If the concubine rashly changed the kitchen menu, the princess would not be too angry.
But Shen Wei was just a lowly concubine, not even a concubine! How could he have the guts to interfere with the kitchen menu without the permission of a princess?
"Master, calm down first." Nanny Liu stepped forward quickly, speaking in a gentle tone, "Although Shen is a concubine, she is favored by the prince after all, and she will be promoted to concubine after giving birth to a child. Don't bother with Shen for now. Now that the prince is poisoned and injured, taking care of him is the most important thing. As for Shen, she is under our noses anyway, so she can't make any waves."
The princess pursed her lips, pinched the Buddhist beads in her hand, and broke them one by one.
She knew that what Madam Liu said made sense, but the princess just felt uncomfortable. The fact that Shen Wei was pregnant was like a sharp thorn in her heart. She tried to ignore it, but she couldn't.
She could only comfort herself that Shen Wei was just a tool for giving birth to a child. Shen Wei will not be qualified to raise the children she gives birth to in the future.
Sooner or later, Shen Wei will experience the pain of separation between mother and child.
The princess recited a few verses of Sanskrit scriptures in her heart to suppress her irritable emotions before heading to the King of Yan's main house.
The night was deep and hot.
When the princess arrived at the door of Prince Yan's main house, she saw that the three concubines Liu Ruyan, Liu Qiaoer, and Zhang Miaoyu were also there, and the concubine Xianger was also at the end. Liu Ruyan was dressed in white, her sleeves fluttering in the night wind; Liu Qiaoer was dressed simply, with her head down, wondering what she was thinking about; Zhang Miaoyu was holding a roasted sweet potato in her hand, enjoying it happily.
The Prince of Yan was the pillar of the palace. When he was injured, his concubines naturally came to visit him and took turns to take care of him at night.
The princess's gaze fell on Xiang'er at the end. Xiang'er was wearing makeup and bright clothes, with five or six gorgeous hairpins on her head. She didn't look like someone who came to serve the sick, but rather like an oinest in a brothel. Xiang'er was born in a humble family, so she naturally didn't know how to dress up. She only wore the most expensive things, which made her look weird and funny.
"You have nothing to do here, go back." The princess said with disgust. How could a little concubine have the chance to serve the Prince of Yan?
Xiang'er said timidly: "Princess, Xiang'er is worried about the prince, and just wants to come and see him."
Looking at the prince is fake, showing up in front of the prince is real.
Prince Yan only came to Fangfei Garden twice, once staying for less than half a cup of tea, and once staying overnight. After that, Prince Yan completely forgot about Xiang'er.
Xiang'er was a little anxious. If Prince Yan didn't come to her again, she would probably fall out of favor completely and live the same miserable life of being bullied as before.
She plucked up her courage and wanted to come and take care of the patient.
But the princess just glanced at her with disgust. How could a mere concubine be qualified to serve the sick together with the principal wife and concubines? He is totally ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth.
Nanny Liu directly ordered the maid to drive Xiang'er away. Xiang'er wanted to call out to Prince Yan loudly, but the maid covered her mouth and dragged her away.
As the sky grew darker, the princess and her three concubines walked into the main house and bowed to greet everyone. Prince Yan was having a meal. The princess' eyes fell on the dining table. Seeing the sea bass milk soup, astragalus fish fillet soup and other foods, the princess couldn't help but frowned.
Shen Wei let the prince eat these shabby things?
At least foods such as crucian carp and tofu soup, codonopsis and yam stewed chicken are suitable for recuperation.
The princess said respectfully, "Tonight, I and my sisters will take turns to take care of the prince."
Prince Yan put down his chopsticks and wanted to refuse.
But people thought that he was deliberately "pretending to be sick". The longer he was sick, the more serious his illness would be, and the more he could shut up those officials in the court who opposed sending more troops to attack the city.
So the King of Yan nodded in agreement.
The so-called "attending to the sick" aims to ensure that patients can receive effective care when they are sick. There were many maids and servants serving in Prince Yan's mansion, so there was no need for his wives and concubines to serve him near his bed.
However, the fact that the princess and concubines came in person to attend to the patient could also reflect the harmony among the wives and concubines in the royal mansion's backyard, and it would not damage the reputation of the royal mansion if it got out.
According to the division of labor, they rotate once an hour.
The princess was the first to attend to the illness.
After dinner, Prince Yan returned to his study to handle official business. Half an hour later, the eunuch respectfully presented the boiled medicine to the princess, and reminded her: "Princess, the imperial physician has reminded us that this medicine needs to be taken while it is hot. It will not be effective if it is cold."
The princess then brought the medicine into the study.
The Prince of Yan has always been diligent. Before going to bed, he still supported himself with his sick body to read the files sent from the border.
The study was brightly lit by candlelight. Prince Yan was wearing dark pajamas, with his black hair loose and a handsome profile. He held the file in his right hand, flipping through it intently, occasionally picking up the pen to write a few replies. The princess walked in with a bowl of medicine and looked at Prince Yan who was reading, feeling a little sad.
Once upon a time, the two were newlyweds, reading together under the lamp, with the beauty of her husband.
Unfortunately, time is merciless. No matter how loving a couple is, they cannot resist the invasion of time.
The princess put down the medicine bowl and said gently, "My Lord, it's time to take the medicine."
The Prince of Yan was concentrating on the memorial handed to him by the Minister of War. He was so focused that he didn't hear what the princess said at all. The princess patiently called out several times, but did not hear any response from the King of Yan. The princess felt very aggrieved.
The couple became estranged, and now the prince doesn't even want to hear her voice.
After Prince Yan finished reviewing the remaining memorials, he looked up and saw that it was already late at night outside the window. The princess was still standing next to the desk, on which lay some cold medicine.
Prince Yan drank the cold medicine in one gulp, went back to his room and lay down on the couch. He fell asleep as soon as his head touched the bed, without any verbal communication with the princess.
The candlelight was warm. The princess sat beside the bed. She took out a handkerchief and wiped Prince Yan's face.
The Prince of Yan was in his prime, in good health, and becoming more and more handsome. But she already had wrinkles under her eyes and a sallow complexion, and could only watch her husband's heart drift away.
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