Chapter 580 I couldn't bear to see her tired.
Madam Han gently patted her hand, "Yan'er, this matter has been resolved. You just need to focus on your pregnancy."
Han Yan'er nodded.
Madam Han added, "We owe this all to His Highness the Crown Prince. Once you're feeling better, you must go and thank them properly."
Han Yan'er wasn't surprised, her eyes smiling, "It just so happens that I also missed my sister-in-law."
Mrs. Han got up and covered her with the blanket. "So, you need to take good care of your health."
Han Yan'er looked at the empty bowl next to her after drinking the medicine, "I take the medicine that Dr. Xu prescribes very carefully. I should be able to get better soon."
Mrs. Han put away the empty bowl, comforted her until she fell asleep, and then left.
Du Wanchun spent the entire afternoon soaking in the lotus pond in the palace, and then fell asleep on a rattan chair by the pond.
When I woke up again, it was already evening.
She turned to the side and discovered that Zhou Ruiyuan had returned to the palace at some point and was lying beside her.
Du Wanchun quickly shrank back, afraid of waking him.
To everyone's surprise, Zhou Ruiyuan, who had been keeping his eyes tightly closed, suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms. "Awake?"
Du Wanchun buried her face in his chest, smelling the scent of herbs on him, and felt a warm glow in her heart. "Yes, I've been waiting for you here for a long time."
Zhou Ruiyuan whispered in her ear, "I know, I just wanted you to rest here by yourself."
Du Wanchun lifted her clear eyes from his chest, "What about Feifei and Mianmian?"
Zhou Ruiyuan gently brushed her long, ink-black hair. "Mianmian is all grown up now. She has Hai Qingyang and Mr. Yuan looking after her. As for Feifei, are you worried that the wet nurse I carefully selected won't take good care of him?"
Du Wanchun buried her face in her hands again. She knew that Zhou Ruiyuan was taking such good care of her because he saw that she had fainted from exhaustion yesterday.
She reached out and gently put her arm around Zhou Ruiyuan's waist.
Zhou Ruiyuan was lying on his side, his lower back was exposed, and Du Wanchun's small hand was on it, scratching him like a kitten's paw.
He suddenly felt a tickle in his heart and hugged Du Wanchun even tighter.
Du Wanchun's hand froze, not daring to move again. The Qinglian Pond was open to the public; if something were to happen here, it would be extremely improper.
She didn't want her husband to be labeled as "blinded by lust" before he even ascended the throne.
Zhou Ruiyuan loosened his grip on her slightly and whispered in her ear, "You don't need to worry about your second brother and sister-in-law anymore. They can handle it themselves."
Du Wanchun smiled and said, "I know."
Zhou Ruiyuan smiled slightly, as if holding her like this was the happiest thing in the world. He looked languid and content.
Du Wanchun felt a rare sense of ease from him.
She moved her hand that was on his waist back a little, wrapped it around his waist, and hugged him tightly.
As night deepened, the two of them fell asleep on the rattan chairs by Qinghua Pond, thankfully it was warm there.
When I woke up, it was already the next morning.
The Han family sent someone to the palace to deliver a message that the person who plotted to murder the Second Princess had been found and that General Han would personally handle the matter.
Zhou Ruiyuan immediately told Du Wanchun about it.
Du Wanchun returned to the East Palace and had the eunuchs deliver the prepared medicinal herbs to the Han residence.
At noon, Du Wanchun and Zhou Ruiyuan arrived at the emperor's bedroom, a place they visited approximately every three days.
People say that His Highness the Crown Prince and his wife are so filial that they move Heaven, and the Emperor often weeps in the middle of the night.
However, they did not know that the emperor's tears were not because of them.
When Du Wanchun entered, she saw that the Third Prince and Aunt Zhou were already there.
They come almost every day.
"Father, Mother," Du Wanchun called out to them.
Aunt Zhou turned around and said with a smile, "I heard from Ruiyuan yesterday that you weren't feeling well. Are you feeling any better now?"
Du Wanchun walked towards them, saying, "I'm just tired, there's nothing wrong with me."
Aunt Zhou was relieved. She and the Third Prince were drinking tea there, while the Emperor, lying on the bed, could only watch them longingly, listening to Du Wanchun calling out to her parents, and then he trembled with anger a few times.
The Third Prince quickly advised, "Brother, don't be angry. If you get angry again, you might really die."
The emperor was afraid of death, and these words actually calmed him down.
Du Wanchun almost burst out laughing when she saw this.
The emperor is now half-dead here, and he sees the Third Prince and Aunt Zhou being all lovey-dovey every day, and slowly things are actually getting more harmonious.
He seemed to have gotten used to them being by his side, his eyes darting around all day, his mind full of vicious ideas, but he was powerless to do anything about it.
This is similar to how palace eunuchs used to go to brothels; they were truly powerless and could only watch helplessly as these people manipulated them.
At this moment, Du Wanchun told Aunt Zhou about Han Yan'er's situation.
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