Qingyun Courtyard.
After lying in bed for a while, Nanqianyue realized she couldn't get up, especially since her groin was in excruciating pain.
"Father, please forgive my rudeness, I cannot get up to greet you..."
"Lie down quickly, lie down quickly." Nan Xiang reached out to stop her from getting up, sat on the soft stool by the bed, his expression showing both worry and resentment.
"I am already aware of this matter. Qian Yue, rest assured and recover from your injuries. I will definitely find out who harmed you and will never let you suffer injustice for no reason." Nan Xiang's voice carried an undeniable air of authority.
He couldn't let anyone bully his daughter, whom he had finally found.
Looking at the face she had seen since childhood, and knowing full well that it was not the same person, Nan Qianyue couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. "Father, please don't overwork yourself."
"Prime Minister, the eldest and second young ladies have arrived," the old woman announced from the outer room.
Nan Qianyue composed herself slightly and smiled, "Let my sister in."
Nan Kezhi walked in with a smile, carrying a bowl of hot soup. She first bowed to Nan Xiang before looking at Nan Qianyue with concern.
"Elder sister, how are you? This is a nourishing soup I made for you, the temperature is just right." Every move she made was gentle and dignified, leaving no room for criticism.
"My sister is so thoughtful." Nan Qianyue gestured for the old woman to take the tray.
Nan Xiang looked at Nan Kezhi and nodded with satisfaction, "Kezhi is so sensible, she knows to come and visit her elder sister."
He paused, then his expression suddenly turned stern. "Unlike that brat, who doesn't care about his older sister at all!"
"Go, tell Nan Yichu to wait in the study!" Prime Minister Nan sternly ordered the servant.
"yes."
After the servant left, Nan Kezhi spoke up for her younger brother with a hint of worry, "Father, I suppose my brother is busy with his studies and doesn't know about what's going on with my elder sister."
Nan Xiang snorted, "Then I'll definitely test him carefully later to see what he's been busy learning."
Throughout the entire southward migration, Yue simply smiled and didn't say a word.
It's unclear whether Nan Xiang's personality is genuine or not.
"Qianyue, you should rest well. Your father still has some matters to attend to." Nan Xiang stood up.
"Alright, Granny Wang, see Father off."
...
The Fifth Princess, who was in a bad mood in Lanyue Tower, was called back by the nanny who served Yang Guifei.
At this moment, she was kneeling in the center of the inner hall of Changchun Palace, her face full of fear.
Beneath Yang Guifei's dignified and elegant exterior, on the imperial chaise lounge, lay a heart burning with barely concealed rage.
"How could you be so stupid, letting someone find a loophole and pin such a huge label on you!" Yang Guifei looked at her own intellectually challenged state and was filled with disappointment and frustration.
The Fifth Princess raised her head bitterly, "Mother, I just wanted to embarrass that girl who moved south, but I never expected her to be so hated, and to be harmed halfway through her journey."
"You still have the nerve to talk back!" Consort Yang was furious. "You are a princess, why bother arguing with a mere court lady? If she really displeased you, you could have just given her a warning at the palace banquet. Why did you have to personally go out of the palace? Foolish!"
"Now look what's happened! The news has reached your father's ears. You, the one who arranged the meeting, can't escape responsibility. Even if His Majesty knows you don't have such scheming intentions, he will still think you are foolish and unlikable because of this. As your mother, I have also failed to discipline you properly!"
The fifth princess was on the verge of tears, "What should we do, Mother? I just felt that the Southern Migration Emperor had a terrible reputation and was not good enough for the Imperial Uncle, that's why..."
"Shut up!" Consort Yang slammed her hand on the table and stood up, storming over to the Fifth Princess. She wanted to slap her, but she couldn't bring herself to do it.
Suppressing her anger, she earnestly advised, "Listen carefully, don't get involved with Prince Anzheng in any way, otherwise your father will be angry, and neither you nor I will have a good ending!"
The Fifth Princess pouted and tears streamed down her face. "Why, Mother? My Imperial Uncle is so powerful. He has protected Dongling for more than ten years..."
"Qin Yuedie!" Consort Yang roared, silencing the Fifth Princess. She reached out and pinched the Fifth Princess's chin, gritting her teeth as she said, "I don't want to hear these words a second time. If you want to be a good Fifth Princess, stay far away from Prince Anzheng."
The Fifth Princess was frightened by Yang Guifei's appearance. She nodded blankly, "...Yes."
Consort Yang released her and stood up straight. "Lock up the Fifth Princess. No one is allowed to release her without my permission. Anyone who disobeys will be beaten to death!"
No sooner had the Fifth Princess been dragged away than her twin brother, the Fourth Prince, arrived.
"Why is Mother so angry?" The Fourth Prince had roughly heard what his sister had done.
Consort Yang sighed softly, "You all really make me worry myself sick."
The fourth prince helped Yang Guifei sit down and squatted down next to her, trying to say something good about his sister.
"Mother, my little sister is naive and doesn't know..."
"You think you're so clever?" Consort Yang lowered her eyes and looked at her own son with undisguised contempt.
The fourth prince choked, unable to speak properly.
“Mother, I know what you’re worried about, but my uncle is really not a power-hungry man, he…”
"Shut up!" Yang Guifei's blood pressure, which had just come down, spiked again.
Did Prince Anzheng bewitch her children? Why are they all clinging to him? If the suspicious emperor finds out, who knows what kind of trouble he'll cause to torment her and her children.
"Get out!" Consort Yang didn't want to see the monstrous child she had given birth to.
The fourth prince felt a little aggrieved, but dared not say it, "...Then I will not bother Mother Consort any longer."
After seeing off the two unsatisfactory children, Consort Yang could finally rest for a while, but no sooner had she lain down than the eunuch came to report again.
"Your Highness! Your Highness! The head maid from Prince Anzheng's residence has arrived!"
Consort Yang wanted to smash the jade carving beside the couch, but she held back and forced a smile, saying, "Please let the nanny in."
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