Seeing that Lanqin looked worried, Chunxi stepped forward and asked softly, "Your Highness, what's wrong? Why do you look so troubled?"
Chunxi enjoyed Lanqin's deep trust and had always been Lanqin's right-hand woman; otherwise, she wouldn't have kept Xueying from leaving when discussing such a private matter with her. However, this didn't mean Lanqin could tell Chunxi about her insightful observation. After all, not everyone was like the Fourth Prince. So Lanqin sighed softly, shook her head, and said slowly, "It's nothing. I'm just a little tired. I've gotten used to living in Huizhou, and I'm not quite comfortable in the palace."
Upon hearing Lanqin's words, Chunxi said no more, "Then let's help Your Highness to rest."
Lanqin didn't want to stay there either, so she nodded and asked Chunxi to help her to rest. As Lanqin lay on the bed, she kept thinking about everything around her. She felt very happy, but at the same time, she was also afraid. She was afraid that she would lose her loved ones one by one: her husband, son, grandson, granddaughter, and daughter-in-law.
She had become completely immersed in it, in this dynasty, in this time and space, and she could not extricate herself from it. From the very beginning, she knew what the fate of those around her would be. Although sometimes she wanted to change it, sometimes she was powerless, because their fates were all written in history.
Thinking of Yonglian playing in the courtyard, so adorable, to her in the 21st century, Yonglian was nothing more than a prince who died young, appearing in history books. Before she time-traveled, she only felt regret for Yonglian, but the cold words 'died young' written in the history books were like a knife carved into her heart.
Yonglian is already four years old. How many more years can he live?
Lanqin could only sigh, but she couldn't say these words to the Fourth Prince. She had to bear it all alone. Now, she just wanted to cherish this precious time so that the Fourth Prince could enjoy the joy of having a house full of children and grandchildren, and not be like her, looking at the lovely Yonglian and thinking that they would lose Yonglian soon.
She didn't know how long she had slept, but when Lanqin woke up, she saw the Fourth Prince already sitting in front of her. "Your Majesty..."
Seeing Lanqin about to get up, the Fourth Prince reached out and helped her up, asking with some grievance, "Why did you sleep alone? You didn't even call me to come and rest with you."
Lanqin smiled. Hearing the grievance in the Fourth Prince's words, she found it somewhat amusing. Lanqin realized that the Fourth Prince was becoming more and more dependent on her. "Your Majesty, I am a little tired. Just now Your Majesty was discussing matters with Hongli, so I will not bother you any longer."
Thinking of Hongli, Lanqin asked with some doubt, "Where is Hongli?"
"He has already returned to Chonghua Palace with his family."
Upon hearing what the Fourth Master said, Lanqin said nothing more and got up to prepare to wash up. The Fourth Master helped Lanqin put on her boots and helped her to the dressing mirror.
Lanqin smiled at the Fourth Prince, picked up a comb to comb her hair, but the Fourth Prince took the comb from Lanqin's hand and said softly, "Let me comb your hair."
Upon hearing Fourth Master's words, Lanqin's smile deepened. When the two of them were in Huizhou, Cui Niang was no longer by Lanqin's side, so Lanqin sometimes combed her own hair. Once, Fourth Master had a sudden urge to comb Lanqin's hair himself. After that, Fourth Master often combed Lanqin's hair, so this time Lanqin didn't refuse and nodded in agreement.
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