Capítulo 1602: Chapter 1605: Jin Zijin Is Coming Back

Just looking at it makes me feel exhausted.

Seeing that she’d done enough, she bid farewell to the Lin Family and returned to the Prince Residence by herself.

The servant at the gate was all smiles and hurriedly said to Gu Youyou, “Princess Consort, there’s a letter, seems to be from the Prince.”

From Jin Zijin?

Gu Youyou’s eyes lit up as she immediately snatched the letter.

The letter was sealed with wax, and she eagerly tore it open.

In the sunset, it was Jin Zijin’s beautiful small script.

Yes, beautiful small script.

One would think a man like Jin Zijin would write with a more bold style, yet he preferred this beautiful small script.

It appeared with a touch of delicacy, as if written by a young maiden.

The first time she saw him write like this, she even teased him about it.

He merely explained, “These characters are easy to recognize, not every disciple can read cursive.”

Later Gu Youyou learned that most of his writing was transcriptions of Daoist texts. These books were for the disciples to read, and the small script of the Heavenly Scriptures was more easily accepted.

“Did the Prince say when he might return?” the guard casually asked upon seeing Gu Youyou standing at the entrance reading the letter.

Gu Youyou smiled faintly and said, “Soon, he said he’ll return after this busy period.”

What was the Prince so busy with out of town? Everyone was quite curious, but no one dared to ask.

After finishing the letter, Gu Youyou put it away, brought it into the study, and burned it.

They wanted to build a residence out of town, and this matter had not been told to the Emperor.

Perhaps, with the Emperor’s ability, he knew, or perhaps he didn’t want to deal with such things, so he remained unaware.

In any case, at this juncture, it was best not to let such matters leak, especially not to leave written evidence for the Emperor to find out.

Thinking about it, the Emperor was indeed somewhat pitiful, having few children to rely on. Jin Fengzhao was one and she had killed herself. Another grown son, Jin Liuying, married off to Nanzhao Country, perhaps never to return to see him again in this life.

Although King Jin didn’t consider him an enemy, wanting to be a father was no longer possible.

It’s said that the Emperor actually knows everything, he just doesn’t say it, watching the Ducal Residence step closer to demise, yet it also troubled King Jin.

And as for how the Empress died, even without anyone saying, everyone could guess roughly, but it definitely had connections with the Emperor.

As for Jin Zijin, abandoned by him from an early age and raised in a Taoist Temple, although it was meant to protect him, he did not grow up at his side. The former Crown Princess Consort died because of him, leaving Jin Zijin with a lingering grudge, preventing him from enjoying the father-son bond.

Only with Prince Qin was it slightly better, yet the Emperor seemed not to want to pass the throne to Prince Qin.

Jin Zijin didn’t want to be Emperor, and now he had no suitable heir, only Prince Qin; it was up to him to decide.

Gu Youyou ground the ink, picked up the pen, but didn’t know how to reply.

After thinking it over, since he mentioned he would return soon, she decided to tell him the interesting stories that had occurred recently in Beijing to amuse him in his spare time.

With a clear mind, Gu Youyou quickly wrote a reply, completing it in one go.

She dried the finished letter, placed it into an envelope, and sealed it with wax.

At this moment, Xiang Chun rushed in and said to her, “Princess Consort, another letter.”

Gu Youyou turned her head and saw Xiang Chun holding a letter much like the one in her hand.

She was slightly surprised, hadn’t she just received a letter? How could another one have arrived?

Receiving two letters in quick succession, could it mean something urgent?

She hurriedly took the letter from Xiang Chun’s hand, and seeing the handwriting, she was relieved.