CHAPTER 332: CHAPTER 280: THE ANCESTRAL TEMPLE

Prince Rong left the garden, his steps slowing down. After rounding the corner of the courtyard, he finally stopped and looked back

He then furrowed his brows and glanced at the attendant beside him, making a gesture before continuing forward.

They had been husband and wife not just for a year or two. When she married him, she was young and beautiful, while Prince Rong was already a widower nearing thirty. He knew how reluctant she had been at the time, which is why for all those years, he was always accommodating and protective of her.

However, it seemed he never managed to win her over. Over the years, their bed lacked passion, and it was only after he became a prince that they had Yang Zhan as their legitimate son. Yongping was born later.

Prince Rong didn’t force things; they had been at peace with each other for years. After all, many couples in the world were like this, treating each other with respect and courtesy.

But earlier, when he had shown such temper towards her, normally so fiery-tempered, she had surprisingly restrained herself and instead tried to please him. How strange.

Could it be that she looked down on him when they were young, but now that they are old, she suddenly changed?

Princess Rong returned to her room with Prince Rong’s pouch, indeed bringing out a new pouch to replace it.

While fiddling with the contents of the pouch, a few items Prince Rong had taken flashed before her eyes.

There was a thumb-sized personal seal, a token he used daily to command the servants, and also a copper key.

What was that key for? Why did he carry it with him, and why did he take it away in a hurry? Princess Rong also didn’t know.

What’s left was just some broken silver, a few silver notes, and several pearls.

Princess Rong picked up the old pouch and smelled it; a familiar scent of sandalwood immediately filled her nostrils.

Recently, he hadn’t left the manor and hadn’t had the chance to go to the temple. Besides the ancestral temple, there was nowhere else in the Prince Manor where sandalwood incense was burned.

Even for perfuming clothes, they used aloeswood or ambergris, not sandalwood.

This increased the likelihood that there was something fishy about the ancestral temple.

What on earth were they doing?

"Reporting to the Princess, Nanny Chang has returned."

The maid lifted the curtain, and a nanny with graying hair entered with short steps.

"Princess," the nanny made a formal greeting first, then stepped forward and said, "I’ve found out; two hours ago, the Princely Heir’s wife visited the Prince. After seeing her, the Prince came here in a fit of anger."

"So it’s her indeed!"

Princess Rong’s face fell.

After pondering with clenched teeth for a moment, she said, "Find two people to go check the ancestral temple tonight, under cover of darkness. Also find two other people to follow the Prince."

Nowadays, anyone dared to ride roughshod over her. Mrs. Zhang, as the daughter-in-law, even dared to sow discord between the in-laws! And Prince Rong actually fell for it!

If she doesn’t take action now, sooner or later, her position as the Princess will be precarious!

Yang Zhan, hesitantly, mentioned that Prince Rong, when alone, often went to the ancestral temple. No matter what he went there for, there was something fishy about it, and not just a little!

If only for this reason, she must investigate! Instead of sitting and waiting for doom, why not proactively take control of their movements? In this vast Prince Manor, being deaf and dumb was of no benefit to herself!

Zhe Yu’s courtyard was not far next door.

As night fell, Lao Wu came in and whispered a few words in his ear. After listening, Zhe Yu immediately put down the book in his hand: "The southwest corner?"

"Precisely."

Zhe Yu stood up, walked to the window, and looked out in the direction of the southwest corner with a frown: "The southwest corner is where the ancestral temple is; what are they doing in their family’s ancestral temple?"

Saying that, he turned sideways: "How many people went?"

"The ones who saw said it was two people. Another two people, without changing clothes, were slowly heading towards Prince Rong’s residence."

Zhe Yu’s gaze sharpened: "It seems she has a target. — Keep a close watch and don’t miss any information. First watch the situation tonight, and send out a message early tomorrow morning."

Lao Wu silently withdrew.

Zhe Yu raised his hand and gently rubbed his side. His wound had healed, but he still couldn’t make any extensive movements; for now, his role in the Prince Manor was only to monitor and deliver messages.

Fu Zhen received the news during breakfast; seeing the note in her hand, she couldn’t even put down her bowl and chopsticks before reading it.

Fortunately, Pei Zhan, sitting to the side and with quick eyes and hands, caught the bowl: "What incredible news is it that you’re not even eating?"

"Look!" Fu Zhen handed the note to him, "There’s indeed some movement in Prince Rong’s Mansion; Zhe Yu said that last night Princess Rong sent people secretly to their ancestral temple. She also sent people to Prince Rong’s place, seemingly to spy."