Mu Junhan frowned: "What else does Your Majesty want?"
"Second Prince, Consort Shu is favored by the Emperor, so naturally she doesn't understand the misery of those of us who are not valued, living in the deep palace." Ruyan covered her face sadly: "Does the Second Prince understand?"
Mu Junhan: ...
"Your Majesty, please have some self-respect. I am merely a prince. Please save these words for when you see my father, the Emperor." Mu Junhan bowed respectfully.
He didn't give Ruyan a chance to speak at all, and strode towards the lake with Mu Qianqian.
"Second Prince." Ruyan saw him about to leave and hurriedly chased after him.
Because I was walking in such a hurry, I didn't even notice the stone block under my feet.
She leaned forward.
With a scream.
Ruyan uncontrollably fell into the river.
The two mandarin ducks in the middle of the river were so startled that they cried out and swam away side by side.
Mu Junhan, as if avoiding a plague, shielded Mu Qianqian with both hands and took a big step to the side.
"Oh no! Someone has fallen into the water!"
"Help! Someone's in danger!"
Mu Junhan glanced at Ruyan splashing in the lake and said, "What bad luck! The mandarin ducks have all been scared away. I'll bring you to see them another day."
Mu Qianqian seemed to understand his words, but looked unwilling.
When Mu Junhan brought Mu Qianqian back to Qiluan Garden.
Consort Shu just received the imperial edict.
Let her take Mu Qianqian with her to hunt on the Bashang Grassland.
Since Emperor Yuanwu granted her the right to assist the six palaces.
The once deserted Qiluan Garden is now bustling with visitors.
Aside from reviewing account books, Consort Shu spent most of her time dealing with the concubines in the palace.
Their flattering words are always the same few phrases.
What a lucky woman to have given birth to such a lovely princess for the Emperor.
Even more outrageous was their request for some kind of fertility secret.
Going to the Bashang Grassland is also a good option.
It's good to have a few days of peace and quiet.
In the evening.
Consort Shu was packing Mu Qianqian's things.
Consort Zhen entered: "Greetings to Consort Shu, may Consort Shu be blessed."
"Why has my sister come here?" Consort Shu looked up at her.
“Sister.” Consort Zhen sat down beside her. “It’s just that the Emperor issued an imperial decree saying we’re going hunting on the Bashang Grasslands, and I…”
Consort Zhen paused for a moment: "...I don't really want to go."
"Don't you want to go?" Consort Shu asked, puzzled. "Why?"
Consort Zhen seemed to have something difficult to say. She pursed her lips and glanced around.
"You may all leave," Consort Shu said softly.
Bin'er was the last one to leave.
After she left, she thoughtfully closed the door behind her.
They stayed in the room until only the two of them were left.
Consort Zhen then lifted her skirt, revealing her fair legs.
However, there was a noticeable bruise on his knee, which was quite gruesome.
"This..." Consort Shu's brow twitched. "What's going on?"
"On that day, I was forced to kneel in the Imperial Garden as punishment, and my knees bled. The next day, the Empress summoned me to the palace for a reprimand, and I had to kneel for another half day. It hasn't gotten better since, and now it hurts terribly if I walk just a few steps," Consort Zhen said helplessly.
"How could this happen? Has the imperial physician been consulted?" Consort Shu asked with concern.
"I've seen the doctor and prescribed medicine, but none of it has worked." Consort Zhen smiled bitterly. "It's not that I don't want to go, it's my leg..."
The two were talking.
Mu Qianqian's voice came from outside.
Consort Shu opened the door.
When Consort Zhen saw Mu Junhan, she was slightly taken aback.
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