Chapter 1144: The Princess Consort Whose Memories Were Altered (19)

With Shangguan Jing's instructions in hand, Tang Guo had every single item in her courtyard replaced.

All the ornaments and furnishings had been selected from the manor's storerooms. Each piece was exquisite, rare, and priceless. Even the steward found nothing inappropriate about it.

Compared to everyone else, the steward knew more than most. Seeing the prince place such importance on the matter, he naturally assumed that His Highness still hadn't forgotten Consort Jiao.

Then he saw his Princess Consort painstakingly busying herself to prepare for the arrival of His Majesty and Consort Jiao. How could she possibly know that all this attention and care from the prince existed solely because of Consort Jiao?

The steward couldn't help but feel sorry for this kind-hearted and gentle Princess Consort.

Thus, whenever selecting decorations, he only chose the very best.

After all, the prince himself had said that for Consort Jiao's sake, they were to bring out all the finest treasures. Since these things were being placed in the Princess Consort's courtyard, they would belong to her from now on. It could be considered a small compensation.

Such an excellent Princess Consort—if it were him, he would never bear to mistreat her.

Unfortunately, their prince's heart simply wasn't here.

Looking at her completely transformed courtyard, the precious ornaments, and especially the exceptionally fine tea set, Tang Guo was in an excellent mood.

The System sighed inwardly.

This must be the legendary abuse of public office for private gain. Host has truly exploited the situation to the fullest.

“My courtyard should be more or less finished. You can move on to the other areas now,” Tang Guo said. “By the way, I saw that His Highness is still in the study. Don't disturb him. Once the rest of the residence has been dealt with, then you may go to His Highness's side.”

“Yes, Princess Consort.”

The servants immediately sprang into action, replacing everything unwanted, ugly, and old.

Even the flowers and grass in the garden were carefully tended. Any branches sticking out and blocking the pathways were straightened and arranged by lantern light. Those that couldn't be fixed were simply trimmed.

The enormous Prince Jing Manor required extensive cleaning and rearranging. From sunset until deep into the night, the servants remained busy without pause.

Tang Guo had already gone back to sleep for a while when the System reminded her that every area except the prince's courtyard had been cleaned and reorganized.

She quickly got out of bed and, by the time the servants entered, found her supporting her forehead with one hand at the table, looking utterly exhausted.

Especially the steward—seeing the Princess Consort laboring until midnight, he couldn't help but sigh.

This time, his prince truly had gone too far.

After all, the Princess Consort was the daughter of the Minister of Revenue. Yet because of a single order from His Highness, she had worked herself into the middle of the night.

If she ever learned the prince's true motives, how heartbroken would she be?

“Steward?”

Tang Guo raised her head and asked softly, “Has everything been replaced?”

“Reporting to Princess Consort, everything has been completed except for His Highness's courtyard.”

Tang Guo nodded. “You've all worked hard. Go to His Highness's residence now.”

“We'll go at once,” the steward replied. “Princess Consort has also exhausted herself today. You should rest early. I'll personally oversee things at His Highness's side.”

“Very well. Steward, you're familiar with His Highness's courtyard and have always attended to him personally. I'm sure you'll arrange everything properly.”

The complete trust on her face deeply moved the steward.

The Princess Consort truly was a good person. She had never once looked down upon servants because of her status.

He wondered when His Highness would finally realize just how wonderful his Princess Consort was.

Then he thought about the commotion they would be causing in the middle of the night and sighed.

Perhaps… that day was still far away.

Leading the servants in a mighty procession, the steward headed toward Shangguan Jing's courtyard.

Tang Guo lowered her head, silently laughing.

She wondered what kind of expression Shangguan Jing would have when he was dragged awake from his dreams.

If someone dared wake her up in the middle of the night, she would definitely be in a terrible mood.