Chapter 860 A Dream of Youth 392
Thunder and rain fell outside the window, and amidst the rumbling, Princess Baochu finally awoke. Xie Ning followed the old physician Qiu out, giving them space to talk.
Green leaves turn yellow in autumn, and one can hear the sound of rain under the corridor.
The old physician Qiu glanced at the maid in the distance and sighed silently, "Lord Xie, this... is not easy to treat."
If it were just a physical problem, they could still try their best. But if it's a heart-wrenching illness, and the patient has already decided to die, even a great immortal would be of no use.
Xie Ning remained silent, her gaze falling on the little princess nestled quietly in her maid's arms in the distance. Even as a child, she could no longer rouse a mother's will to live.
"I'll give the young princess some calming medicine."
Xie Ning saw the fear in the little princess's eyes, then raised his hand and gently rubbed between her eyebrows. The faint scent of medicine wafted into her nose, and the little princess's tense body slowly relaxed.
As Xie Ning withdrew her hand, he subconsciously reached out and grasped Xie Ning's slightly rough fingers.
It's so heartwarming. The little princess held Xie Ning's hand tightly, not wanting to let go.
Xie Ning lowered his eyes and tried to reach out. The little princess immediately hugged him obediently, her little hands wrapped around Xie Ning's neck, getting closer little by little. She was still a little scared, her body trembling from time to time. She was frightened.
Surrounded by servants, Xie Ning carried the child and walked slowly along the corridor. As if sensing the tranquility, the little princess gradually relaxed.
Inside the room, Princess Baochu leaned against the Empress Dowager's chest, a rare smile appearing on her face, a smile of relief and liberation mixed with a hint of sorrow and guilt. "Mother, can Baochu be selfish just this once?"
The Empress Dowager's lips trembled. "Baochu... can you stay for your mother's sake, for Yunshu's sake? Your mother will take you back to the palace, okay? Please don't let your mother, an old woman, bury her young son..."
"Your son is unfilial."
"No, our Bao Chu is the most filial and sensible person. He is praised by the court officials and the people of the world."
Yan Xi met Princess Bao Chu's gaze and forced a smile. She suddenly realized that sometimes, the praise of the world can be a double-edged sword.
"Is there anything you wish for, Aunt Baochu? I will find it for you."
Princess Baochu took a long time to recover before she managed to speak, "Could you please let the Lu family go? Just send them away from afar."
Yanxi knew that Princess Baochu was kind-hearted, and that her actions were not entirely for the Lu family, but also for the future of the royal family, herself, and her child. If the Lu family were to be convicted, it would be a stain that would follow her child for the rest of his life.
After all, Prince Consort Lu was Yun Shu's biological father.
The Empress Dowager wanted Princess Baochu to leave in peace, so she was about to agree, but Yanxi stopped her, saying, "Aunt Baochu, I will not let the Lu family off the hook. They received the royal favor and the wealth and honor brought by the princess, but they neglected, mistreated, and even humiliated you. They need to pay the price for this."
Royal majesty is inviolable.
Seemingly knowing what Princess Baochu was worried about, Yanxi sat closer and patted Princess Baochu's hand.
“Aunt Baochu, the candle has burned out. You have done enough. From now on, not only you, but also the other princesses, will not need to conspire together.”
Yan Xi's promise has two meanings: first, she will no longer use princess marriages to win over various forces; second, her future heir will also be a princess.
She never considered passing the throne to her future son. They had gone through so much to get to where they were, and if there was no empress to continue the line, everything would collapse.
Princess Baochu seemed to understand Yan Xi's implication, and she did not mention the Lu family again.
She simply watched as Princess De'an, her hair disheveled, rushed over. "Sister, if there really is a next life, will you invite me to ride horses again? I will definitely go."
Princess De'an usually glared at Princess Baochu with a look of disappointment and frustration, but today, she didn't even dare to look at Princess Baochu.
Her younger sister, who was plump and lovely since childhood, is now lying on her bed, emaciated.
She really wanted to draw her sword and kill that mother and child!
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