"Lord Chen, I am merely feeling unwell; I have not been confined. You are all overthinking this," Ulanara said after a moment's thought.
When Lord Chen heard the Empress say this, the bit of backbone he had just mustered softened again.
After seeing that Ulanara had finished speaking, Lanqin said to Lord Chen, "Lord Chen, I think you should go back and report to them that Her Majesty the Empress is indeed unwell. You can rest assured."
Seeing that the Empress only appeared to be slightly unwell, Lord Chen and another official, Lord Luo, decided not to inquire further and instead paid their respects to the Empress and took their leave.
The Thirteenth Prince quickly greeted the Empress and Consort Xi and took his leave before leading the two officials out.
"The Empress's choice this time is correct. If Your Majesty continues to see things so clearly, I will also allow Your Majesty to spend your later years in Jingren Palace in peace." Lanqin stood up from her seat and said to Ulanara, who was already showing signs of fatigue.
"I have done what you asked me to do. Now, can you make me feel better?" Ulanara was getting impatient; she hadn't smelled anything pleasant all day.
“Of course. Cui Niang, from now on, let our Empress enjoy a comfortable life in Jingren Palace.” Lanqin said to Cui Niang behind her as she helped Chunxi walk out.
"Yes, Your Majesty, rest assured, this servant will make sure Your Majesty is very comfortable," said Cui Niang, curtsying.
Lanqin returned to Changchun Palace and asked a palace maid to loosen her hair, as she had too many ornaments on it.
At this time, Princess Qing'an requested an audience. She would come here almost every few days to pay her respects to Lanqin. Lanqin had grown accustomed to her visits.
"Your Highness, you look very tired. Let Qing'an give you a shoulder massage." Qing'an walked to Lanqin's side and naturally offered to massage her shoulders.
"Alright, I love it when you give me a shoulder massage while you're at your greetings." Lanqin smiled gently. Since Wuxiha and Bechuk got married and had children, Lanqin hadn't felt the warmth of having her children by her side for a long time. Although Qing'an wasn't her own daughter, she was the Fourth Prince's adopted daughter and lived in Changchun Palace, making her practically Lanqin's adopted daughter.
"Your Majesty, have all the ministers left?" Qing'an thought Lanqin was still worried about the ministers blocking the entrance to Changchun Palace.
"Yes, they've all left. Qing'an, it seems like you haven't seen your mother in a long time. Should I summon her to the palace?" Lanqin asked casually.
"No need," Princess Qing'an said. "Qing'an is doing very well here, and Her Majesty treats her very well."
“How can that be the same? No matter how well I treat you, it can never compare to your mother,” Lanqin said.
"Since entering the palace, Qing'an has been Father Emperor's daughter. She can no longer think about Mother and Father all the time," Qing'an said, bowing her head.
“You don’t need to worry. I just feel it’s unnecessary. If you want to see me, you can still. Family ties cannot be disregarded,” Lanqin said.
"Really, it's not necessary, Your Highness. Did Qing'an do something to displease you?" Qing'an suddenly asked worriedly.
"My dear child, I was just thinking that you haven't seen your mother for a long time, how could I be blaming you?" Lanqin said with a smile.
"Qing'an thinks it's better not to see her, so that we don't have to separate again, which would be even more heartbreaking. Fortunately, in another year or two, Qing'an will be able to get married, and then it won't be so inconvenient to see Mother," Qing'an said obediently.
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