Chapter 370 I will definitely avenge you
"Alright, alright, let's eat first." Grand Tutor Zhou rose shakily.
Jiang Wan Ning immediately got up to help him. As the two walked out, Jiang Wan Ning said, "Grandpa, why did you suddenly give me this?"
Grand Tutor Zhou said in a deep voice, "Don't think that just because I'm not in court, I don't know anything about things."
"The entire harem is now controlled by that little girl from the Song family, and the Prince of Langya in the military camp has been sidelined, with little actual power left in his hands."
"Otherwise, given the nature of the Prince of Langya, once he learns of his father's killer, he will surely kill him and seek revenge immediately."
“But he didn’t. Why is that?” Grand Tutor Zhou looked at Jiang Wan Ning with a doting expression. “Isn’t it because there are too many things on his mind in the capital right now?”
"All these concerns are because of you. He can't fight to the death for fear of implicating you."
"But the longer this drags on, the worse it will be for you."
"Grandfather..."
“Grandfather knows,” Grand Tutor Zhou didn’t give Jiang Wan Ning a chance to speak. “You don’t want your grandfather to worry, but you can’t hide these things from him.”
"Although you have a very good relationship with that girl Zhizhi, she is, after all, a princess of the Western Xia Kingdom."
"If we rashly send troops to help, it will likely be even more disadvantageous for you, and it may not be a good thing for her either."
"Also, I've heard that Tuoba Wenjing from Western Xia has been quite restless lately. You should tell Zhizhi to be careful."
“Your mother is my only child. Ever since you married the Prince of Langya, your maternal grandfather knew that this day would come and began to make plans for you.”
“I know you are a rare talent among your peers, both in terms of your wisdom and kindness, but your grandfather has been around for a few more years than you.”
“Grandfather,” Jiang Wan Ning pouted, “could it be because you have such strong tastes?”
"Hahahaha...you little rascal."
The grandfather and granddaughter chatted and laughed all the way to the kitchen, where Jiang Wan Ning had just finished her meal with Grand Tutor Zhou and was about to leave.
Zhou Taifu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood onto the entire table.
"Grandfather!" Jiang Wan Ning exclaimed in alarm, rushing to check Grandfather Zhou's pulse. "Grandfather, how are you?"
"Grandpa!" Uncle Zhao rushed in as soon as he heard the voice.
Jiang Wanning took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of Zhou Taifu's mouth. "Grandfather, let me help you to bed first."
He then said to Steward Zhao, "Go and get the medicine box quickly."
"Yes." Butler Zhao was about to get the medicine box.
Grand Tutor Zhou said weakly, "No need."
Jiang Wan Ning looked anxiously at Zhou Taifu.
Grand Tutor Zhou laughed and said, "I'm almost ninety years old, and I've lived enough."
"Grandfather, you'll be alright, you'll be alright." Jiang Wan Ning frantically checked Grandfather Zhou's pulse.
Grand Tutor Zhou smiled and reassured him, "It's useless."
Jiang Wan Ning didn't believe it and kept checking her pulse, but the pulse was weak, indicating that the poison had entered her lungs and internal organs, and there was no cure.
"How is this possible? This is impossible!"
"Uncle Zhao, what exactly happened?"
Steward Zhao knelt on the ground with a thud, "Your Highness, the old master..."
Butler Zhao paused for a moment before speaking, "A few days ago, His Majesty sent someone to deliver some pills to the old master, saying that the pills could strengthen his body."
"I hope the old man is in good health."
"Actually, the old master always knew that this was Consort Chun's idea, so that the old master could be the one to test the medicine."
“The previous pills were not fatal, until yesterday, when Consort Chun sent pills in His Majesty’s name and demanded that the old master take them in front of him.”
"Why didn't you tell me?!" Jiang Wanning roared.
"This old servant wanted to tell you from the beginning, but the old master wouldn't allow it. The old master said that only when he died could Xiao Yu lower his guard against you."
As he spoke, Butler Zhao wiped away his tears.
"The old master has lived his whole life amidst the treacherous intrigues of the court. This time, he risked his life to ensure the safety of you, Your Highness, and your mother."
Jiang Wan Ning cried as she tightly grasped Grandfather Zhou's aged hand, tears streaming down her face like pearls falling from a broken string. "Grandfather, why did you do this?"
"Ningning would have a better way, why are you..."
Grand Tutor Zhou slowly raised his hand to wipe away Jiang Wan Ning's tears. "Silly child, even if you don't eat this, I am already old. The imperial physicians have diagnosed me before, and I don't have much time left to live."
"It's just that I wanted to do something helpful for you before I died, so that my grandfather could close his eyes in peace."
"I'm going to find my mother right now." Jiang Wan Ning was already flustered and disoriented.
Grand Tutor Zhou held my hand tightly, saying, "Your mother is narrow-minded. Don't tell her about this. Just say that I've reached a certain age."
Grand Tutor Zhou forced himself to explain a great deal more.
Finally, she slowly closed her eyes and lay on Zhou Taifu's body, crying her heart out. She hadn't even noticed for so long.
She hadn't even noticed it just now.
But it wasn't until he took his grandfather's pulse that he realized even a celestial being couldn't save him.
Steward Zhao knelt down and took a few steps forward to the bedside, holding back his tears. "Master, don't worry, I will come to keep you company after I have finished the things you entrusted to me."
He then took out a letter from his pocket. "Your Highness, this is from the old master."
Jiang Wan Ning forced herself to get up, took the envelope, wiped her tears with her sleeve, and opened it with trembling hands.
On it are written the words Qingchuan and Yiyue.
"These are the names the old master has chosen for your future child. If it's a boy, he'll be named Qingchuan; if it's a girl, she'll be named Jiyue."
Tears had soaked the letter. Jiang Wan Ning held the letter to her chest and curled up on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.
'Creak.' The door was opened from the outside.
Pei Yanchuan rushed in, looking flustered, and immediately went to Jiang Wanning, "Ningning."
Pei Yanchuan held Jiang Wanning in his arms, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, I'm just a step too late."
Pei Yanchuan held Jiang Wanning tightly in his arms and looked up at Zhou Taifu on the bed.
“Your Highness, now is the time to lay the old master to rest in peace,” said Steward Zhao. “The old master has already prepared everything for himself in the storeroom in the backyard.”
After a long while, Jiang Wan Ning finally stopped crying and raised her head. Pei Yan Chuan reached out and wiped her red and swollen eyes.
"Your Highness, what brings you here?" Jiang Wanning asked, trying to appear calm.
Pei Yanchuan pulled her into his arms with heartache, "Ningning, you don't have to put on such a strong act in front of me. If you want to cry, just cry."
"After court today, Her Majesty the Empress sent someone to deliver a message to me, saying that the people from Mingyue Palace left the palace last night. She is afraid that Song Zhuran wants to harm you."
After saying that, Pei Yanchuan gripped Jiang Wanning's shoulders tightly, "Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you."
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