That day, after having lunch as usual, the Fourth Master was tired after finishing his landscape painting, and soon went to take a nap.
However, unlike the Fourth Master who was fast asleep, Lanqin was having trouble sleeping. She sat in the hall, looking out the window at the flowers that were about to wither, and sighed deeply.
Although the Fourth Master has been following her recuperation plan and relaxing well recently, his headaches have not recurred.
However, Lanqin was still very worried. After all, the Fourth Prince's current leisurely life was only temporary. When he returned to the palace, he would still be faced with endless political affairs.
Life in the Yuanmingyuan Garden now is only a temporary solution; if he returns to the palace, the Fourth Prince's headaches will still flare up.
Thinking about these things, Lanqin became very worried. Although she had been here for so many years and the events recorded in the history books had happened one by one, Lanqin gradually realized that the wheels of history were slowly moving forward and would not change because of her actions.
Just like the death of the Thirteenth Prince, despite her best efforts to change and stop it, the result was still the same.
Although she knew the ending, Lanqin felt powerless to change it, and sometimes she even wondered whether knowing what would happen in the future was a blessing or a curse.
Although she knew long ago when the Fourth Prince would pass away, Lanqin was still very afraid.
Seeing Lanqin's worried expression, Cui Niang felt very sad. She looked at Lanqin and slowly comforted her, "Your Majesty has gone to great lengths for the Emperor. The Emperor has seen all your efforts. His health will be better soon."
"You don't need to comfort me. The Emperor's health is actually starting to decline. This is the only way we can get him to rest," Lanqin said slowly with a deep sigh.
However, Lanqin, who was a time traveler, knew very well that this year was the year the Fourth Prince would pass away, but Lanqin could not tell Cui Niang this.
Having lived here for so many years, Lanqin understands very well what fate is; the path is irreversible. The word 'fate' is something she cannot change.
But now, the man she had loved for almost her entire life was walking down this path of fate. How could she possibly stand by and watch the Fourth Prince leave so suddenly?
Lanqin was unwilling to give up, and the closer the time came, the more afraid she became. She simply did not want to see the Fourth Master suddenly die.
So she secretly resolved to keep the Fourth Prince occupied, to make him gradually fall in love with the life of "eating, drinking and having fun," and to leave political affairs to Hongli and the Seventeenth Prince.
That way, Fourth Master might live longer, and they could spend more time together.
Thinking of this, Lanqin clenched her hands, took a deep breath, and made up her mind to keep Fourth Master here for as long as possible.
After a while, Lanqin remembered the Taoist priest she had asked Cui Niang to invite, so she looked at Cui Niang and asked, "Has the person I sent to invite the Taoist priest returned with any news?"
Cui Niang replied, "Not yet, no one has reported back so far."
Lanqin's Taoist priest is the same one who saved the thirteenth prince from the brink of death, allowing him to compose poetry in the mountains and live peacefully for five years.
Therefore, before Lanqin left the palace, she ordered someone to send a letter to the Thirteenth Prince's wife, Zhaojia, asking her to invite the Taoist priest who had treated the Thirteenth Prince years ago and lived in seclusion in the Zhongnan Mountains.
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