God was unfair. First, she lost her husband in middle age, and now she has lost her son. One of her two sons died and the other was disabled.

Aunt Jiang's mood changed several times in a short period of time, from nervous to relieved and then to secretly happy. Her face was always gentle and she said in a soft voice: "Aunt, don't worry. I will take good care of my cousin."

"You are not feeling well. Go back and have a good rest as soon as possible, or else your health will collapse before your cousin does."

Aunt Jiang spoke to the lady dowager with great consideration.

"Minshan, thank you for your hard work!" The lady was very pleased and felt that Jiang Minshan was the only one who could share the hardships with her son, unlike Shen Zhi, who could only share the wealth but would flee separately when disaster struck.

Chu Lingxiao, who was lying on the couch, became so angry that his eyes turned bloodshot when he heard this, and he screamed, “Ah ...

However, he could not utter a single clear word, and the lady-in-waiting simply thought that her eldest son was feeling upset because of the stroke.

The lady wiped her tears with a handkerchief and comforted Chu Lingxiao, saying, "Lingxiao, don't worry, mother is fine."

"You will get better! Close your eyes and have a good rest. I will come to see you tomorrow."

The lady really couldn't bear to see her eldest son in this state, so she hurried away with the support of Nanny Wang, not noticing that Chu Lingxiao, who had fallen on the couch, became even more excited, and the blue veins on his forehead were about to burst out from under his skin.

After seeing off the lady, Aunt Jiang slowly dismissed everyone else and stayed alone in the room to accompany Chu Lingxiao.

When she looked at Chu Lingxiao again, her eyes turned cold, indifferent, disgusted, no longer as gentle as before.

Chu Lingxiao stared at Aunt Jiang with his bloodshot eyes. Scenes from the past ten years flashed through his mind and his body trembled slightly.

The woman he once loved the most actually poisoned his tea! She was so cruel! He had always kept her at the top of his heart! Aunt Jiang seemed to know what he wanted to say, and smiled and said, "This is so good."

Her voice was still as gentle as spring water. Even if someone heard this sentence at this moment, they would not suspect that she had poisoned Chu Lingxiao.

“Eh…Eh…” Chu Lingxiao’s eyes widened even further, his emotions were beating wildly, and his face looked ferocious.

She wanted him to die, but he just wouldn't die!

He must live, he will definitely get better! Damn this vicious woman Jiang Minshan!! "Actually, I should have done this a long time ago. It's my fault that I couldn't do it before." Aunt Jiang smiled softly, so happy and so happy.

It's enough now. Shen Zhi and Chu Lingxiao have divorced, and Chu Yunmu has changed his surname to Shen Yunmu. He will no longer compete for the title of the Chu family. Moreover, with Shen Qianchen as his sister, Shen Yunmu's future will definitely not be bad.

Then, the title of Marquis Yongding can only belong to Chu Yunyi.

Aunt Jiang gently tucked the corner of his quilt and whispered, "You don't want to die, right?"

"Don't worry, I won't let you die."

Yes, it was good that Chu Lingxiao was not dead. He was now living like a ghost, so Chu Yunyi did not have to observe mourning and could continue to pursue his career. Otherwise, wouldn't it delay his career if he observed mourning for three years? This was the best. She no longer had to worry about Chu Lingxiao attacking Chu Yunyi again.

She wouldn't let him die, but she wouldn't let him get better either.

Aunt Jiang's smile deepened, and she swore softly, "Don't worry, I will stay with you."

Always be with him! The spring breeze outside the window gently blows the peach tree, and a few petals are blown off the branches by the wind, floating down to the ground with a little willow catkins, which has a bit of the artistic conception of "the hyacinth is blowing the willow catkins".

The branches of flowers swayed in the spring breeze, making rustling sounds, as if they were whispering to each other.

That afternoon, the news that Chu Lingxiao had suffered a stroke and was paralyzed also reached the palace. Jiang Yuan relayed it to Shen Qianchen's ears, and even Amber was shocked.

Shen Qianchen: “?”

Chu Lingxiao is only in his thirties this year, how could he have a stroke? Although this is not impossible, Shen Qianchen still feels that Chu Lingxiao's stroke came a little suddenly.

"Do you know what's going on?" Shen Qianchen put down the brush in his hand and lowered his eyes to look at the "Peach Blossom Picture" he had just painted on the table, the ink was not yet dry.

Jiang Yuan also guessed that Shen Qianchen wanted to know the truth, so he answered in detail: "Today, Chu Lingxiao went to the Shen residence to find Madam Shen in the morning, but Madam Shen did not let him in. Later, when Commander Pei went to the Shen residence, he happened to run into Chu Lingxiao. They didn't say a few words, and Chu Lingxiao went back to the Chu family alone. Not long after he returned, news came out that he had a stroke. The Chu family also invited several doctors to come to the house."

Shen Qianchen: "..."

She just let it go after hearing it. Whether Chu Lingxiao was alive or dead, as long as he didn't do anything stupid to offend her, she didn't bother to care about the Chu family's affairs.

While the master and servant were talking, a tall and straight figure walked towards them through a peach blossom forest with a leisurely pace, and slowly walked into Shen Qianchen's sight.

Rays of sunlight passed through the branches of the peach tree and softly fell on Gu Jue, as if peach blossoms were blooming on his robe.

That handsome face became even more dazzling in the sunlight, even the peach blossoms blooming beside him seemed to be eclipsed.

The spring breeze blew gently, and the peach blossoms on the tree fluttered down the branches. Countless pink petals fell like a drizzle, landing on Gu Jue's hair, clothes, and shoes.

"Qian Chen."

He called her name, his voice was like the warm spring breeze, like flying petals, gently falling on the tip of her heart, as if an invisible thread was pulling at her mood.

When he approached, he seemed to bring with him the fragrance of peach blossoms, rich and fragrant.

"What?" Gu Jue asked sharply.

Shen Qianchen told Gu Jue about Chu Lingxiao's stroke. She was just chatting with Gu Jue. Gu Jue suggested, "Let the imperial physician take a look."

Shen Qianchen: "..."

Shen Qianchen raised his eyebrows in surprise, Jiang Yuan was also a little surprised, and they both felt that this was not like Gu Jue's style.

Gu Jue saw what she was thinking at a glance, touched her head, and said calmly: "In four months, you will be coming of age, you can't be in mourning at this time."

By August, the national mourning was over, and Gu Jue didn't want to delay Shen Qianchen's coming-of-age ceremony because of Chu Lingxiao's sudden death. Even if Shen Qianchen changed her surname to Shen, Chu Lingxiao was still her biological father.

Shen Qianchen didn't care about her coming-of-age ceremony, but Gu Jue and Shen Zhi did, and they all said they wanted to hold a grand coming-of-age ceremony for her.

Because of their thoughts, Shen Qianchen also began to look forward to her coming-of-age ceremony.

"Yeah." She responded with a smile that revealed a pair of sweet dimples. She immediately told Jiang Yuan to find an imperial physician to go to the Chu family and see Chu Lingxiao.

Jiang Yuan had long been thinking about leaving quietly, and now he left with a clear conscience.

It was a picture of a peach forest under the setting sun. A few peach blossoms in the corner were dyed bright red by the setting sun, forming a sharp contrast with the man in snow-white clothes in the peach forest.

Even without asking, Gu Jue knew that she was drawing himself.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly and he laughed. He stretched out his hands from both sides of her body and supported himself on the desk. He lowered his head slightly and put his cheek against hers. A few strands of his long black hair fell down and brushed lightly across her bulging chest.

The cool aura from him enveloped her in an instant.

Shen Qianchen relaxed and leaned back slightly, snuggling up to Gu Jue. His movements were extremely natural, and it seemed as if there was a small boat named happiness swaying and floating happily in the lake of his heart.

The spring breeze blew up their clothes and hair; the sunlight stretched their shadows long, entwining them together, inseparable.

Shen Qianchen looked at their shadows cuddling together, pursed her lips and smiled, and asked casually, "Is it beautiful?" She was asking about the painting, her eyes were full of confidence, waiting for his praise.

Gu Jue didn't answer. He leaned over and pecked her lightly on the corner of her lips. Then he picked her up and sat on the stool in front of the desk, letting her sit on his lap.

"It looks good." He said with a smile, his words were ambiguous, and his cold voice was a little lazy, but it actually had a unique temptation and charm. A few strands of cool hair touched the skin on the side of her neck.

Shen Qianchen felt a little itchy on the side of his neck and wanted to smooth his hair away, but after grabbing it in his hand, he was reluctant to let go and started to play with his hair mischievously.

After her careful care over the past few days, his hair became darker and shinier!

Well! It’s all my own credit!

Shen Qianchen thought happily, and played with it more confidently, unwilling to let go. His slender white fingers rolled his hair in circles, and out of the corner of his eye he saw her in the shadow doing the same thing.

Gu Jue looked at her smiling face and smiled.

She always showed a maturity far beyond her age, so he liked her childish behavior. This childishness, which was only shown in front of her, represented a kind of intimacy different from that with others.

When he was with her, Gu Jue always felt relaxed, as if all the fatigue of the day had been swept away.

After quietly enjoying the silence for a moment, Gu Jue suddenly broke the silence and asked, "I just went to see the prince. How well can his injury heal?"

Over the past few days, Gu Nanjin's injuries have been visibly improving. In the beginning, he was lying on the couch in danger of death, and the Crown Princess didn't even dare to close her eyes. Gradually, his injuries stabilized, and the scars on the wounds healed. Now Gu Nanjin can get out of bed and walk around, but he starts to gasp for air after only a few steps and coughs frequently.

The imperial physicians also examined Gu Nanjin every day, and their conclusions were similar to Shen Qianchen's. The prince's lungs were injured, and he could only take care of himself slowly in the future, and he could not get too tired.

How Gu Nanjin managed to survive from the brink of death was witnessed by everyone from the Crown Princess to the imperial physicians, and they were all in awe of Shen Qianchen's medical skills.

Facing Gu Jue, Shen Qianchen did not hide anything and said frankly: "The prince was injured too badly. This time, he barely saved his life because of my help. It is absolutely impossible for him to recover to his original state."

The current prince is like a tree that is about to be hollowed out by termites, too fragile to withstand any heavy blows.

"Because of the injury to his lung lobe, he will be more likely to have chest tightness and shortness of breath in the future, and it may also affect his heart and other internal organs. Moreover, he must not overwork himself, otherwise his life span will be shortened."

"Especially when the weather is cold, you have to take extra care of your body. If you get typhoid fever, you will be more likely to get lung diseases such as tuberculosis than ordinary people."

"However, if he takes good care of himself and doesn't work too hard, he should have no problem living past forty. I can't say for sure about what he will live after that."

Just like tuberculosis is described by many people as a disease of the rich, the prince now suffers from a disease of the rich. If he were in a poor family, he might not survive this year. But in a family like the royal family, he can be fed with all kinds of precious medicinal herbs and be carefully cared for by imperial doctors.

The warm wind blew gently and softly, and the peach blossom petals fluttered over in the wind, and some of them fell on the desk, the painting, and the inkstone.

The surroundings were quiet for a moment, and Gu Jue said softly: "Gu Yuanjia is only four years old."

Shen Qianchen understood what he meant. The emperor's eldest grandson was only four years old. A four-year-old child was too young. It was impossible to tell anything now, and it was unknown whether his future would be good or bad.

A country cannot have a young ruler.

The spring scenery is gentle and beautiful. As the sun sets, the peach blossoms on the treetops tremble gently, as if they are yawning lazily.

In silence, Gu Jue said again: "The prince just had a frank talk with me."

"He said he didn't want to take the throne."

"..." Shen Qianchen blinked, and blinked again.

Although she did not take the initiative to take care of state affairs, Gu Jue never hid anything from her when he discussed matters with others, so she learned a lot from him and knew a lot about state affairs.

Although Da Qi seems stable now, the situation is actually very complicated. The late emperor just passed away, and in such an inglorious way. There are still many old ministers left by the late emperor in the court, all of whom are like Kang Hongda, and all of them need to be purged.

The court of Da Qi was like a scarred person, many of whose wounds had already festered. The wounds had to be cut open, the rotten flesh removed, and the pus squeezed out in order to heal them.

This is an internal problem.

In addition to the Great Qi, there are also the surrounding barbarians, Japanese pirates, etc. who are eyeing and waiting for an opportunity to strike. These are external threats.

Next, after the new emperor ascended the throne, he needed to defend the country from foreign aggression and maintain domestic stability. It would take several years for Da Qi to achieve stability.

But the Crown Prince's health cannot be damaged, and the Emperor's eldest grandson just turned four this month. Given Da Qi's current situation, it is impossible to support a child to ascend to the throne.

It is said that when the monarch is weak, the ministers are strong. Establishing a young ruler will only make the court and the people more unstable and lay unnecessary hidden dangers.

Shen Qianchen pursed his lips and muttered, "None of the prince's brothers are worth mentioning."

Her words naturally included the second prince Gu Nanzhao.

The fourteen-year-old girl with double buns naturally acted like a person who could rule the country, which made Gu Jue chuckle.

That's true.

The prince was well taught by his royal grandfather, but even so, his temperament was a little too soft for an emperor.

But the other princes, such as Gu Nanzhao, were all of a bad kind, and several princes under the Sixth Prince were too young to tell whether they were good or bad.

(End of this chapter)