Imperial Consort Jing squeezed the imperial edict in her hand with a frosty expression.
Nanny Cai grabbed her arm and knelt down with a thud, her face turning deathly pale with fear as her voice trembled, "Your Highness! This servant kneels before you! Please don’t be rash! His Majesty is just momentarily bewitched! After some time... after some time, His Majesty will come to his senses!"
Of course, these words were merely a form of consolation, but other than that, Nanny Cai could not think of any other solution.
"This servant implores you, put the imperial edict back... please put it back, won’t you..."
"You have not only His Majesty, but also Princess Ning An... Don’t be impulsive... Think about the princess..."
Imperial Consort Jing murmured distantly, "Ning An will never come back in this lifetime... she’ll never return..."
"That’s not true!" Nanny Cai choked and shook her head, "The Empress Dowager only said that if the princess dared to marry, she could never return just in a fit of anger. The Empress Dowager loves the princess so dearly, how could she turn her away if the princess really wished to return?"
Imperial Consort Jing murmured, "Can Ning An really come back?"
"Yes... yes!" Nanny Cai, seeing Imperial Consort Jing’s somewhat vacant expression, stood up quietly, carefully reached out to grasp one end of the imperial edict, "Your Highness, give the edict to this servant... this servant will keep it safe for you... Soon this servant will grind your ink... and you can send a family letter to the princess, just to say you miss her..."
Imperial Consort Jing looked bewildered, "Write a letter to Ning An..."
Nanny Cai slowly drew the edict from her hand, "Yes! Yes, Your Highness! Write a letter to Princess Ning An! You haven’t written your monthly family letter yet!"
In the end, Imperial Consort Jing did not resist, and her hand fell away.
Nanny Cai took full possession of the edict, let out a long sigh of relief, and hastily hid the edict in another secret compartment.
The previous secret compartment had already been exposed; the current one was beneath the floor.
Worried that Imperial Consort Jing might change her mind, Nanny Cai swiftly went to fetch ink, paper, brush, and inkstone from the study room, "Come, Your Highness! Let’s write to the princess!"
No matter what, they needed to divert the Consort’s attention first!
Imperial Consort Jing faintly lifted the brush.
In the unseen night, she closed her eyes and a tear slipped down.
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