The princess didn't care, and even said with disdain: "No matter how much your mother values Shen, it can't change Shen's humble origins. Shen will never replace my position as princess. Madam Liu, go to the kitchen and see if the chicken soup you cooked for Cheng Ke and Cheng Zhen is ready."
Compared to Shen Wei and Prince Yan, the princess was more concerned about the chicken soup she made for the child.
Her children are her support.
As long as the child can become a capable person and successfully inherit his father's business. Shen Wei is just a nobody, nothing to worry about.
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In the afternoon, Shen Wei went to visit King Yan in his main house. She had nothing in her hands.
"Master, why don't we bring a pot of Poria cocos chicken soup?" Cai Lian followed Shen Wei and reminded in a low voice.
Shen Wei shook her head: "No, it's hot in summer and soup is too greasy."
Moreover, the imperial physician had also reminded that the Prince of Yan should take small and slow supplements when recovering from his injuries, and not overdo it.
Chen Wei took Cai Lian to the main house and saw two figures at the gate from afar. It was the concubine Xiang'er and her maid. Xiang'er was holding a food box in her hand and was arguing with the guard at the door.
"I want to see the prince!" Xiang'er said angrily.
The guard had a blank expression on his face: "Your Highness is recovering from his injuries, please do not disturb him."
Xiang'er: "I am the prince's concubine. The prince was injured, so I brought chicken soup to visit and take care of him. What's the problem?"
The guard still refused to give in, and Xiang'er was so angry that she almost wanted to rush in. Her treatment had been getting worse recently, her daily meal allowance had been reduced, and the maids were paying less and less attention to her.
Xiang'er was unwilling to give in.
Having tasted the sweetness of wealth and glory, she no longer wanted to live the miserable and hopeless life of the past. She also sent most of the rewards she received back home to supplement the household income.
By supporting her family, Xiang'er, who had been neglected since childhood, was finally able to hold her head high in front of her parents and received their praise.
Her parents also hope that she will continue to send money every month to improve her brother's living conditions. Now that she can't see the prince and doesn't get his favor, how can she send money home?
Xiang'er could only find a way to get close to King Yan. Today I specially asked the kitchen to stew chicken soup and send it to King Yan. The kitchen staff naturally did not dare to refuse the chicken soup for King Yan and could only do as asked.
But when we arrived at the main house, we couldn’t even get into the courtyard.
When Xiang'er was at a loss, she suddenly saw the two guards at the door who were speaking harshly to her. They changed their faces and said respectfully, "Master Shen is well."
Shen Wei is here.
Shen Wei chuckled and said, "I'm here to see the prince."
The guards hurriedly made way: “Master Shen, please.”
Xiang'er was stunned watching from the side. She and Shen Wei are both concubines with the same status, so why can Shen Wei walk in unimpeded?
Shen Wei walked slowly into the main house. Cai Lian behind her took out two pieces of silver and handed them to the two guards with a smile: "It's hot, and you two brothers have worked hard. Take this money and have some tea."
The two guards thanked him repeatedly and accepted the change gratefully.
Xiang'er was silent. It turned out that silver was used to pave the way.
Xiang'er gritted her teeth, took out the two remaining silver coins from the sachet, and handed them to the two guards: "I've also given money, let me go in and see the prince."
The guard waved his hand to refuse.
One of the guards said coldly: "This is not a matter of money, please don't embarrass us anymore."
Shen Wei was able to enter unimpeded because King Yan wanted to see her.
Even if Shen Wei's maid didn't give her any reward money, the guards would still respectfully invite Shen Wei in.
Xiang'er had no idea of the deeper reason and thought that the guards looked down on her. Her eyes flushed with grievance, and she glared fiercely at Shen Wei's slender back as she left.
Shen Wei was wearing a light purple palace dress with fluttering sleeves. Her pregnancy was not yet noticeable, and her waist was very slender and could be held in one hand. Just a back view, she is already graceful and elegant, with an indescribable charm.
Xiang'er looked down at her own outfit. She was wearing what she thought was the most expensive dress and the best hairpin, but in front of Shen Wei, she felt like an ugly imitator.
They are obviously both farmers' daughters, so why does Shen Wei have such a good temperament?
Xiang'er couldn't figure it out and could only sigh that she had a bad life. She turned around and left with the lunch box, tears falling unwillingly.
Xiang Er wiped her tears as she walked, cursing, "Mrs. Shen, it doesn't matter if you are favored. I curse you to give birth to a useless daughter in the future! I curse you to be deformed and become a yellow-faced woman."
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In the main house, King Yan was not lying in bed recuperating from his injuries. He had been in good health since childhood, and was proficient in etiquette, chariot riding and archery. He naturally had an excellent physique, and a mere arrow wound did not affect him at all.
Prince Yan was practicing swordplay in the yard, with the sword in his right hand.
He takes some time every day to practice martial arts, so when he is busy with official duties, his mind will not be too tired and he will be full of energy.
Chen Wei stood under the eaves of the courtyard, watching Prince Yan wielding a sword with great power.
It’s really handsome.
Prince Yan was not wearing a coat, and a white tourniquet was wrapped around his left shoulder, revealing his gorgeous abdominal muscles. As he danced with the sword, sweat slid down his shoulders and neck and passed through his strong abdominal muscles, which was a very pleasing sight.
Shen Wei secretly sighed, to some extent, King Yan and Shen Wei were both "curl kings", each with their own way of curling.
Sword practice is over.
Shen Wei walked down the steps and stood on tiptoe to wipe the sweat off King Yan's face.
"Your Highness, aren't you afraid of disturbing the wound?" Shen Wei said in a reproachful tone, as if she was helpless.
She did not stop Prince Yan from wielding swords and guns. As a fellow student, Shen Wei deeply understood one thing: the student hated others disturbing him the most.
King Yan said in a hoarse voice: "Change the medicine for me."
Chen Wei's cheeks quickly flushed: "Okay..."
The maid brought in the ointment and daily clothes and quietly left. Shen Wei used scissors to cut the hemostatic bandage, then wet a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off King Yan's body bit by bit, her movements very gently.
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