Fortunately, there was no one around, so everyone spoke freely.
"Speaking of the title of county princess, she was just lucky to have it. She had the luck to get it, but not the fortune to enjoy it. It's pitiful to think about. Although we sisters are not county princesses, at least we are still alive. Thinking about it this way makes me feel much better."
The girls felt a sense of belonging and nodded in agreement.
"However, have you noticed that the one from Litingyuan has never been in good health? I heard when she was little that she had a brush with death, and she still is. My mother said that women with weak constitutions have difficulty conceiving, and she looks like she has little fortune; she's not good at having children." An Xia'er spoke of An Yuan'er's gossip with great enthusiasm and excitement.
Several of her girlfriends chimed in, "Who says otherwise! Although she is outstanding in appearance and of noble birth, the fact that she cannot bear children means that even ordinary families, let alone wealthy ones, would not be willing to marry a girl like that."
“Our sister Xia’er is different. She’s strong and healthy with a rosy complexion; she’s obviously very fertile. We sisters are all around the same age, and I heard that Grandmother has already started choosing husbands for us. What kind of man does Sister Xia’er like?”
An Xia'er blushed, thinking of that fleeting glimpse on the Cloud Viewing Platform. Back then, so many girls were in love with him, and she was just one of the most insignificant among them.
"Sister Xia'er is blushing; she must have someone in her heart. Let me guess who it is? I bet it's Lord Lan from the Imperial Observatory. Lord Lan is a young and talented man with an extraordinary demeanor. I once saw you writing Lord Lan's name in your room!"
An Xia'er's secret was exposed, and her face burned. She chased after An Mo'er and hit her, saying, "You little hussy, how dare you make fun of your sister! Take this!"
The sisters were making a ruckus.
An Piao'er watched coldly from the side. She didn't take her younger sisters, who were not born of concubines, seriously; they were no match for her. Lord Lan was the most favored newly powerful figure in Shengjing, and even if he were to marry, he would marry a legitimate daughter from a prestigious family.
An Xia'er didn't even look at herself. Whether in looks or talent, she wasn't the best. A mere concubine's daughter dared to dream of marrying Lord Lan! An Piao'er found it laughable!
However, these people couldn't stop her, so she let them go.
Her gaze slowly shifted to the east. That was where her greatest nemesis in this life lay.
Over the years, they have faced each other many times, but An Piao'er has never won against her, not even once.
An Piao'er was unwilling to accept defeat. One legitimate daughter of the An family was enough.
Although she was ill, An Piao'er had a persistent, uneasy feeling that she wouldn't die so easily. This was an intuition that An Piao'er didn't want to have.
*
Night fell.
An Yuan'er was still unconscious. An Chaoli summoned all the doctors again that night. This time, An Chaoli had to take extraordinary measures. No matter what it took, he had to save her.
As a last resort, we had to resort to forced medication combined with acupuncture. However, this was undoubtedly painful for the little girl.
While the doctors were still engaged in a heated discussion, a different scene unfolded elsewhere.
Inside Chenyang Palace.
"Master, you haven't eaten or drunk anything for two days. If this continues, your health will be ruined. Have you forgotten Miss An's instructions before she left, that you should eat and sleep properly?"
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