Chapter 160: Trivial Matter
Chapter 160: Trivial Matter
Yanwan held Lancui's hand and slowly digested the food on the deck.
She didn't deliberately go to see how Jiapin was making a fuss. She had already dug a trap, and Jinzhong would bury the master and servant beautifully.
It's a pity that given the emperor's cautious and fearful nature, Jiapin is still able to survive. As time goes by, if she pretends to be good and pitiful, she will surely win the emperor's favor again.
After all, Jiapin had already given birth to two princes, one of whom was a noble son.
Lan Cui adjusted her cloak and said, "My dear, don't be unhappy. Doctor Zhang said that your mood is the most important thing now. If you feel better, you will get better soon."
She lowered her voice and said, "Otherwise, when we return to our Yongshou Palace, he will come to coax you to eat every night."
Yan Wan: “…”
She pinched Lan Cui's face unhappily: "You bad girl, you're making fun of me!"
Lan Cui looked at her with a smile, and she looked so cute.
Yanwan pinched her cheeks again out of itchiness, and suddenly heard Jiapin crying. Looking down, she saw two guards carrying Zhenshu on the deck on the first floor, and Jiapin was chasing after them, apparently asking the two guards to be gentler.
Yanwan's gaze fell on Zhenshu's legs dragging on the ground. She raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled happily.
She never felt empty after taking revenge. She had suffered so much and endured so much pain in her two lifetimes, but this was the first time she had dealt with someone who had bullied her so comfortably.
How satisfying!
So happy!
Lan Cui gritted her teeth and sneered: "You deserve it!"
When they relied on their high positions to bully the palace maids of lower status, did the master and servant ever think that one day they would also be bullied by an even more powerful emperor?
The master and servant looked at the other master and servant below as they walked away, until they were completely out of sight, and then they smiled at each other.
Yan Wan adjusted her hair accessories and said, "Let's go see the queen."
Those two screaming and howling like ghosts, please don't disturb the Empress's rest.
Lan Cui responded crisply: "Hey! Master, please slow down!"
When the master and servant arrived at Empress Fucha's place, they smelled a fresh and fragrant scent as soon as they entered the room.
Although Yan Wan had just eaten her fill, she couldn't help sniffing and salivating: "Your Majesty is actually eating from the hot pot?"
Jing Jue smiled and said, "I heard that Jiapin came to the boat crying and making a fuss. The Empress Dowager guessed that the Emperor was busy and that you would definitely come back, so she prepared a pot. And you, you really came back."
Yan Wan was extremely happy, as she had never been cared for so much by any elder.
Although she is a concubine, Her Majesty is the Queen.
But, who says that the mistress’s wife can’t also be the concubine’s mother?
She came over eagerly and said, "My lady, I miss you so much!"
Empress Fucha tapped her forehead and said, "Didn't we just see each other yesterday?"
Yan Wan depended on her: "No matter what, I just miss you!"
Empress Fucha was so amused by her that she kept laughing. She stroked her hair and turned to look at her face: "It seems you haven't lost any weight."
She looked at Yan Wan tenderly: "No matter what you want to do, if your body is damaged, even if you have a great chance of winning, it will be meaningless."
Yan Wan felt as if she had committed a crime and been caught by her own mother. She pursed her lips, but before she could think of how to argue, Empress Fucha pointed at her brow again: "The soup is freshly boiled in the small kitchen at the back. It will take a while to be ready. Go play with Jing Jing."
She was still not feeling well, and after saying a few words, she was short of breath again. Although her face was pale, she still had a gentle smile on her face, which made Yan Wan feel sad.
Yan Wan didn't dare to show her pity and sadness, and went to find Jing Jue with a smile.
The two girls tried to make Empress Fucha happy by flipping through the history books and asking and answering questions on purpose, making Empress Fucha laugh out loud several times.
After a while, Empress Fucha fell asleep to the gradually decreasing voices of the two girls.
Yanwan and Jingjue stopped talking at the same time, turned their heads to look at each other, and seeing each other's red eyes, they couldn't help but laugh together, and hurriedly raised their hands to wipe their eyes.
Yan Wan whispered: "You don't know, this is already the best situation."
If it were in the previous life, what went back with them was the coffin of the empress, not the empress who was weak but still warm and alive.
Jing Jing held Yan Wan's hand and said softly, "I know, I know, Wan Wan."
If it weren't for Yan Wan's cleverness, how many times would the Empress Dowager have been plotted against? If it weren't for Yan Wan's involvement in the plot and causing Ruyi to be imprisoned, that woman would have taken advantage of her marriage to anger the Empress Dowager to death!
Jing Jing's eyes were filled with tears again: "In this world, only you, Wan Wan, and you are by the side of the Empress Dowager, I dare to go out and try my luck, and I feel that I am not afraid of anything!"
Yan Wan was stunned, looking at the little girl who trusted her so much, and suddenly she felt a little worried, worried that she had done something wrong by pushing such a young girl onto such a difficult path for the sake of the Empress.
Jing Jing seemed to see through her thoughts and said seriously: "Wan Wan, no matter what happens in the future, I will not regret it, and you should not think that you have delayed me."
When she said this, her eyes were sparkling, burning with something that Yan Wan was very familiar with.
It's ambition.
"No matter if I have read so many history books or what I think, I will be the one getting married in the end. The only difference is that I took the initiative, I got more benefits, and my future will be easier."
Yanwan looked at her. Although she was the one who pushed the little girl forward with her own hands, she was always amazed by her growth.
Yan Wan sincerely envied: "I wish I could be as smart as the princess and learn everything at once."
Jing Jing instantly felt embarrassed: "You are already very smart!"
She said seriously: "You are the smartest among the emperor's concubines!"
Yan Wan tried to hold back, but couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The two chatted for a while, and then there were shrill cries coming from outside the house. Lianxin hurriedly covered Empress Fucha's ears, but Empress Fucha was still woken up.
Jingjue frowned and stood up; "Don't be afraid, Empress Dowager and Wanwan, I'll go out and take a look."
After she finished speaking, she patted Yan Wan's shoulder soothingly and walked out the door.
The scene outside startled Jing Jing and his face turned pale.
Zhenshu bumped into the guard's knife and was stabbed through. She was still shouting, "Your Majesty, please forgive our master! It was all because of me who acted recklessly and had wild ideas. I secretly bribed those people! Our master was completely unaware of it!"
He kept shouting like this over and over again until he died with his eyes wide open.
Jiapin was already crying and confused. She held Zhenshu's bloodstained hand with a dull look in her eyes, murmuring Zhenshu's name. There was a lot of blood from under her legs spreading along the deck.
Amid the exclamations, Hongli came out of the house with a gloomy face, and the first thing he saw was Jingjue, whose face was pale.
His expression changed slightly, and he quickly walked in front of Jing Jing, raised his hands and covered her eyes: "The Emperor will take care of it, don't be afraid, these are all insignificant matters."
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