Before Yun Chuyao passed away, her mother-in-law, Mrs. Ji, pointed at her nose and scolded her, saying that she was not the direct princess of the Jin Dynasty, or even the princess of the Jin Dynasty.
Her light words fell into Yun Chuyao's heart, but they were as heavy as gold, making her almost breathless.
She doesn't care what happens to the Queen.
But my father...
Why isn't she his father's child? Who is her biological father? How did the biological mother meet the father, and how was he brought into the palace by the father? Father, does he know that the child in his mother's belly is not his flesh and blood?
I guess you know it.
Otherwise, mother would not dare to freely enter and leave the imperial garden, right?
Too many doubts lingered in Yun Chuyao's mind, making her physically and mentally exhausted and giving her a splitting headache. For a moment, she pinned her meager hopes on the memory of the fourth prince. He was so stupid, would his memory be good? Maybe he really saw it wrong, maybe he really remembered it wrong?
Yun Chuyao rubbed her eyebrows, her head hurt even more.
"Your Highness."
Jinmei looked at Yun Chuyao's slightly pale face and felt worried. She couldn't help but support Yun Chuyao's body and persuaded: "Your Highness, we are going back to Changle Palace soon. Can you still hold on? If you leave, If you don’t move, I will ask someone to prepare the sedan chair."
Yun Chuyao shook her head, did not respond, and continued walking forward.
After finally returning to Changle Palace, she just wanted to stay in her bedroom, think over her conversation with the fourth prince, and see if she had made any mistakes. However, she did not expect that an unexpected person would come to Changle Palace. of visitors.
"Xiaoba?"
She said a little surprised.
The Eighth Prince is also ten years old. Although he is not a teenager, he is not a child either. But for some reason, he grows much slower than his peers. He is obviously several years older than the Ninth Prince, but he is not much taller. It looks like a thin and small one.
In addition, his mother-in-law was seriously ill, so he was inevitably worried while attending to her illness. After working for several days, he looked even more haggard.
Not only was he short, he was also thin and his face was pale. He looked pitiful, not like a son or grandson of a dragon, but like a pitiful little boy who was being bullied.
Although Yun Chuyao didn't have much affection for him, she felt uncomfortable seeing him like this. She quickly cheered up and said to him: "The Eighth Emperor Brother is here. Why do you order someone to announce it? Take a seat quickly, Jinmei, you Go get two boxes of peach cakes."
"Sister Three Emperors."
The Eighth Prince felt a sore nose and almost shed tears. He said in a difficult voice: "Yan Cheng took the liberty of visiting. It really happened for a reason..."
Yun Chuyao was not surprised.
Wang Changzai was seriously ill, and Xiaoba was so busy that he didn't even have time to go to Imperial College. How could he come to visit him for no reason? Nine times out of ten, I have something to ask for.
Thinking like this, Yun Chuyao felt a little helpless.
When she was reborn, the first ally she looked for was not Yun Yanli, but the eighth prince Yun Yancheng. After all, his mother clan was not visible now, and she was in a difficult situation. All she had to do was help him when he was in a weak position. She can get what she wants without any effort.
So when did she change her attitude?
Maybe it was when Yun Yanli called her sister for the first time, maybe it was when she was in danger at Hanshan Temple and Yun Yanli went to save her without even thinking, maybe it was...
Too many.
Feelings are the hardest thing to be controlled.
She knew in her heart that Yun Yanli was half of alien blood, and the possibility of ascending to the supreme position was very slim, but she still valued him very much, and couldn't help but want to help him, even if her reason told her that helping him would not be enough. She may not get the reward she wants, but she still helps.
That’s all.
There is no use in thinking too much.
Let's see what the Eighth Prince wants to do first, and then think about other things.
"Eighth Emperor Brother said it bluntly."
Yun Chuyao said warmly: "I will try my best."
The eighth prince's slightly pale face finally turned a little red at this moment. He pursed his lips, a hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Sister, my mother-in-law is seriously ill. She has only been here for the past two days." I just saw her, and the imperial doctor said she is weak and needs a lot of nourishment, but, but I..."
"Jinmei, go to the warehouse and take a look. Are there some century-old ginseng?" Yun Chuyao raised her chin and said, "Pick some of good quality."
The eighth prince felt grateful and quickly stood up, bowed to Yun Chuyao and said, "Thank you so much, Sister Three Emperors. I happen to have some silver in my hand, why not——"
"Why are you so polite?"
Yun Chuyao waved her hand and said, "It's okay to leave it on the left and right. Why don't you give it to Wang Changzai and let her recuperate? It will also accumulate blessings for yourself, right?"
After saying that, she paused and said as if unintentionally: "But doesn't your mother know that your mother and concubine are seriously ill?"
Logically speaking, the eighth prince shouldn't beg him.
Wang Changzai was once the queen's maid. Maybe she was lucky and was favored by the Jin Emperor once. It was just because of her ordinary appearance that she was never favored again. Even the position was given to her by the queen, even if she became Changzai. , and is still the queen’s half-slave.
Now that she is ill, it is appropriate for the queen to reward her with one or two ginseng to replenish her health.
Just don't know why.
The Queen seemed to have no intention of helping him.
"I……"
The Eighth Prince's body was slightly stiff, and his knuckled fingers were slightly white. He paused for a long time before saying, "My mother has many things to do, and Yan Cheng doesn't want to disturb her."
I'm afraid he just begged, but the Queen was too lazy to help him.
Yun Chuyao sneered in her heart.
The queen's most important interest is interests, and she will be interested in whoever can bring her benefits. Now that Wang Chang is lying on his bed all year round, he is afraid that he will not live for long, so how can she put more thought into her? What's more, she was in a bad mood recently because of Song Qinghuan's incident, so she naturally didn't want to help.
The eighth prince looked humble and cowardly, but in fact he was as scheming as the sea and the most astute. How could he not see the queen's impatience? He could only place his hope on himself.
After all, he is not favored, and the money he gets every month is very tight, so how can he get such a good thing as ginseng.
"I see."
Yun Chuyao didn't mean to expose the other party. Hearing the words, he just nodded thoughtfully and said casually: "But you are also smart, knowing that I still have some century-old ginseng here."
The Eighth Prince smiled sheepishly and said, "This is what Imperial Physician Sun reminded me."
Yun Chuyao's smile paused slightly.
"Really," she added, "I heard that over the years, Wang Changzai's illness has been treated by Dr. Sun. Why is he still not cured? He has been on the sickbed for nearly five years, no matter how good his health is. What a waste, let’s do this, I’ll ask Dr. Zhao to go with you later and let him take a look at Wang Changzai’s illness, how about that?”
The Eighth Prince was stunned for a moment. After he came to his senses, his eyes flickered, and he quickly stood up and said, "Thank you very much, Sister Huang."
