She has been tortured till now.
It was only in the past few days since I woke up from my coma that I felt a little bit of comfort.
But even if she was relieved, Concubine Jing's daily greetings were a torture for her, so she exempted Concubine Jing from paying her respects, avoided her all the time, and even planned how to deal with her.
She didn't understand why she had this inexplicable feeling, but now, she heard what Xu Jinghuai described about luck and the person who stole luck.
She finally understood.
I understood the feeling of having my energy drained away, it turned out that my luck had been taken away.
So Concubine Jing was actually the one who could steal other people's luck, not only hers, but also the emperor's!
Thinking of the emperor, a hint of tenderness and obvious worry appeared in the queen's eyes.
Your Majesty...
No wonder His Majesty has been aging rapidly in recent years.
There is always an unconcealable weakness and fatigue in his words and actions, just like myself a few years ago!
turn out to be!
She suddenly looked at Xu Jinghuai.
"Huai'er, your father."
"Mother, we must deal with Concubine Jing as soon as possible."
Xu Jinghuai saw his mother's worries, and he had the same worries in his heart.
My father is the monarch of a country, with great luck and stability as a mountain. However, due to my mother's illness in recent years, he has been in poor spirits and gradually became weak. According to Yan Yunshu, his luck has loosened, which naturally gave the person who stole his luck an opportunity to take advantage of it.
As he thought about this, he thought of Yan Yunshu again.
For a moment, I found myself actually believing what Yan Yunshu said.
As I thought about it, I actually felt a little bit of longing in my heart.
Miss her.
Thinking of Yan Yunshu.
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The dining hall of the prime minister's residence.
Yan Yunshu followed Wen and was having dinner with Prime Minister Yan, Old Madam Yan, and Aunt Zhu.
The scene was silent, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet.
Only Wen was speaking softly to Yan Yunshu.
"Shu'er, this dish was specially made for you by your mother. Please eat more."
"Shu'er, is it delicious?"
"Shu'er, come and try this soup. It was made by your mother herself."
In front of Yan Yunshu, there were several extremely expensive dishes and soups, but on the large table, there were only a lot of ordinary dishes.
But Mrs. Wen insisted on emphasizing that she had ordered the kitchen to prepare all the food for Yan Yunshu.
It was a sideways reminder to them not to extend their chopsticks in front of Yan Yunshu.
The meaning is clear at a glance.
Although Prime Minister Yan and Aunt Zhu were angry, they dared not say a word and had to pretend to be very kind on the surface.
Old Madam Yan couldn't hold it in any longer, and said sarcastically, "Mrs. Wen has a plan."
As he spoke, it was obvious that he wanted to classify Yan Yunshu as a member of the Yan family and thank Wen on Yan Yunshu's behalf.
It was also a disguised way of telling Mrs. Wen that Yan Yunshu was a member of the Yan family no matter what, and the person she, Mrs. Wen, treated and tried to please with such care was her granddaughter and a member of the Yan family.
Of course, Wen understood the deeper meaning of Madam Yan's words, but she just used a gentler approach to save face and vent her anger.
In response to this, she did not respond directly, but continued to look at Yan Yunshu with a smile.
"This is my daughter-in-law's precious daughter, who was born after ten months of pregnancy. Naturally, I have to treat her with all my heart."
When it comes to carrying a baby for ten months and giving birth to a child,
He even emphasized his tone.
Old Madam Yan’s smile remained on her face. She chuckled a few times and continued to eat the food in front of her.
But his gaze was still looking greedily at Yan Yunshu.
Minister Yan watched the two of them going back and forth, and the atmosphere became increasingly heavy. He quickly stepped out to act like a good person, "Madam, eat your food."
As he spoke, he picked up a piece of food for Wen with a gentle smile on his face.
When Wen saw Yan's face like this, she felt a strange feeling in her heart.
Yan Feng's acting skills were so good that he had deceived her for so many years. If he had no intention of hurting her children, she could just let him continue to deceive her like this.
But Yan Feng, you should never, ever think of hurting your children!
How can I bear the pain of hurting my children? I wanted to break up with you right away, but things haven't been done yet. I still have to play this show with you.
Mrs. Wen thought about it, took the dish from Yan Feng, and smiled happily, "Thank you, husband."
Then, she looked at Yan Yunshu and said, "Shu'er, finish the soup your mother made for you. It's very good for your health if you finish it!"
After finishing speaking, Wen raised her eyes and smiled at everyone, "You said, right?"
Everyone smiled apologetically.
A smile appeared on Yan Yunshu's lips. She didn't expect that her mother was quite good at being annoying.
In the dining hall, the fragrance of osmanthus and the aroma of food were everywhere.
Aunt Zhu stood by and joined in the laughter with a very forced smile.
She could smell the soup. It must be the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum that Mrs. Wen had used to stew a soup for Yan Yunshu. Ganoderma lucidum has the effect of strengthening the body and prolonging life, so it is suitable for older people. But now, in order to make the soup suitable for the taste and physique of children, Mrs. Wen only stewed one-third of it, and the amount of soup was especially small, only a small bowl.
Out of ten points of effectiveness, only one point was exerted.
This is such a waste of resources!
How wonderful it would be if I had given it to my own Yaoer! It was just a pity that poor Yaoer had received ten beatings and was bedridden. She could only use the most common supplements and could not even use the inferior bird's nest.
She could only secretly use the money that Wen had given her for the jewelry to buy some on her own, and then secretly make them for Yan Shuyao. How could she not be angry!
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