Lin Qingwan nodded slowly. Although he still had doubts in his heart, after all, this person had just helped him. If he had any questions, he should wait until later to ask...
Chang'an didn't say much, but turned to look at the nanny beside him, "Aunt Hu, if this group of people dare to do the following again and disrespect the young prince, you can directly send a message to me. I will come back and take care of them."
A look of gratitude appeared on Aunt Hu's face, her eyes were a little red, and she couldn't help but salute to Chang'an and Lin Qingwan, "Thank you, Princess, and thank you to the guards of Chang'an. Your Majesty has always taken good care of us over the years, and we are already very grateful in our hearts." It’s touching, how dare you trouble the prince again with these trivial matters?”
Prince?
these years?
Lin Qingwan silently wrote down these two details, her throat moving.
Could it be that Xuan Qianchen has been supporting and protecting this young prince all these years? So Chang'an must also know the true life experience of the young prince?
But the tone of the old woman's words just now seemed to be that Xuan Qianchen asked her to come here...
She didn't want to give all the credit to that man, so she took a step forward without waiting for Chang'an to speak, "I ran into the young prince in the imperial garden today. Those unscrupulous servants were bullying one of his children. I couldn't stand it. , so I stepped forward and said a few words."
"I was going to the Queen's house at that time, so I asked him where he lived here. Mammy, I found that there was some kind of blue color on this child's arm. I don't know if he was beaten or poisoned. Where is he now? I want to go in and check him carefully."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Chang An and Nanny Hu changed at the same time. They looked at each other, especially the latter, whose eyebrows were full of worry, "Princess, are you saying that our young prince is likely to be poisoned?"
"Mommy, don't worry. These things are not yet certain. I will check them before I can reply to you."
As a doctor, the most important thing you should maintain is rigor, and you should not make arbitrary conclusions about patients.
"Okay... okay, princess, please come in quickly, the young prince is studying at the moment."
Chang'an watched the woman slowly walk into the palace, took off a fire bucket from her body, sent a small signal to the sky, and then followed her with long strides.
Sure enough, the outside of the palace was ruined. The palace looked so majestic on the outside, but there was nothing inside, not even the most basic furnishings.
There were only a few simple tables and a crude-looking bed, which was covered with some old quilts that had even been patched.
Lin Qingwan couldn't help but frown, and after looking around, she found a small figure sitting under an oil lamp, holding a brush in his hand, and seemed to be writing something on the paper.
She quietly leaned over and took a look behind her.
Although Ying'er is young, his handwriting is very mature and sophisticated, much better than the handwriting of those playboys in the capital.
After looking at it for a few times, Lin Qingwan deliberately said: "The handwriting of the young prince is so beautiful."
As soon as these words came out, the child's pupils dilated instantly, and then he turned around and met Lin Qingwan's eyes.
He didn't know whether it was shyness or fear. He quickly covered the paper with his hand and quickly lowered his head.
Seeing this look, Aunt Hu looked slightly embarrassed on her face. Finally she rubbed her hands and said to Lin Qingwan: "I'm really sorry. Our young prince has grown up in a deep palace since he was a child. Those servants... He shows his teeth and claws, so he has been a bit timid since he was a child."
After saying this, she turned to look at Ying'er again, "Little prince, this is His Royal Highness the Princess of War. She just helped us outside. Please give her a salute first."
The child put down his brush sensibly and stood up from his seat. Just as he was about to salute Lin Qingwan, the woman pressed her arm down with her hand and said, "No need to be polite."
After saying this, she slowly squatted down and stared directly at Ying'er, "I just praised you not because of your identity, nor because I want to give you confidence, but because of your handwriting." It’s really good.”
"Although you are trapped in the palace now, don't be afraid. You will be able to get out one day."
She seemed to have seen through Ying'er. After saying this, some emotions welled up in the child's eyes, which did not subside for a long time.
Lin Qingwan smiled slightly and continued to pinch his little face, "Have you tried the pastries I gave you today?"
Ying'er still didn't speak. He nodded and then shook his head, and finally his eyes fell on the table.
The pastries have been placed on the plate at the moment. There are two pieces missing from the top. They were probably eaten just now. The rest are still there. I don’t know if they are reluctant to eat them or if they don’t like them.
Aunt Hu showed an expression of sudden realization, "It turned out to be a cake sent by Princess Zhan. Just now, the young prince came back with this thing in his hand like a treasure. After taking it out, he had to let me eat it first. Thank you Princess Zhan."
As he spoke, he knelt down again. Lin Qingwan quickly stepped forward to help the person up from the ground, "You don't have to kneel and kneel like this in front of me. My help to Ying'er is just to express my love for a child, and has no other meaning. "
Aunt Hu nodded quickly, but her eyes turned red again, "Princess Zhan is really kind-hearted. People in the harem are afraid to avoid us when they see us. How can they care about our lives?"
Lin Qingwan frowned and stretched out her hand to block Ying'er's ears, "Mommy, it's better not to say these words in front of the children in the future. The young prince is still young now. If he continues to be influenced by this kind of environment, he will be extremely angry in the future. Inferiority. No matter what his current situation is, you must learn to encourage him. After all, he is only a child of a few years old."
He touched his pupils and dilated slightly, then made an expression of realization, "Yes, yes, it's all my fault, it's all my fault! I will never say anything again in the future."
After saying this, Lin Qingwan turned his attention to Ying'er again, and then continued to coax, "Little prince, today I said that I really like the pattern on your sleeves. Can you take another look at it?"
Ying'er nodded and stretched out his arm.
After Lin Qingwan grabbed it, he slowly lifted his sleeves up, always observing the child's expression.
At the moment when his arms were about to be exposed, the other person's whole body shrank back uncontrollably as if he was afraid, and he broke free from the woman's hand.
This scene shocked both Aunt Hu and Chang An, and the former immediately strode over, "Little Prince, what's wrong with you?"
But the child didn't speak, his whole body began to tremble, and he finally sat directly in the corner and hugged his knees with his hands.
Chang'an was always observing Lin Qingwan's expression. The woman frowned slightly. Through the child's reaction, she quickly realized something was wrong and followed her.
