Jin Yun sighed and went out.
Gong Yimo waited for a while before she left. She had already stopped crying when she touched Madam Yun Jing, and she seemed to be out of it as she stared at the dagger on the ground, her gaze never moving even if she could freely pick it up.
Gong Yimo sighed. While cleaning up her wound with the jade complexion powder in her space, she said, “My lady, you must not have met me before, right?”
Rong Yimo was speaking, but the other party was quiet as if she did not hear her.
She spoke again, “I was picked up by His Highness on his way back to the country. His Highness truly is a very good person.”
When she mentioned Jin Yun, a trace of grief could be seen in Yun Jin’s eyes, but that will to die would never disperse.
She was a frail woman who often drove herself to a dead end. After being treated in such a way by the prince, she was left with no other thoughts but death.
Gong Yimo saw the traces of the bruises on her body but she didn’t care, and continued, “His highness is good in everything, but he’s just too smart! I saw him buying the goods in Dayu and brought them all the way back to Yuheng to sell. He never forgot about business even when he was going to visit a temple. I’ve seen many people who could not understand His Highness’ self-humiliating actions, but I don’t understand it either.”
Seeing that Yun Jin was listening to her, she continued, “Even though His Highness got a lot of money out of it, he had also thrown away his dignity as a prince. I asked him, is money really that important? He told me that money was the most lovely thing in this world! How embarrassing!”
“His Highness seems to do a lot of business and he never stops earning. He’s such a rich man, yet he’s so stingy! He wears the same few sets of clothes over and over again every time I see him. He really doesn’t look much like a prince at all, I was even starting to wonder whether I’ve been following the wrong person!”
As expected, Yun Jin looked at her when she said that. She saw her pouting as if she was annoyed by her lack of understanding of the man she knew. Was this woman Jin Yun’s servant? Was everything she said true? Yun’er had never told her!
“But when I returned to the capital today, I’ve found that I was wrong. His highness truly is too generous!”
“Gong Yimo narrowed her eyes cheerfully. “When I entered the palace, I found that he would easily spend up to five hundred liang each time to solve his troubles. Earlier in Jintang Palace, he actually pulled out a thousand liang just to obtain some slightly more detailed news. No wonder he had to be so frugal…”
Speaking up to this point, Gong Yimo cocked her head slightly. She looked at her, seemingly confused. “I’m just a little confused. Will you tell me, my lady? Why is it that Jin Yun is clearly a prince, but even a guard or an eunuch could trouble him so? Why do you think that is?”
With a single sentence, she was able to make Yun Jin both shocked and angry, and once more, her tears drowned her cheeks. Did Yun’er really live such a bitter life? It is her own fault as a mother that she caused such trouble for her Yun’er.
Gong Yimo nimbly tied a butterfly knot on her shoulder and even admired it for a moment.
“My lady, you must feel that his highness lives a bitter life too, don’t you?” She chuckled, but she turned the topic around. “But even if his life is so bitter, he does it all in hopes that you can live a better one. He had once told me that it took him more than a thousand silvers each month just to manage the cold palace. It may look simple here, but you have everything you need. It’s clear to see how much effort he spends on making money for you. And now he’s twenty, and a talented man to boot, but nobody wants to marry him.”
“Don’t…Don’t say any more…”
Yun Jin let out a soft whimper. She looked at Gong Yimo with her beautiful eyes filled with pleading, begging her not to continue, as if these things would not exist if she never spoke them.
