The legitimate daughter returns to the capital and embarks on a splendid life, tearing apart the fak

On the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, Yunlang was to officially begin his studies at the Imperial Academy.

As soon as it was dawn, Yun Jin and Chu Wanqing personally escorted him to the gate of the Imperial College.

Yun Lang changed into the sky-blue robe uniform of the Imperial Academy, carried his book box on his back, and stood straight in front of the mountain gate, looking quite like a young scholar.

Yun Jin straightened his clothes, then pulled him aside and whispered, "Once you're inside, study hard, but don't just focus on studying. Fu Sheng will be with you; if anything happens, have him come back to me. Be alert at night, and if anyone offers you food, ignore them. Understand?"

Yun Lang agreed to each of them, and laughed, "Sister, you've said it eight hundred times already. I'm not a child anymore."

Yun Jin ruffled his hair and smiled, "Yes, our Lang-ge'er is all grown up now."

Chu Wanqing, her eyes red-rimmed, patted his shoulder and said, "Go on. Study hard, and your mother will come to pick you up on your day off."

Yun Lang nodded emphatically, bowed deeply to the two of them, and then turned and followed the students.

Fusheng, carrying his luggage, jogged after him. As he passed Yunjin, he whispered, "Don't worry, Miss, I will protect the young master."

Yun Jin nodded to him, watched the two enter the Imperial Academy, and then left with Chu Wanqing.

On the carriage back to the mansion, Yun Jin was restless and felt uneasy.

Liu Zhixue must be plotting something to endure for so many days.

Chu Wanqing noticed her worry and took her hand, saying, "Don't worry too much. Lang-ge'er isn't a child anymore, and besides, there's Fusheng."

Yun Jin forced a smile but didn't reply.

Back at Jinshu Pavilion, she was still thinking about Yunlang and barely ate any of her dinner.

As night fell, Xiao Jingyan climbed in through the window and saw her sitting by the window in a daze. He sat down beside her and asked in a low voice, "Are you worried about Lang Ge'er?"

Yun Jin nodded: "The Imperial Academy is still outside the city. No matter how clever Fusheng is, he's still just a child. I'm afraid Liu Zhixue will make her move before the holiday is over, and it will be impossible to guard against her."

Xiao Jingyan gently held her hand and said softly, "Don't worry. I have people in the Imperial Academy, and Fusheng is no longer the little beggar he used to be. Langge will be fine. If Liu Zhixue really dares to extend her claws into the Imperial Academy, then she is courting death, and I don't mind sending her to her grave ahead of time."

Yun Jin gently thanked her, frowned, and suddenly said, "I've been thinking about whether we can turn the tables on them."

Xiao Jingyan was taken aback and pressed for an answer: "How do you intend to turn the tables on them?"

Yun Jin leaned closer and whispered her thoughts.

After saying that, she said, "In that case, Mother can rest assured and get a divorce."

After listening, Xiao Jingyan remained silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's feasible. Leave this to me; I'll absolutely guarantee it will go smoothly."

Yun Jin finally relaxed her brows, took his hand in return, and whispered, "Ayan, thank you. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would have done by myself."

Xiao Jingyan reached out and tapped her nose, saying gently, "Didn't I tell you, you're not allowed to be polite with me?"

After Xiao Jingyan left, Yun Jin sat by the window for a while before lying down.

The next day, Yun Jin woke up at dawn, had a simple breakfast, and then went to pay her respects to Chu Wanqing.

Chu Wanqing was looking through Yun Lang's old clothes from childhood to adulthood when she saw Yun Jin come in. She pulled her to sit down and pointed at the clothes, laughing:

"Look, this is what Langge wore when he was five years old. Back then, he was so small and thin that he could wear the same jacket for two winters. Now he's grown so much, and his clothes are getting longer and longer, even his shoes are two fingers bigger than before. Time really flies."

Seeing her mother's reddened eyes, Yun Jin felt a pang of sadness. She sat down next to her, rested her head on her shoulder, and whispered, "Mother, Lang'er is growing up, which is a good thing. After he finishes his studies and passes the imperial examinations, your good days are yet to come."

Chu Wanqing patted her hand and said softly, "I'm so glad you're back."

Yun Jin smiled and shook her head, saying nothing.

She sat for a while longer before getting up and going to Qiyun Xiaozhu.

Although she has been busy preparing for the shop and Yunlang's enrollment these past few days, she cannot neglect the work at Qiyun Xiaozhu.

Orders for soaps and skincare products are already booked until the beginning of next month. Ruizhu and Xique, along with several women, are busy all day long.

Yun Jin went over and looked around, gave a few more instructions on the selection of ingredients and proportions, and then went to the medicinal cuisine restaurant in front.

Lan Qi was working on his abacus in the accounting room when he saw Yun Jin arrive. He greeted her with a smile, "Jin'er, you've come at the right time. The medicinal cuisine restaurant has been even busier these past few days than when it first opened. In just three days, we've already booked over a hundred tables of medicinal cuisine. I'm just thinking about whether we should hire two more chefs, otherwise we won't be able to keep up with the demand during mealtimes."

Yun Jin smiled and said, "These matters can be decided by your maternal uncle. However, the chef must be trustworthy. Our medicinal cuisine emphasizes the principle of 'medicine and food sharing the same origin.' If the chef changes his mind and alters the recipe, at best it will ruin the reputation, and at worst it will make people sick. This is no joke."

Lan Qi nodded quickly: "I know that by all means. Don't worry, the people I've found are all people I know well. Skills can be honed over time, but character is essential. Besides, I only let a few of my trusted chefs know your medicinal cuisine recipes; others just assist and don't get access to the core ingredients."

Yun Jin was relieved. She chatted with Lan Qi about business for a few more minutes, then took her leave and went to the residence of the First Prince, who is now the Prince of Zhao.

When Yun Jin arrived at the Prince Zhao's residence, after the gatekeeper announced her arrival, Chunzhi, Shen Qingyun's head maid, personally came out to greet her and led her into the inner courtyard.

Shen Qingyun's morning sickness has subsided considerably, and her appetite and energy levels have improved significantly.

Seeing Yun Jin enter, she quickly smiled and waved, "You've finally arrived. I've been feeling a tightness in my chest these past few days, and I haven't had any appetite. I've been feeling uneasy, and I wanted you to see me before I felt at ease."

Yun Jin took her pulse and inquired about her diet and daily life in detail. She smiled and said, "The pregnancy is stable, sister, you don't need to scare yourself. It's just that liver qi is prone to stagnation in spring, and your constitution is weak, which is why you feel chest tightness and shortness of breath."

I'll prescribe two mild formulas for you to soothe the liver and stabilize the pregnancy. Take them for three or four days and you should feel better.

Hearing this, Shen Qingyun felt relieved and took Yun Jin's hand, saying, "It's strange. Ever since Zheng Yu left, my heart hasn't felt as heavy as before. Last time you told me to clean out all the unclean things in the yard, and I did, and now I can even sleep peacefully."

She paused, then lowered her voice and said, "Even after Zheng Yu was sent back to the Zheng family, he still wouldn't give up. The other day, he even sent someone to tell His Highness that he wanted to see the child, but His Highness refused."

I heard that she cried and made a scene at the Zheng family's house every day, saying that His Highness was heartless and had taken her own son away from her. But Yi'er, that child, is getting better and better now, and hasn't been sick anymore. Thinking about it, those illnesses before were really caused by her, as his mother.

Just as Yun Jin was about to reply, a series of hurried footsteps sounded outside. Gui Xiang then lifted the curtain and rushed in, urgently reporting, "Your Highness! Your Highness, something terrible has happened! The young prince… the young prince is missing!"