"What else can we do?"
No one else is as cunning as a child.
Besides, if Wuya Chenglin wants to become the head of the palace, she must have a reason that the emperor has no choice but to grant.
Her gaze slowly deepened as Wu Ya Cheng Lin stared intently at Yin Yu, who was walking at the front, pondering when would be the best time to leave.
She doesn't have many chances; this is her only chance today, and she can only succeed, not fail.
"Walk!"
She lowered her head and whispered something, then ignored Jing Ci beside her and walked out on her own.
Upon seeing this, Jing Ci was so frightened that he quickly caught up and carefully placed his hand on Wu Ya Cheng Lin's arm.
"Wait, who are you?"
As Yinyu walked, he urged Wuya Chenglin on. He looked up and saw her walking over from the side. He asked her with a curious expression.
"I am Consort Wuya, greetings to the Sixth Prince."
Oh, you too.
After looking Wuya Chenglin up and down for a few moments, Yinyu puffed out his cheeks and replied with a "Good day."
Although Yinyu was somewhat arrogant, he still knew how to respect the concubines in the harem. He greeted them politely and then instructed the servants following behind him to speed up.
The two groups passed each other. Wuya Chenglin's lips twitched slightly. "Follow me."
Jing Ci didn't speak, but instead took a turn and walked onto a path that led in the opposite direction but to the same destination.
...
"That person just now, the wet nurse, do you know her?"
Yinyu was held in the arms of a tall, strong servant and began to chat with his wet nurse about Wuya Chenglin.
The child had sharp eyes; he only glanced back casually but noticed the displeasure on his wet nurse's face. Remembering it and seeing no one else around, Yinyu's curiosity got the better of him, and he simply asked.
The wet nurse nodded and then shook her head. She was a servant, but she knew how to speak and act.
What is often overlooked is that a person's subjective emotions can affect their tone of voice.
The wet nurse had a bad impression of Wuya Chenglin, which stemmed from Tong Jia Rongyue's daily complaints.
So even though the wet nurse spoke in a proper and respectful manner, what she was really saying was that she disliked and looked down on Wuya Chenglin, implying that the other party was no good and that the prince should stay away from her, because if he got too close, the Imperial Concubine would be unhappy.
Yinyu: ...
Yinyu couldn't help but purse his lips, hummed in agreement, and then lowered his head without saying anything more.
Thinking that the prince had finally behaved, the wet nurse breathed a sigh of relief. However, her relaxation caused her to overlook the unnatural look on Yinyu's face, which sowed the seeds of a terrible disaster that would follow.
The group walked along the path and around the shady trees, and their destination, the 'Variety Garden', came into view.
It was well past the park's opening time; the main gate was wide open, and the air was filled with the scents of various wild animals.
This is considered a unique feature of the summer palace, where all sorts of birds and beasts are kept. These were all tributes specially presented by local officials to please Emperor Kangxi. Some were placed in the animal garden of the Forbidden City, while others were placed in the surrounding palaces and villas.
The imperial concubines didn't really like coming to such places, but children like Yinyu always liked to come and join in the fun from time to time.
"Quick, put me down."
Yinzhen struggled to jump from the palace maid's arms to the ground, then shook off her arms and ran inside.
Because he had been coming so frequently lately, the servants in the Hundred Beasts Garden all recognized Yin Yu. The wet nurse and others didn't think that Yin Yu would get into trouble here, so they chased after him more slowly than before, completely ignoring what Tong Jia Rongyue had Qian Li relay before she left.
Just then, when a terrifying scream suddenly rang out from in front, the wet nurse and the others were all stunned.
What? Something's happened!
"Something happened? What happened? Explain clearly, what exactly happened to Yu'er!"
Upon hearing that Yinyu, who had gone out to play, had gotten into trouble, Tong Jiarongyue immediately stood up from the couch.
With a serious expression, Tong Jiarongyue looked at Qianli, who had come to deliver the message, and kept urging her on.
Qianli was also extremely anxious. She didn't know what had happened to Yinyu. The palace maid who returned was terrified. She had only asked one question before she started crying. She vaguely remembered that the palace maid mentioned Consort Wuya. Qianli could only describe the situation on Yinyu's side based on the fragmented information.
"Master, the matter is not yet settled. Please wait, let's..."
"How can we slow down? We've involved Consort Wuya, who is pregnant!"
Tong Jiarong interrupted Qianli's speech, her whole demeanor becoming unusually agitated as she circled the main hall.
Qianli: ...
Qianli lowered her head and shut her mouth, her eyes filled with fear.
"When will Yu'er be back?" After a while, Tong Jiarongyue couldn't help but ask again.
Qianli replied, "They said it's already on its way."
The palace servant who rushed over first brought a message, then said that the young prince had been sent back. In short, the information was very confusing, to the point that Qianli couldn't make sense of it at the moment.
“No, I can’t wait any longer,” Tong Jia Rongyue said, and walked out.
Seeing this, Qianli hurriedly chased after her. Oh dear, her mistress hasn't changed her clothes yet; it's too impolite for her to go out like this.
Tong Jiarongyue didn't care about being impolite; her mind was completely focused on her son.
Yinyu was her lifeblood; if anything happened to anyone else, nothing could happen to Yinyu. He was her and Tongshi's future hope, and the continuation of her vision.
She had only run a few steps out of the main hall when she ran right into Yinyu, who was being carried in.
Her wide pupils involuntarily contracted as Tong Jia Rongyue looked at the large amount of blood on Yin Yu's body, and she immediately collapsed to the ground.
Behind her, Qianli, who had followed out, exclaimed in surprise and reached out to help Tong Jiarongyue up from the ground.
"Master, Master?"
Qianli gestured to the palace servants who were carrying Yinyu and dared not leave to hurry into the hall, while asking Tongjia Rongyue if she was alright.
A perfectly healthy person suddenly falls down without any warning; anyone would panic in that situation.
Tong Jiarongyue seemed not to hear Qianli's words, standing there blankly without responding, which made Qianli even more alarmed.
The situation with the young prince is still unclear, and now their master is in trouble. Could today be the day that Jingren Palace will be destroyed?
"Master, Master?"
She tried calling out softly a couple more times, but when Tong Jiarongyue still didn't respond, Qianli had no choice but to tentatively lead her into the house.
Just as she turned around with her people, Tong Jiarongyue suddenly came back to life.
Suddenly shaking off the arm restraining her, Tong Jia Rongyue turned and ran towards the main hall, shouting, "What's wrong with Yu'er? Quickly, summon the imperial physician!"
"Ouch! Master, please slow down and take care of yourself."
Qianli chased after them, and the two of them entered the hall while calling out to each other.
Tong Jia Rongyue pushed aside the palace servants surrounding Yin Yu, went up to him and grabbed his wrist, her eyes unable to stop her from looking him up and down.
If there are no wounds and no bleeding, then how come there are patches of blood on my body?
"Speak! Explain to me in detail how Yu'er got the bloodstains?"
Tong Jiarong glared fiercely at the flustered wet nurse beside her, her eyes filled with a hatred that wished she could tear her to pieces.
The wet nurse knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for forgiveness, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty. It was my fault for not stopping the conflict between the young prince and Consort Wuya."
The blood on the young prince was from Consort Wuya's miscarriage.
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