Chapter 28
Back in the underworld, Lingwu carried the lantern of the other shore across the River of Oblivion back to her Tower of Forgotten Sorrows, only to be followed by a little tail.
The Pavilion of Remaining Worries: where the past is put aside, and there is no more sorrow.
It wasn't until Lingwu hung the lantern in front of the Yiyou Tower that the little tail timidly spoke: "Lady Meng Po."
The Yiyou Tower opened at that moment because of the arrival of its owner.
The white dress swept across the threshold, and Ling Wu turned around with a gentle smile, "Come in."
After they were seated, Ling Wu smoothly served a cup of tea before looking at the cautious little girl.
What are your demands?
The little girl knelt before Ling Wu, imitating the ghosts of the underworld. "Yaya hopes to have parents who love her, and hopes that her older brothers and sisters will not die. If, if Lady Meng Po thinks my mother is not bad, could, could my mother hug me just once?"
The little girl clutched her beautiful palace dress, her big eyes looking timid.
"allow."
As soon as Ling Wu finished speaking, a piece of paper shimmering with light floated in front of the little girl, who slowly placed her hand on it.
Jinghong's pen trembled slightly, and Lingwu's eyes darkened. The young girl had clear eyes and knew that the affection those people showed her was all a joke.
"Drink it."
A teacup landed in front of the little girl. Her big eyes shone brightly as she reached out, took the teacup, and sipped it slowly.
"Thank you, Sister Meng Po." It's so sweet, so much sweeter than the tea she drank before coming to the underworld that made her stomach hurt.
She's only five years old and still has that innocent, childlike quality, yet she's already so well-behaved.
Lingwu got up and gently rubbed the top of her head, the light of the Jinghong Brush softly falling on the little girl.
Soon, the little girl nestled in Ling Wu's arms, her timid face gradually relaxing, and then she rubbed against Ling Wu.
Finally, she murmured softly, "Mother."
Where Bai Lingwu had been lying, she was no longer there; only a small white bead remained.
The shimmering little bead melted into Lingwu's palm the moment it touched her hand.
Then, a long-lost comfort and sweetness filled the soul.
Bai Chang handed over the extradition documents, saying, "My lord, he is not in the underworld for the time being."
Lingwu nodded in agreement, and the matter of seeking Yan Wang was temporarily put on hold.
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Before, there was an empress who traded her infant body for glory and wealth, and later she ascended the throne and enjoyed the worship of all people.
Now, she no longer seeks the throne, but only the hearts of the people.
As if possessed, Bai Mihan covered the baby's face with the blanket.
"If Mother can regain the Emperor's favor, Mother will definitely burn incense and pray to Buddha to give you a good next life." Although the voice was gentle, the terror in the words disgusted the listener.
"Your Highness! I'll only be gone for a short while, why are you having such wild thoughts again?"
The blanket covering the baby's face was pulled off by the newcomer in the next instant.
The first thing Lingwu saw was the face of a wrinkled old woman. The old woman was terrified and didn't even have time to look at Lingwu before she quickly carried Lingwu to the window and patted her back to help her catch her breath.
While coaxing her, the old woman said in a kind voice, "Your Majesty, even if you don't like the little princess, she still has half of the imperial blood flowing in her veins."
Bai Mihan lowered his eyes, his pupils dark and swollen. "I was just thinking about it. How could I dare to actually kill her? Ha."
"But if it weren't for her, why would His Majesty despise me so much? Wet nurse, tell me, were any of the Empress's people in the delivery room that day?"
"Your Majesty, watch your words!" The old woman could no longer remain calm this time. Her face turned cold, and she shouted sternly!
Bai Mihan was silenced by Lin Cui's rebuke. After a long while, she sat down with tears in her eyes and wiped them away with a handkerchief.
"Now you're even yelling at me, my wet nurse."
Bai Mihan is exceptionally beautiful; otherwise, she wouldn't have risen to the position of a concubine despite being an orphan.
Dressed in a flowing white gown, she wiped away her tears, resembling a delicate white jade fairy nurtured under the cool rain.
Seeing her like this, Lin Cui couldn't hide her heartache.
She had no children and devoted her entire life to Bai Mihan.
He watched her grow up, accompanied her into the palace, and helped her rise to the rank of one of the four imperial concubines, gain immense favor, and become a palace servant...
Yet, she watched helplessly as Bai Mihan transformed from an innocent and kind young girl into someone who lost herself for a man, becoming foolish and vicious.
But she felt only heartache, after all, she had long regarded Bai Mihan as her own daughter after so many years together.
Seeing her tears, Lin Cui sighed, "My dear Empress, if you want to regain the Emperor's favor, you must put away all your temper. Think carefully about why His Majesty was angry back then?"
Bai Mihan sobbed, "Was it me... who threw a tantrum and said he made me ugly?"
Lin Cui felt a sudden heart attack. Could this be something the Empress did when His Majesty came to visit her?
"It was you who insisted that the Empress had tampered with the delivery room that day, replacing the Emperor's bloodline, which caused His Majesty to storm off in anger!"
Bai Mi's cold eyes regained their clarity, filled with surprise. "So that's the reason... I thought it was because I had just given birth and didn't wash myself properly, so he didn't want to look at me. Thankfully, he didn't find me ugly, thankfully..."
Ling Wu could sense how frustrated Lin Cui was as she tried to calm her down, because Lin Cui was exhaling a heavy breath.
But the next moment, Lin Cui softened her heart. "His Majesty has not punished you, which means that His Majesty still has feelings for you. So from now on, as long as Your Highness takes good care of our little princess, His Majesty will surely favor you again. Also... from now on, Your Highness must never disrespect Her Majesty the Empress again!"
Bai Mihan bit her lip but didn't refute it again. She still refused to look at Ling Wu, and simply waved her hand: "I'm tired today. I'll play the loving mother again tomorrow."
She turned away as soon as she finished speaking.
Lin Cui knew her temperament, so she sighed and carried Ling Wu to the side hall.
Just as Lin Cui placed Ling Wu on the small bed, her hand, which was about to tuck the blanket around her, stopped in mid-air when she saw Ling Wu's fair and lovely little face.
On that delicate skin, so fine that a light touch could leave a red mark, there were a few red marks. The little face that Bai Mihan had just covered tightly was now slightly purple.
But that couldn't hide her beauty; she looked like a little fairy.
She poured her heart into it, wanting only to hold it dear in her palm.
Seeing the red marks on Ling Wu's cheeks, Lin Cui felt extremely distressed and, for the first time in her life, felt some displeasure towards Bai Mihan.
The little prince is still so young, how can his mother be so heartless?
"Your Highness, please be good. From now on, this old servant will definitely protect you and our little prince from harm."
Lingwu closed her eyes.
Still a two-month-old infant, because he was not loved by his mother and did not receive proper care, he was as thin as a kitten.
Furthermore, with her eyes closed at this moment, it was as if she were about to disappear from this world.
Lin Cui felt a pang of heartache and quickly scolded the palace maids beside her, "Why aren't you calling the wet nurse over? If the little prince goes hungry, you'll all be in for a beating!"
"yes!"
When Lingwu regained consciousness, she could clearly feel that her body had recovered some vitality and was not as tired as before, but she was temporarily unable to control her body.
Lin Cui, standing to the side, still had her brows tightly furrowed.
Ever since the young prince was almost smothered to death by the Empress yesterday, his face has been devoid of any emotion.
Even if she hadn't cried or laughed before, she shouldn't have stopped moving altogether.
The only sign that the young prince was still alive was the long eyelashes fluttering in his large, obsidian-like eyes.
Lin Cui felt both soft-hearted and distressed.
"Mama Lin, Her Majesty said to take the little princess to her for a look."
Lin Cui frowned. The little princess had just finished drinking milk, and if she picked her up now, she might spit up. Not only would spitting up be uncomfortable, but she might also choke.
Even adults suffer from choking, let alone such a small baby.
She was about to refuse when Bai Mihan, who was waiting in the main hall, grew impatient and came to the side hall himself. "Why are you taking so long? What's so precious about it? Just bring it here!"
He was about to reach out and snatch it when Lin Cui quickly stopped him.
"Your Majesty, the little princess has just finished drinking milk. If you pick her up, she might vomit all over you."
With just one sentence, Bai Mihan withdrew her hand in disgust.
Seeing this, Lin Cui breathed a sigh of relief and then said kindly, "Your Majesty, look at the little prince, he looks just like a little fairy."
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