"Where is Fourth Brother?" Heyue's voice was dry, and she didn't know what to say.
If something really happens to Honghui, he is the only legitimate son of Fourth Brother and Fourth Sister-in-law. What a huge blow that would be.
"I have already informed Father Emperor, and he has granted permission for Fourth Brother and Fourth Sister-in-law to return to the capital immediately. They have already left." Thirteen closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and inhaled the scent of her neck.
"Hopefully it's just a false alarm," He Yue comforted herself.
"Don't worry, Honghui has always been healthy. Perhaps the imperial physician made a mistake. He'll be fine in a few days," Thirteen said, putting his arm around her waist to comfort her.
He Yue nodded and gave a soft "hmm," her mind elsewhere.
After this incident, Thirteen was in no mood to torment Qiqige, and privately he waived her from riding and archery instruction.
Of course, as long as the two parties involved have no objections, the emperor will naturally not say anything, and the matter will be dropped.
He Yue was worried, so she secretly went to find the Eighth Prince's wife and asked him about Hong Hui.
The Eighth Prince's wife simply sighed: "Everyone has their own destiny, you don't need to be so persistent."
"Is it really impossible to change?" He Yue understood, but felt a bitter taste in her mouth. After all, she had watched Hong Hui grow up and loved him very much. She couldn't bear to watch him die like this.
The Eighth Prince's wife shook her head, her tone indifferent: "Not to mention that history cannot be changed, even if it could, you are here now, and it's beyond your reach."
"How will you know if you don't try? Does Sister really want to watch the Eighth Prince end up like that? Have you never thought of changing anything?" He Yue's eyes were clear and sharp, her tone aggressive.
He regretted his words as soon as they left his mouth, and saw his sister's face turn pale, her right hand on the table instantly clenching into a fist.
He Yue lowered her head guiltily: "I'm sorry." What's wrong with her?
Knowing full well that her sister had feelings for the Eighth Prince, she still said such things. Wasn't this like stabbing her in the heart?
The Eighth Prince's wife smiled faintly and shook her head: "It's nothing." She lowered her head, took a sip of tea, and regained her usual composure, as if nothing had happened.
“I’m not trying to stop you, but some things can’t be changed by one person alone. Even if you save him now, what then? Can you save everyone? Can history really be changed? Have you thought about the consequences? I just don’t want you to take risks.” The Eighth Prince’s wife spoke earnestly and sincerely.
"I understand what you mean, sister," He Yue said with a wry smile.
In the past, she might have been able to remain indifferent, but how could she let go of such a vibrant and lovely life, the one that the child had so affectionately called her Aunt Thirteen?
She was afraid she wouldn't be able to get over her conscience if she didn't do it.
Whether it's possible or not, you should always try.
“But I still want to give it a try.” He Yue’s gaze was firm.
The Eighth Prince's wife stared at her for a moment, then looked away: "Whatever you say."
Knowing that her sister was angry, He Yue felt uneasy: "Sister, are you angry with me?"
He wanted to reach out and hold her hand, but the Eighth Prince's wife withdrew her hand, turned her face away, and refused to look at her: "How dare I? You've grown up and can do whatever you want. I can't control you, I can only let you have your way. Can I blame you for caring about too many people?"
He Yue was speechless, her heart pounding with anxiety.
Her sister had never spoken to her so harshly before, which showed that she was indeed angry.
Is it only because of Honghui?
But should I just stand by and watch things happen?
He Yue knew she couldn't do it, not only because she couldn't bear to, but also because Thirteen and Fourth Brother were extremely important to her.
"Sister, don't worry, I won't act impulsively. I just want to know if it's feasible. I won't joke about my own safety. If it's really fate, I won't force it." After thinking it over, Heyue understood her sister's worries and assured her.
"It's good that you understand." The Eighth Prince's wife couldn't bear to see her sad, so she sighed, took her hand, and her expression softened a bit.
Heyue breathed a sigh of relief, she was really afraid that her sister would be angry with her.
The matter was urgent. Fourth Brother and Fourth Sister-in-law had already returned to Beijing, so Heyue hurriedly went to find Thirteen and told him her decision.
Thirteen was taken aback: "You're going back to the capital?"
He Yue nodded: "Fourth Sister-in-law is at a vulnerable time right now, and I thought I could keep her company and put her at ease."
Thirteen was silent for a while, then nodded in agreement: "That's the only way. Fourth Brother and Fourth Sister-in-law have returned to the capital. I'm not by their side, and I'm still uneasy. It's good that you're going back. I will ask Father Emperor for permission. But I'm worried about you going back to the capital alone. I will send someone to escort you back."
He Yue had no objection.
Kangxi readily agreed, and Heyue immediately instructed her maid to pack her things, preparing to depart early the next morning.
Because Heyue was returning to Beijing, she feared she wouldn't be able to see Shisan for a long time, so that night Heyue and Shisan spent a long time together.
Worried that she was too tired and wouldn't be able to handle the journey, Thirteen ultimately controlled his strength a bit.
Heyue had already had the medicine made into pills, and secretly took them early the next morning without Thirteen noticing.
After getting ready, Heyue and her maid boarded the carriage. The young man who was taking them back to the capital was named Laxi.
He Yue found the name somewhat familiar, but couldn't quite place it at first.
Until Hailan pointed at him and blurted out, "It's you!" with an extremely familiar and happy expression.
He Yue was quite surprised and asked out of curiosity.
Hailan stammered, her face flushed, "He was the guard who escorted me to Yikun Palace to find the Princess Consort during the New Year's Eve banquet that year."
"Thank you for remembering your servant, young lady." Rashid scratched his head and smiled, clearly pleased that Hylan remembered him.
He Yue had some impression of him, mainly because his name was quite unique, and he quickly remembered it.
Because I knew people there, the journey was quite comfortable.
He Yue asked and learned that Laxi was originally a subordinate of the Fourth Prince, and this time he was ordered to follow the Thirteenth Prince and be at his command.
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