After Jiujiu became an imperial princess, Drunken Spring House reopened. But this time, other than a few regular guests, Jiujiu wouldn't cook.
However, with Jiujiu's signboard, Drunken Spring House was still bustling with people and was very lively.
The frequent guests of Drunken Spring House were the little prince and the emperor.
If it could be said that the emperor had a good impression of Jiujiu at the beginning, then now, his affection for Jiujiu was that of an older brother towards his younger sister, and the affection of a good diner towards a good cook.
Compared to the emperor's pure love, the little prince's love was much more complicated.
The little prince had already given up on Jiujiu. After the matter with the regent was settled, he didn't have much work to do, so he was even more concerned about the relationship between a man and a woman. Moreover, he could see Jiujiu every few days, so the little prince couldn't wait to marry Jiujiu.
Of course, if the little prince really wanted to marry Jiujiu without hesitation, all he had to do was say a few words to the emperor and the emperor would definitely be happy to agree.
However, the little prince didn't think that Jiujiu was the type of woman who would marry someone just because the emperor wanted her to marry him.
Moreover, the little prince hoped that Jiujiu would marry him because she liked him, and not because the emperor wanted her to marry him. Thus, he had been waiting for the moment when he and Jiujiu fell in love with each other.
The little prince waited and waited, year after year. By the time his childhood friend's child was old enough to buy soy sauce, Wang Cuilian was so anxious that her hair had turned white, but Jiujiu was still single.
Although the old prince didn't care much about the little prince getting married and having children, the little prince himself was a little anxious.
On this day, the little prince couldn't help but sit down on Jiujiu, who was lying on a deck chair in the courtyard with her eyes closed and sunbathing. "Um, Li Qian, when are you planning to get married?"
The little prince really wanted to ask when she was planning to marry him.
But the little prince felt that this question was too direct. He was a bit shy, so he chose this more roundabout way of asking.
Jiujiu, who was drowsy from the warm sunlight, opened her eyes and looked towards the little prince.
Because she had just woken up, Jiujiu's eyes were hazy and slightly dazed. She looked like an ignorant little girl, which made the little prince's chest heat up.
Jiujiu raised her hand and rubbed her eyes. She rubbed away the sleepiness in her eyes and rubbed out the mist in her eyes.
Jiujiu supported herself with one hand and slowly sat up from the recliner. She yawned and said, "I don't have a boyfriend. What kind of marriage is this?"
When the little prince heard Jiujiu say that she didn't have a boyfriend, his heart felt a little sweet, but also a little bitter.
It was sweet that Jiujiu didn't have a boyfriend, but he still had a chance. It was bitter that he had been hanging around Jiujiu for such a long time, but Jiujiu had turned a blind eye to him. It was really infuriating.
The little prince, who usually wasn't good with words in front of Jiujiu, inexplicably plucked up his courage and asked, "Then what do you think of me?"
Jiujiu, who was in the middle of tossing a watermelon into her mouth, froze. She turned her head sideways and glanced at the little prince in confusion. "What do you mean, what do you think of me?"
Jiujiu looked dazedly at the little prince with her large eyes. The confusion in her eyes was like a thin layer of fog. The little prince, who had other thoughts in his heart, instantly felt his heart thump non-stop. The little prince felt like someone had set his face on fire and it was burning fiercely.
The little prince lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong. He didn't look at Jiujiu as he replied, "Um, what do you think of me being your boyfriend?"
Jiujiu: "…"
The little prince's words made Jiujiu look at the little prince seriously again.
The little prince's face was much more mature than before. His cheeks were bright red, as if he had applied blush on his cheeks. Because of his shyness, he didn't even notice the mist that had formed in his eyes.
If it wasn't for his tall figure, he would have looked like a little girl who had been teased.
Seeing this familiar look, Jiujiu's lips slowly turned up. She smiled softly and said, "Okay."
She had thought that there was no hope left in this world. She didn't expect that he would be right by her side.
She had waited for so long and he was finally here.
When the little prince had said that he wanted to be Jiujiu's boyfriend, he had only said it casually, hoping that he would be lucky. Now that Jiujiu had agreed, the little prince looked like he had hit the jackpot. He was overjoyed.
The little prince raised his hand to his chest to suppress his heart that was about to jump out of his mouth. After a long while, he hugged Jiujiu and fiercely kissed Jiujiu's cheeks several times.
At this moment, the little prince was thinking that if he had known that Jiujiu would be willing to be with him as long as he asked, he would have asked right from the start.
After Jiujiu and the little prince got together, the happiest person was Wang Cuilian.
Wang Cuilian had always been worried that Jiujiu wouldn't be able to find a good partner. Now that Jiujiu had become an imperial princess, Wang Cuilian felt that normal people weren't good enough for Jiujiu.
Most of the people she felt were good enough for Jiujiu already had concubines.
Wang Cuilian had been with Li Fugui her entire life, but she was the only one by Li Fugui's side. He was even willing to give up trying for her, so she was especially disgusted by men with concubines.
And the only person by Jiujiu's side that Wang Cuilian liked was the little prince.
But the little prince was indeed pleasing to the eye. He often hung around Jiujiu.
But Jiujiu acted like she didn't even see the little prince and was always carefree. After Wang Cuilian hinted a few times, she completely gave up.
Just like what Jiujiu had told her, the children and grandchildren had their own blessings. She just needed to take care of her own business and didn't need to think too much.
Now that Jiujiu had found a partner and it was the little prince she liked, Wang Cuilian's heart was as sweet as honey.
Jiujiu was the person Wang Cuilian couldn't let go of the most. After Jiujiu found a partner, Wang Cuilian's body quickly weakened.
No matter how Jiujiu felt Wang Cuilian's pulse, the conclusion was that there was nothing wrong with Wang Cuilian.
But there was nothing wrong with Wang Cuilian's body. Wang Cuilian's body rapidly deteriorated.
It took less than three months for Wang Cuilian to deteriorate from healthy to weak.
Jiujiu tried countless methods, but still couldn't make Wang Cuilian better.
Wang Cuilian looked at Jiujiu, who had become thin because of all the work she had done for her, and said softly, "Qian 'er, I know my own body. I'm not sick. I just miss your father too much and want to go over to spend time with him as soon as possible."
Wang Cuilian's words were like a basin of cold water, waking Jiujiu up instantly.
Wang Cuilian's body was deteriorating not because she was sick, but because she didn't want to live anymore.
Once a person lost the will to live, they wouldn't be able to survive even if they were given an elixir.
Jiujiu pursed her lips, lowered her head, and said softly, "Mother, I'm going to get married. Can you wait until I get married before you leave?"
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