Lu Xiaoyun nodded silently: "Okay."

That night, Lu Xiaoyun slept in the front yard.

The lights in Feixue Garden stayed on for half the night, only going out after midnight.

After breakfast, Lu Xiaoyun saw that Zhu Yu looked tired and knew that the old emperor's actions had chilled his heart. He must not have rested properly. She told him to go back to sleep and went to Yunmei Garden by herself.

Tomorrow is Lunar New Year's Eve. Steward Yuan Xiu led the people of the Prince of An's mansion to decorate the entire Prince of An's mansion, filling it with festive joy.

Lu Xiaoyun walked to Yunmei Garden.

"Master," Wu Chuan said dutifully.

"how?"

"Your Majesty, Consort Duan has not been scolding anyone these past few days."

Lu Xiaoyun nodded: "Let's evacuate everyone."

"Yes!" Wu Chuan withdrew all the guards who had been protecting Yunmei Garden for nearly half a month.

Lu Xiaoyun stood outside the gate of Yunmei Garden, quietly looking at the plum trees that filled the courtyard.

These are all rare plum blossoms collected from various places by Zhu Yu's people. Consort Duan loved plum blossoms, so he built this courtyard for his mother in the Prince An's mansion.

If it weren't for the two of them accidentally swapping bodies, it's unknown where Zhu Yu would have placed Consort Duan.

Given Zhu Yu's stubborn personality, it's highly unlikely he'd give Yunmei Garden to her so easily.

Inside the courtyard, the door to the main house where Consort Duan resided opened. Before Lu Xiaoyun could hide, she saw Consort Duan walking out with the help of Zhang Mama. As she looked up, their eyes met.

After more than ten days apart, Consort Duan looked much older. Her delicate makeup was gone, her eyes were dull and lifeless, and her face was pale. Her already thin body looked even thinner now.

Consort Duan opened her mouth, and the cold wind rushed into her throat, causing her to cough violently.

Granny Zhang quickly patted her back.