Zheng Yong sat on the wall, watching Nan Yi leap over and enter, and said in a low voice, "Nan Yi, you really treat the Imperial Guards like decorations."
They even trespassed into the forbidden garden, becoming increasingly audacious.
Ah~
The sudden sound startled Nan Yi, causing her to lose her footing and fall from mid-air over the wall. Li Yi and Li Er were already inside the wall and could not be rescued in time.
"Master~"
Zheng Yong dodged and caught her. After landing, he couldn't help but laugh, "Your skills have declined, Nan Yi."
Nan Yi said angrily, "If you hadn't suddenly scared me, I would have fallen." She tried to stand up, but felt pain in her ankle.
"Ouch~ That hurts." Nan Yi hissed, frowning as she rubbed her foot, complaining, "Look what you've done."
"Sorry, I was just joking. I didn't mean to make you fall." Zheng Yong looked apologetic, squatted down, reached out and felt her foot, and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, you just sprained it."
Li Yi and Li Er peeked out from over the wall. "Master, is something the matter?"
Nan Yi waved his hand, "It's nothing. You two go find the Thirteenth Master. I won't go. I'll wait for you outside."
Li Yi and Li Er knew Zheng Yong, but they were not familiar with each other. Their master said that he was the number one expert in the palace. The two exchanged a glance and then withdrew.
Zheng Yong helped Nan Yi sit down on a rock by the roadside. Nan Yi asked in confusion, "How did you end up here? Is the Emperor going to release the Thirteenth Prince?"
"What a pipe dream! The Thirteenth Prince has committed a serious offense, and the Emperor will not be appeased anytime soon."
Zheng Yong understood the Emperor's feelings. The Thirteenth Prince had always been highly regarded by the Emperor, and the Emperor was heartbroken when he issued the decree to imprison the Thirteenth Prince.
During the days that the Thirteenth Prince was imprisoned, the Emperor had several sleepless nights and was very worried about him. Finally, he sent him to visit him.
"Oh, did he really do something wrong?" Nan Yi couldn't help but ask.
Zheng Yong wasn't fooled by her. He smiled and said, "The Emperor will decide on this matter. We have no right to comment."
Nan Yi found it amusing; the statement sounded awkward, neither saying that Thirteen was guilty nor that he was innocent.
The Emperor has made the final decision; he is the Son of Heaven, and whatever he says goes.
But from Zheng Yong's tone, she vaguely sensed something different; there seemed to be something strange about the inside story of Thirteen's imprisonment.
Nan looked up at him. "You, were you sent by the Emperor to visit the Thirteenth Prince as well?"
Zheng Yong smiled but remained silent.
Nan Yi instantly understood; even Old Master Kang felt sorry for the Thirteenth Prince.
As expected, the emperor's heart is unpredictable. He imprisoned his son, but was still worried and sent people to visit him. The thirteenth prince may not have known any of this.
She couldn't understand the father-son relationship in the imperial family.
"You must not tell the Fourth Master about your encounter with me here, nor about those two guards, or I will not be so polite."
The Emperor had his reasons for sending him, but he feared that some people might discover his intentions and ruin the Emperor's important plans.
Zheng Yong said it with a smile. Nan Yi saw the seriousness in his eyes and nodded, "I understand. I will tell them."
"Alright, let me take a look at your ankle. I'm afraid I'll have to use internal force to massage it, otherwise you won't be able to walk back today."
Nan Yi jokingly replied nonchalantly, "What's there to be afraid of? I still have you."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Yong's heart stirred, and a slight ripple appeared on his heart. He couldn't help but linger on that momentary feeling.
"Hey, why are your ears red?" Nan Yi exclaimed.
However, this guy was too good-looking for a palace attendant, with red lips, white teeth, fair skin, and thick, dark eyebrows.
Wow, her eyelashes are so long! And when she smiles, she has a dimple.
Down his neck, in his simple guard uniform, he exuded a touch of asceticism. He was handsome, it was just a bit of a pity.
Zheng Yong's ears turned even redder. He froze for a moment, his eyes slightly unfocused, then pretended to be nonchalant and rubbed his ears, glancing around. "It's too cold. By the way, when will your two bodyguards be able to come out?"
"I'll come out once I've finished my business," Nan Yidao said.
Inside the Forbidden Garden, Thirteenth Prince had no personal servants, but there were a few eunuchs doing rough work.
As a prince, Thirteen grew up in luxury, surrounded by maids and eunuchs. Now that he has fallen to such a state, eating coarse clothes and eating rough food, how can he possibly get used to it?
When Li Yi and Li Er went in, it wasn't just to deliver things; they always had to do other things as well, since it was a rare occasion for them to come.
After waiting in the cold wind for half an hour, Li Yi and Li Erfang came out of the forbidden garden. Zheng Yong massaged their sprained ankles with his internal energy, and they could barely walk.
Back at the manor, Nan Yi instructed Li Yi and Li Er not to reveal their encounter with Zheng Yong, otherwise, she could not guarantee what the imperial spies might do. Seeing the fear on their faces, Nan Yi let them go to Yinzhen to report.
Meanwhile, Yinzhen was talking with his wife. Although they were not arguing, both of them had angry expressions on their faces.
“An Lan has confessed that the safflower juice in her possession came from Granny Liu. Madam, I don’t want to suspect you, but I cannot tolerate Granny Liu.” Yinzhen said, suppressing his anger.
Nara was trembling with anger. "An Lan made a false accusation, but Your Majesty believed her and refused to give me a chance to explain. Liu Mama is my person. If Your Majesty wants to punish Liu Mama, isn't that because you suspect me? I have said that I do not know anything about the safflower juice. Liu Mama could not possibly have harmed Sister Li Jia. Where is that lowly servant? Bring her here so that she can confront Liu Mama."
“He’s dead,” Yinzhen said coldly.
Upon hearing this, Nala secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't understand how Li Jia's miscarriage could be linked to Granny Liu.
Could it be that Granny Liu acted on her own initiative?
The wet nurse was also confused. Whether Li Jiashi gave birth or not had little to do with her, yet she had unjustly aroused the master's suspicion.
Nara secretly resented that her wet nurse had acted without her knowledge; it seemed she couldn't protect her now.
Yinzhen was truly annoyed with his wife. She had changed; she was now competing with the concubines for favor, suppressing the secondary wives, and was no longer as kind and benevolent as before. She had completely lost the demeanor of a principal wife.
“Madam, Liu Mama will be dealt with by Su Peisheng. As for you, you failed to discipline her properly. I can let this matter go, but I do not want it to happen again.”
There was some truth in An Lan's words, but he didn't want to pursue it any further. As the head of a prefecture, it was sometimes better to remain ignorant about certain things.
Li Jia's health was damaged, and she was in very poor condition after the miscarriage. The imperial physician said that Li Jia was depressed, and if the depression was not resolved, it might lead to a chronic illness.
With nothing else to do, he decided to spend more time with her.
After Yinzhen left, Nara was so angry that her chest ached. She pressed her hand against her throbbing forehead, and her eyes were slightly red. Liu Mama, her wet nurse, had been with her for decades and had never left her. The two were as close as mother and daughter.
Li Jia's miscarriage must have been caused by the nanny secretly conspiring with An Lan to plot against Tong because she saw that Li Jia was depressed about Tong's return to the mansion.
They did it, but it left them with a handle against them. An Lan was useless, so they summoned Granny Liu and had her tortured.
The master has already stated that pleading is useless.
Nara was helped back to the small Buddhist hall by Linglong, where she chanted sutras and recited Buddhist prayers to find peace of mind.
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