This woman, as soon as the Guishui came, she became much weaker and her temper became even more irritable.
Isn't that what Cen Xijin is like?
Especially on the second night, the night with the most blood, she was shyly wrapped in the quilt and had to answer the second prince's silly questions.
The second prince came over curiously and asked mischievously: "Auntie, does it hurt when you bleed?"
Cen Xijin said silently: "...it hurts." This is bleeding, not tears, of course it hurts!
"Ah, are you going to bleed all the time?" Wouldn't it mean that the blood will drain out?
"..." Is this a curse on her to come to Guishui every day?
"By the way, auntie, I saw you letting Cai Xin dry a long piece of cloth before? Did auntie couldn't hold it in and wet her pants?" The second prince smiled playfully, and his cute apple face came closer.
"Okay! Besides, if you don't have any of these, be careful I will throw you into the cold palace! Let the hungry ghosts in the cold palace eat you in one bite!" Cen Xijin's eyes widened and he threatened.
The second prince pouted and muttered: "There are no hungry ghosts in the Cold Palace. There is only Sister Yunxiang in the Cold Palace..."
"What? Have you been to Leng Palace?" Jianxian Pavilion is almost separated from Leng Palace by a wall. Cen Xijin didn't go in because it was too gloomy, but she didn't expect the second prince to go there.
The second prince knew that he had made a mistake, so he trembled: "Well... um, ah, I've been there."
"Did you really go? Come on, tell me the truth!" How brave is this! Leng Gong, is that a casual place?
The second prince clasped his hands behind his back and pouted his little mouth so much that it could hold an oil bottle: "It was Aunt Yunxiang who came to invite me secretly. Aunt Yunxiang lives in a remote place, and no one saw her along the way."
"You...you are so courageous. You didn't tell me such a thing!" Although he deliberately lowered his voice, Cen Xijin couldn't help but sit up and shout.
"Huh, if you tell me, you won't let me go!" The second prince pouted, looking extremely aggrieved.
"Then what did you do? It's time to tell me now!" Cen Xijin was really afraid that he would follow others and do some treason.
"Mother Yunxiang is seriously ill. I'm afraid...that's why she asked me to talk." The second prince lowered his head and looked downcast. Although he didn't like Yunxiang's harshness, Yunxiang accompanied his mother all the way. He was the one who brought him up with his own hands. How could he forget the years of friendship?
Hearing this, Cen Xijin could only sigh silently for a while.
How high-profile was Yunxiang back then? !
She is the first-class maid beside the Crown Prince, and has also served the Empress. Her reputation and power are extremely high among the palace people, and the only one who can rival her is Xie Liuying, the eldest maid beside the Queen. .
I didn't expect that such a person would end up seriously ill and hastily passed his life.
Royal doctors are not allowed to see patients in the cold palace, not to mention that she is not the master, just a slave.
No matter how high the glory and power is, in the end it is still like a building falling down, miserable like a lamp dying out, and a scene of joy and misery.
Cen Xijin whispered: "Then, what did Aunt Yunxiang say to you? Can you tell Auntie?"
This originally belonged to the second prince, and she shouldn't have asked about it. She just asked casually, without expecting him to answer her.
Unexpectedly, the second prince thought for a moment and then said: "Aunt Yunxiang told me that I must not forget the hatred of my mother and the grievances of the Gu family, so I should act in a dormant manner. I must also learn to please my father and the Queen Mother. Well, Auntie also said that my aunt is reliable. People who are young must trust my aunt."
The first sentence is probably correct. No wonder the second prince has his current thoughts.
But the last sentence... really doesn't sound like what a powerful person like Yun Xiang would say.
I'm afraid that she will ask the second prince to guard against Cen Xijin when she is about to die!
After all, they are not close relatives of flesh and blood. What's more, even if they are close relatives of flesh and blood, they cannot be trusted in the palace.
"Oh, that's it, just go and go. It's just that we are in such a difficult situation in the palace, but you have to be careful in everything you do in the future! If you look at Chen Xiurong's incident, you will understand how scary this palace is." There is no point in regretting what happened in the past. It is better to think about how to turn things around in the future.
The second prince nodded and answered honestly: "Yes, I understand."
After telling him a lot of messy chores, Cen Xijin soon became thirsty, so he prepared to stay down and pour a glass of warm water to drink.
Unexpectedly, the second prince took away the teapot first. Cen Xi Jinhu was about to scold him with a face on his face, but he clumsily poured a glass of water from the teapot and handed it to her carefully.
Cen Xijin held the warm tea and opened his mouth slightly, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Alas, whatever.
That night, Cen Xijin had a dull pain in her abdomen and couldn't sleep well. The second prince didn't sleep well either. He was busy taking care of her and went out the next day with dark circles under his eyes.
Who would have known that in this winter, the Second Prince would get up more often in the middle of the night and go out for a walk. When he came back, in addition to bringing back a pack of Siwu soup ingredients from the Shangshan Supervisor, he would also have a runny nose after sneezing.
Feng'er started to make a loud noise: "Palace Lady Cen is really ignorant! She is sick, but she still lives in the same room with His Highness, so His Highness is not allowed to get sick too!"
Shuangfu listened and covered his mouth and smiled heartily: "Sister Feng'er has never been to Guishui, so I don't know. This is not a disease, it's just a weak body, and there is no way to isolate the disease. How can Your Highness be sick too?" Got it!"
Feng'er curled her lips and argued coldly: "In the end, the palace lady Cen is too weak to take care of His Highness. His Highness has been in the habit of lifting the quilt at night since he was a child. The palace lady Cen couldn't take care of it for a while, so it affected His Highness. Wind chill!”
There were constant arguments outside, while Cen Xijin and the second prince were sick in the room, each wrapped in quilts and lying on the couch, looking at each other in silence for a while.
Cen Xijin lowered his head guiltily: "You treat your aunt very well, and your aunt will prepare delicious food for you in the future."
If she hadn't been feeling unwell last night and the Second Prince had gotten up several times to take care of her, she wouldn't have caught the cold!
And the four things soup...
By the way, how did the second prince know this? Are children in ancient times so precocious?
The second prince's childish voice sounded: "Auntie, I have brought you medicine, it's time for you to tell me a story!! The one last time was very good, I really like Mickey Mouse!"
Cen Xijin was stunned, Mickey Mouse?
Alas, he is still a child.
