, making a harsh sound.
When the princess came back from the side room, the prince had left, and the silver mask on the ground was gone.
The maid came in with tea, and the princess quickly asked the maid, "Where is the mask on the ground?"
The maid was stunned for a moment before replying, "When the prince left just now, he had a mask in his hand. I don't know if it belongs to the princess..."
The princess hurriedly chased her out the door. When she was walking down the steps, she was hit by the sun's rays and her footsteps stopped again.
Just take it, it's not that important in the first place.
The princess turned around and went back to the house.
In the study, the prince sat there, stroking the mask in his hand, his eyes dark and unclear, no one knew what he was thinking.
A snow-white pigeon landed on the window. The secret guard caught the pigeon in a flash, took the letter from the pigeon's ankle, handed it to the prince and said, "Your Majesty, this is a letter from Quanzhou."
After looking at it twice, the secret guard said, "We found new evidence, which is enough to convict the Mingde Marquis Mansion of death."
The prince came back to his senses and said "Yeah".
The secret guard said, "Does the prince really want to destroy the Mingde Marquis Mansion? Aren't you afraid that the princess will blame you if she finds out about it in the future?"
No matter what, Mingdehoufu is the uncle of the princess. As long as the prince suppresses the evidence, Mingdehoufu will be demoted from marquis to earl at most.
"Princess is not that unreasonable."
The prince put the mask in the drawer and said, "It will take a few days for the evidence to be sent to Beijing. Let the princess celebrate her birthday in peace before sending it to the Mingde Marquis Mansion."
This is his final bottom line.
Seeing that the prince was determined, the secret guard stopped trying to persuade him.
The sun went down and the weather wasn't so hot anymore. Su Tang came out of the house and saw Xie Boting coming back, dressed in a brocade robe and looking handsome.
Su Tang stood on the steps waiting for him. Xie Boting went up the steps and hugged her waist directly, "I haven't seen you all day. Do you miss me?"
Su Tang's face turned red, and the maid covered her mouth and snickered in her ears. Su Tang was so embarrassed that she wanted to curse. She was so shameless. Even if she was thick-skinned, she would also be thick-skinned.
At the city wall, Su Tang pushed Xie Boting away and said, "You smell like sweat. Go take a shower."
Xie Boting let go and asked, "Is it that smelly?"
"What do you think?" Su Tang said, covering her nose.
"...I'm going to take a shower." This chapter has been completed!