“That’s not necessary.” Jiang Ying dodged politely.

Siyu was so surprised that her mouth opened like an egg.

What? Did His Royal Highness hug a girl last night?

How do you hold it? Are you holding it horizontally or vertically?

By the time Siyu came to her senses, the two people in front had already walked far away. She hurriedly caught up with them, carrying the medicine box she used to scare them.

The old lady and the three Yuans had packed up and were waiting at the door. It looked as if the whole family was going to send Jiang Ying to the front line to fight!

"Yingying, the palace is not like home, you are the boss." Lian reluctantly took Jiang Ying's hand.

However, he secretly glanced at Yanzhuo many times.

The meaning is obvious, so let Yanzhuo take it into consideration.

Anyway, no matter what, the two of them are destined to have a child, and they are also the couple who have been engaged.

Yan Zhuo understood and nodded secretly to the old lady.

Don't let Jiang Ying see it.

He knew that Jiang Ying had a strong sense of self-esteem, and he agreed mostly for Madam An's sake.

I guess Ying'er doesn't need his help at all.

Qi Ren drove the carriage over, and the old lady knew they had to leave, as the early morning court session was no joke.

So he glanced at Jiang Shang and said, "Why don't you take it out quickly?"

Jiang Ying was stunned for a moment, "Grandma, what do you want father to get?"

Lian smiled and winked, "Good stuff."

Turning to face his son, his smile faded, he snorted, "If you don't give it to Yingying, are you planning to give it to the fake one at home?"

"What are you talking about, mother? Sister Lin will be moving out in a few days, so what can I give her?"

The two of them chatted back and forth, completely arousing the interest of everyone else present.

Even Jiang Yuanyi couldn't help but be curious, "Dad, what on earth is this? Hurry up and take it out!"

Jiang Shang rolled his eyes at him and said, “You little bastard, you favor Yingying just like his grandmother. You’ll know what it is soon, when you cry.”

After saying this, the next moment, Jiang Shang took out something wrapped in red silk cloth from his arms.

It's very neat and looks like a brand.

When Jiang Shang peeled back the silk cloth layer by layer, everyone could see clearly that it was actually a pure gold plate with the Chinese characters "Free from Death" engraved on the plate.

It was obviously the golden medal of immunity from death bestowed by the late emperor!

Jiang Shang touched it, feeling a little reluctant, but still resolutely handed it to Jiang Ying, "Sister Ying, accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger. You take this with you, it will also be a layer of protection."

Jiang Ying's eyes widened. "Is this... too expensive?"

The legendary golden medal of immunity from death!

She glanced over and saw that her three brothers were also shocked. They were not shocked that Jiang Shang gave the death-proof gold medal to Jiang Ying, but that the Jiang family actually had this thing?

But on second thought, countless generations of the Jiang family have sacrificed their lives for Nan Zhao.

Of these brothers, one was poisoned and blinded in order to protect the emperor, and the other became insane after hitting his head in order to save the prince. It seems reasonable to give them such a golden medal of immunity from death, right?

The three brothers looked at each other and immediately got used to it, their expressions returned to normal.

Jiang Ying was still worried about their thoughts. After all, the gold medal of immunity from death was more of an heirloom than a family heirloom. Even if it was not enshrined in the ancestral hall, it should at least be passed on to one of the sons, right? Giving it to a girl was unprecedented!

But before Jiang Ying could refuse, the three Yuans became extremely anxious.

Jiang Yuanyi, "Sister, what are you standing there for? Take it quickly."

Jiang Yuanchen, "No matter how hard it is, nothing is more important than being alive..."

Jiang Yuanlang, "Is it because Daddy's masculine smell is too strong and you feel uncomfortable? Give it to me, I will wash you and make you smell good!"

Jiang Shang: "..." You are really my good son!

So Jiang Ying had no choice but to accept it.

Thinking that this time he entered the palace, it was mostly to save the Jiang family. Although he never thought about repaying them, Jiang Ying was still very happy to receive such a reward.

So much so that in the carriage, while admiring the golden medal of immunity from death in his hand, he unconsciously hummed a little tune.

Yan Zhuo raised his eyebrows, "It's just a sign, is it worth you being so happy?"

Jiang Ying raised his head and smiled, with a faint pear-shaped vortex on his cheek. "I don't think I will need it, but I am still very happy to have this sign. Your Highness, guess why?"

Hearing this, Yan Zhuo pondered for a moment before speaking, "Because of deep love?"

This represents the Jiang family's love for her.

Jiang Ying nodded, "That's one reason, but there's another most important one that the prince hasn't guessed."

"What?" Yan Zhuo was curious.

Jiang Ying threw the gold medal into the air, grinning like a mouse hoarding rice, "This is not easy, it's gold! It's very valuable!"

"If I ever get down and out, I might even cut it off and exchange it for silver."

Yan Zhuo, "..."

This is the first time I see someone using the golden medal of immunity from death in this way. I wonder what the emperor who gave the golden medal would think if he heard it in the underworld!

Unfortunately, the underworld is far away, but the emperor's eyes and ears are close.

So when the court was dismissed, the emperor specially kept Yan Zhuo.

While looking through the memorials of the ministers, he asked, "I heard that Duke Jiang gave the golden medal of immunity from death to his newly adopted daughter and brought her into the palace?"

The sunlight shines through the window frames, casting mottled spots of light.

Yan Zhuo's face was half in the light and half in the shadow, and it was impossible to tell his emotions. "Your Majesty, Duke Jiang is only concerned about the safety of his beloved daughter."

"Oh." The emperor sneered, "According to what you said, my palace is really more terrifying than a flood or a beast?"

Yan Zhuo lowered his eyes, "As for Your Majesty, of course, I am not afraid. Because Your Majesty is the king of the palace, the entire palace is under your control. But Jiang Ying, she is just a simple little girl."

Hearing this, the emperor slowly raised his head and stared into Yan Zhuo's eyes with a smile.

Yan Zhuo had no expression on his face. "What did I say wrong?"

"Haha, brother, you say she is a simple little girl? I don't think so. She has extraordinary medical skills, is smart and cunning, and even the imperial concubine who never trusts anyone easily asked to let her enter the palace. A woman like this must not be timid, and she must have the ability to protect herself."

There is no rebuttal to the words.

Of course he knew that the emperor was right.

But the palace is too complicated.

It is easy to dodge a spear, but hard to guard against an arrow from the dark.

She had the golden medal of immunity from death in her hand, so she was more relaxed.

After a moment, the emperor stood up and stretched.

"Let's go to Yuntai Palace and see how your master and my concubine are getting along."

After the two of them entered the palace together, Yan Zhuo went to court, and Eunuch Huang took Jiang Ying and gave her directly to Concubine Chen.

I thought the emperor kept him here to discuss important political matters, but I didn't expect...

"Why, you don't want to go?" The emperor straightened his clothes and crown, tilted his head, and deliberately teased Yan Zhuo, "Okay, the concubine is in a heavy condition, it is inconvenient for her to see outsiders."

After saying this, he lifted his foot and walked away.

As a result, Yan Zhuo caught up with him after a while, "Your Majesty, I just remembered that I have a string of Bodhi beads in my hand that was given to me by someone else and blessed by Master Xuanyin. This thing is warm and auspicious, and it would be perfect to give it to the pregnant concubine."

The emperor stopped and held out his hand: "Well, it is indeed good. Give it to me and I will pass it on to you."

Yan Zhuo took a step back and said, "The gift is insignificant but the sincerity is precious. I'd better present it myself."

"Haha...you...you..." Didn't the emperor know that Yan Zhuo was pretending? He was actually interested in Jiang Ying instead of the wine!

However, Prince Yan, who had always been serious and reserved and kept people at a distance, was suddenly completely controlled by a woman. The emperor felt that this was a good feeling.

Then... just be a spectator watching the show.

So they were so excited that they walked briskly.

He has been busy with government affairs recently and has not seen Concubine Chen and the baby in her belly for several days.

When the two arrived, Jiang Ying was checking Concubine Chen's pulse.

The person standing next to her was none other than the Imperial Physician Hu, whom Concubine Chen had always trusted - Hu Xinglin!