Once Jiang Yu was mentioned, Gu Qingyan started talking non-stop.
"Before I left, my mother used this map to tell me all the things I needed to pay attention to." It wasn't until Gu Qingyan's throat was dry that he realized he had been speaking too frankly with someone he didn't know well.
He had only met this person briefly, and he shouldn't have let his guard down like this.
"After hearing the Third Prince's words, this humble subject has even greater respect for Her Majesty the Empress."
Gu Lin subtly smoothed things over for Gu Qingyan; after all, it was a natural blood ties, and a smile remained deep in Gu Lin's eyes.
"Tomorrow, I will accompany the Third Prince to these villages to see if we can make any new discoveries."
Gu Lin glanced at the night outside the window. "It's getting late, Third Prince, you should get some rest."
That night, Gu Qingyan slept very soundly. In his hazy state, he seemed to feel someone carefully tracing his eyebrows and eyes.
Since birth, he has experienced the coldness and warmth of human relationships. If it weren't for his mother's soft heart and protection, those palace servants wouldn't even be willing to give him medicine.
"Father..."
Gu Qingyan's murmur made Gu Lin's hand freeze in mid-air.
"My uncle taught me martial arts and said that I... said that I would become a general even more powerful than you in the future."
A soft, almost inaudible laugh rang out. Gu Lin tapped Gu Qingyan's nose with his finger. So, Jiang He had been telling you all along that I am a general?
Gu Qingyan turned over, moving even closer to Gu Lin.
"Mother..."
Apart from Gu Lin's personal guards, no one knew that there was always a thick notebook on Gu Lin's desk, with page after page filled with sketches of Gu Qingyan. Gu Lin was watching Gu Qingyan grow up in another way.
"I was tricked by Gu Heng at the time, and Ayu is the Empress of Daqing. I had no choice but to resort to this tactic." Gu Lin then checked Gu Qingyan's pulse and was completely relieved after seeing that there was nothing wrong. "Fortunately, he has not suffered any lasting health problems."
"Ayan is great, he protected your mother very well."
......
Will Gu Qingfeng's leg be permanently injured, preventing him from riding horses and practicing martial arts in the future?
Inside Zhaoning Palace, Jiang Yu listened to Wanji's report and fell silent for a rare moment.
"The Emperor was furious when he heard this, and has now sent people to search for renowned doctors among the common people to treat the Second Prince." Wanji also sighed, "He said that the best time for treatment has been missed."
"I understand."
In this lifetime, Gu Qingfeng was actually ruined by Gu Qingling.
A prince who cannot practice martial arts has no chance of earning military merit and can only become a leisurely prince in the future.
"Find a way to reveal everything about Gu Qingling and Gu Qingfeng to Consort Rong." Speaking again, Jiang Yu regained her usual indifference. "If Consort Rong wants to see Gu Qingfeng, don't stop her."
[We need to let Consort Rong know that, apart from the child in her womb, all her other advantages are meaningless right now.]
If Consort Rong were to visit Gu Qingfeng, she might be able to extract some of the truth from back then.
After learning the news, Consort Rong still begged Jiang Yu, saying she wanted to go to the Dragon and Phoenix Palace.
"Wind."
Consort Rong looked at Gu Qingfeng, who was completely different from before, and tears streamed down her face. "Let me see your legs. How come you can't ride a horse anymore?"
After all, she was flesh and blood of her own flesh. When Consort Rong saw Gu Qingfeng's wound, she was on the verge of a breakdown. "Let's find a doctor again. He can definitely... he can definitely be cured."
Gu Qingfeng kept his head down the whole time and refused to communicate with Consort Rong.
[Consort Rong's reaction was more like that of someone who felt sorry for their own child.]
Hearing Jiang Yu's thoughts, Gu Qingfeng finally looked up and saw a corner of a dress by the window. It turned out that his mother had also come.
“I’m already a cripple, Consort Rong doesn’t need to be sad for me.” Gu Qingfeng tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Consort Rong is also pregnant now, so protecting her child is the best course of action.”
“You are also my child!” Consort Rong gripped Gu Qingfeng’s hand tightly. Only after seeing Gu Qingfeng’s eyes did Consort Rong realize the inappropriateness of her words. “What I mean is that I have long regarded you as my own child over the years.”
It seems there's no doubt that Gu Qingfeng is Consort Rong's child.
Gu Qingfeng's mouth was full of bitterness. "I am the Empress Dowager's child, not your child."
"But has she worried about you as much as I have?" At this moment, Consort Rong couldn't bear to hear Jiang Yu's name at all. "Since the incident, has she come to see you? Feng'er, only I will truly be good to you."
"Good to me?"
Gu Qingfeng seemed to have heard a joke. How could Consort Rong be good to him? Gu Qingling could bring her the appearance of the Empress Dowager. He and Yao'er were just bonuses, bonuses used to gain a twisted sense of accomplishment from the Empress Dowager.
Consort Rong never truly considered his future.
"You can leave now." Having obtained the information he wanted, Gu Qingfeng lowered his head again, isolating himself from the outside world.
"Gu Qingfeng, why are you treating me like this too!" Consort Rong pounded on the bedside in despair, her arm already pressing down on Gu Qingfeng's legs under the covers, but Consort Rong was completely unaware.
[Pressing down Gu Qingfeng's leg... This Consort Rong is really something...]
Jiang Yu strode in, pulled Consort Rong out, and didn't speak to Gu Qingfeng. She only said that Consort Rong had been out of Lingxi Palace for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and it was time for her to return to Lingxi Palace.
Behind him, Gu Qingfeng stared blankly as he lifted the covers, looking at the wound that was bleeding again from being pressed down. Helping his mother get information out of Consort Rong was the only thing he could do now.
But what about Gu Qingling's identity? How can we reveal Gu Qingling's true identity?
......
"Ayu!"
Gu Heng woke up from his dream again. Ever since he learned the truth about the life-saving grace from back then, Gu Heng had been having nightmares, but he couldn't remember anything about the dream after opening his eyes.
"His Majesty is having another nightmare." Cen Hai quickly opened the bed curtains and lit some calming incense for Gu Heng.
Gu Heng frowned. "Why does this calming incense smell different from before?"
"This... I went to the Imperial Hospital a few days ago to ask, and all the calming incense we used to get was from Zhaoning Palace." Cen Hai waited quietly for Gu Heng to get angry, but Gu Heng lay back down on the bed. "Put out the incense."
"Since Your Majesty is thinking of the Empress, why doesn't you go to Zhaoning Palace?" Cen Hai asked, somewhat puzzled.
Gu Heng smiled bitterly. He wasn't stupid; Gu Qingyao had blocked him from entering so many times.
“Cen Hai, I have made a huge mistake all these years.” Gu Heng closed his eyes. “I have discarded those who are sincere to me like worn-out shoes, but held those who are full of lies in the palm of my hand.”
More importantly, Gu Heng was always thinking about how on his wedding day, the person who entered the bridal chamber wasn't him.
Gu Heng wanted to go back to the beginning and slap himself awake.
"Cen Hai, I devised a plan to kill Gu Lin and ascend the throne, but did I truly win?"
But that night it was Gu Lin, not him.
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