High-class maid

Chapter 267 My Beloved Grandson

Doesn't this guy even know what he did to offend me? I treated him like a close friend, and he actually wants to be my brother!

"Brother Rong, why aren't you saying anything? Are you feeling unwell? Have you summoned the imperial physician?" Song Wenyang asked cheekily as he approached the Second Prince.

"Scholar Song is riding high these days, and he actually has time to visit my humble prince's residence? I am truly humbled." The Second Prince picked at his ear, trying his best to appear nonchalant as he spoke.

“I know you’re angry, Brother Rong, but I have no choice. I have no interest in the position of prince. I just want to be an ordinary person in this life.” Song Wenyang put away his joking expression and said seriously to the Second Prince.

"But you shouldn't have kept it from me. Last night, when I closed my eyes, I kept thinking, were you deliberately getting close to me? Deliberately getting close to Father? Deliberately trying to make Father feel guilty towards you? Is the brotherhood I'm so proud of really pure?" the Second Prince said painfully.

Song Wenyang breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, he was willing to talk to her. As long as he was willing to talk to her, she was confident that he would forgive her.

"I only found out after meeting the Emperor. Before that, I never knew about my background. I can't choose my birth, but I can choose my brothers. You are the family I personally chose, and I have never plotted against you," Song Wenyang said, unusually serious.

"No wonder the Crown Prince looked at me with a smile that day, no wonder he warned me to be careful of you. It turns out he knew everything, and I was the only one kept in the dark!" The Second Prince became angrier as he spoke, and his fair face flushed red.

"If I had ulterior motives, I wouldn't have taken the imperial examinations. Wouldn't it have been better to live a carefree life as a prince, taking advantage of the emperor's guilt? If I wanted to get close to you and gain your trust, I wouldn't have risked my life to save you. In my heart, you are my only good friend."

Upon hearing Song Wenyang's heartfelt words, the Second Prince closed his eyes and recalled the scenes of the two fighting side by side.

If it weren't for Song Wenyang, I wouldn't have been able to capture the bandits so easily.

If it weren't for him, Song Wenyang wouldn't have been able to successfully remove the curse from his body.

His mind was spinning. What was fake and what was real?

“I understand that you can’t accept it right away, but I’m also very happy. It’s because you care about me as a friend that you have such a big reaction. If I were a bad person, how could we have been friends for so many years? Think about it yourself.”

After saying his last words, Song Wenyang turned to leave.

He also felt somewhat aggrieved. He couldn't choose his birth, and his first ten years or so were already difficult. Everything was beyond his control, so what could he do?

As the second prince watched his retreating figure, he couldn't help but recall his time in Jinling, living alone in an inn with his so-called cousin causing trouble every day. If it weren't for the cruel twist of fate, he would probably be as noble and privileged as he was.

Yes, if you're sad, he's sad too. It's enough for one person to be sad; why should both of you be sad together?

"Wait!"

The second prince, having figured it out, spoke up.

Song Wenyang was secretly delighted; he knew the man would forgive him!

"What to eat?"

The second prince asked awkwardly.

"It's all right."

The Second Prince looked at Song Wenyang, who was all smiles. It was just like when they were in Jinling. He never lost his temper and always took the lead in dealing with all the bad things. He was only responsible for cleaning up the mess. He should cherish such a friend.

The two ate and drank at the Second Prince's residence, all traces of their earlier grudge gone.

After listening to the guard's words, the Emperor nodded with satisfaction. Indeed, they were related by blood; that's what makes them true brothers.

The second son seems to have a good relationship with all his brothers. On the other hand, the crown prince is too jealous and cannot tolerate his brothers' success. Can such a person really be a good emperor after he ascends the throne?

"Since you returned from the palace, our shop's business has been getting better and better. Why don't we buy a maid?" Madam Wang said with heartache as she saw her daughter so busy that she didn't even have time to eat and was still writing and drawing in front of the sun.

"Let's talk about it later. I need to finish what I'm doing first," Shen Xing'er said without looking up.

She was also very distressed! When her hobby became her job, she instantly lost her motivation, especially with the ever-increasing number of orders. Shen Xing'er wished she could live in the shop and spend all twelve hours drawing.

"Busy, busy, busy, when will this end? Your orders are booked until August. What's a little longer? Come and eat."

Wang forcefully snatched the paper and pen from Shen Xing'er's hand and pushed her to the kitchen.

Shen Xing'er rubbed her sore wrists. It really couldn't go on like this every day. She was drawing one painting after another and also had to communicate with customers about the designs. Her mind was already blank. She needed to find a chance to relax.

"Auntie, isn't Xing'er here?"

As soon as Wang sat down, a familiar voice came from inside.

"Shantao? I haven't seen you for a month, my little girl. Xing'er is eating in the kitchen. Have you eaten yet?" Wang said happily.

Shan Tao's arrival is just in time. Let her accompany Xing'er around, and the two sisters can have some private conversations. Wouldn't that help Xing'er relax?

"I've eaten. I'm going to find her. This is some cured meat my mother asked me to bring for you." Shan Tao placed a small basket on the table containing two pounds of cured meat.

"You silly child, you've come so many times and you're still so formal." Wang put the cured meat under the table and tapped her forehead with a smile.

Shan Tao smiled but didn't say anything. She always came to Xing'er's house to freeload during her holidays. Two catties of cured meat wasn't much.

"Xing'er, I'm here!"

Before Yamamoto even entered the kitchen, his voice came over first.

"I thought I was hallucinating because I missed you so much. When did you take a vacation? Why are you only coming now? Stay at my place tonight, let's go for a walk in nature."

Shen Xing'er happily said a string of things, then took Shan Tao's hand and went into the kitchen.

"I left the manor this morning to go back to the newly rented courtyard with my mother to familiarize myself with it. We had lunch there and then rushed over here without stopping," Shan Tao said.

"Where are we staying in the new courtyard? Can we stay at my place tonight?" Shen Xing'er asked.

"The new courtyard is on the street behind the Minister's Mansion. My parents said it would be convenient to serve the masters. Although the rent is a bit more expensive, it's quieter and the environment is better than the original courtyard," Shan Tao said, recalling the environment of the new courtyard.

"That's good. It's expensive, but at least I can get a good night's sleep. Where's your aunt? Why didn't you bring her along to show her around?" Shen Xing'er asked.

"Tch, my mother finally got out of the manor and is at home making clothes for her precious grandson. My mother is really spineless. My sister-in-law is so immature, yet she still makes clothes for her child."

Shan Tao was furious when she thought of her mother's happy face. They had already kicked her out, but she was still happily making clothes!