One touch and one silence

Chapter 542 Nan ​​Shan

In fact, she had regretted entering the palace a long time ago. Even if she had followed the prince to Jiangnan, she might be living a free and easy life now, without being treated as an object and used to get closer to others like she is now.

"Princess!"

Qinglian looked at the dazed princess and couldn't help but shout out.

She didn't understand, the princess was obviously very happy before the prince's wedding.

But on the day of the prince's wedding, the princess looked around and came back looking like this, she was in a daze for the whole day.

And the clothes made by the princess looked like they were worn by a child.

But where did the children come from in the palace? Except for the Seventh Prince, but the Prince is not in the capital?

Is it...

"Princess, do you want to give this dress away?"

"I can ask someone to help the princess deliver it!"

When Nan Shan heard the maid's words, she suddenly woke up from her dream, and a hint of joy instantly appeared on her face.

"Really?"

"Can you ask someone to send these things to Jiangnan? But this matter must not be known to mother and brother."

Qinglian breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the happy expression on the princess's face.

Fortunately, I guessed it right.

"Princess, rest assured. I will ask someone to send these clothes that you worked so hard to make to Jiangnan."

"Is the princess going to be given to Prince Anle?" Apart from that prince, there is no one else in Jiangnan?

Moreover, the master has never been to Jiangnan, unlike the other princess who grew up in Jiangnan.

"Hmm! Is there anyone there?"

Nan Shan looked at the maid beside her seriously, her eyes full of anticipation.

Qinglian thought about the news she had heard in the past two days and had an idea in her mind.

"Don't worry, Princess. I heard that the Crown Prince wants to collect medicinal herbs for that prince and will leave for Jiangnan in the next two days. I will go to find Li Zongguan right away to see if he can help bring these clothes that Princess made with him."

Nan Shan was immediately happy when she heard this, "Wait, there's something else."

After Nan Shan finished speaking, she took out the banknotes her mother had given her and the belts and shoes she had embroidered earlier.

It's actually a whole small box.

Qinglian looked at the princess' happy face and felt happy too.

The princess is beautiful, and she looks even prettier when she smiles.

"Princess, would you like to write a letter to King Anle?"

Nan Shan paused while packing her things. Writing a letter? But she didn't know what to say.

When she was in the Seventh Prince's Mansion, she hardly spoke to her younger brother.

She doesn't know what to say?

Qinglian could clearly see the confusion on Nan Shan's face.

She thought about it and immediately gave Nan Shan an idea.

"Princess, isn't Queen Anle not feeling well? You can ask her how she is doing, whether she is getting used to living in Jiangnan, and how is the food? If you miss her, you can tell me all these."

"You can also tell me what happened during the past year since you entered the palace. Isn't the Imperial Concubine going to choose a consort for you now? You can tell her about it, too."

Qinglian's words made Nan Shan feel a little embarrassed. These topics were a little too intimate and she felt a little embarrassed.

"But……"

"Princess, what are you afraid of? Just write it down. Anyway, we can't see the prince now, so don't be embarrassed."

"Besides, there's nothing wrong with a sister writing a letter to her brother!"

Nan Shan was somewhat moved by Qinglian's words.

She really had a lot to say to her benefactor, and she was also worried about his health.

Why didn’t he even come back to attend the prince’s wedding?

The relationship between the two of them is obviously so good, is there really something wrong with her body?

Thinking of this, her face became sad. She turned back to her dressing table and put the remaining banknotes into the box.

She couldn't buy good medicine, but she could give money to her benefactor and buy it herself.

The maid Qinglian wanted to say something when she saw this, but when she saw her master's happy expression, she swallowed the words back.

As long as the princess is happy.

After a while, Qinglian left Mingyue Palace with two eunuchs, carrying a small box, and walked towards the East Palace.

As soon as Qinglian left the house, the imperial concubine got the news.

When Cheng Yueqing heard the report from the maid below, there was a hint of anger on her face.

When Meixiang saw this, she quickly asked the man to leave.

"Oh! I have made all these careful plans for her, but she is just thinking about an insignificant person."

"I have never seen her make one or two pieces of clothing for a mother like me."

"Even her brother, who is from the same mother, didn't embroider a purse or anything, but she was so enthusiastic towards a stranger."

Meixiang sensed the imperial concubine's resentment and hurried to comfort her.

"Your Highness, I think the princess is also trying to repay her gratitude. It was Prince Anle who saved our princess. If the prince hadn't stopped him, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to see our princess."

"And according to what the people below have found out, the prince also cured our princess of her muteness and improved her appearance. Our princess inherited your kindness, and she just wants to repay you a little."

"After a while, the princess will definitely remember the kindness between you and the Second Prince."

Cheng Yueqing's anger subsided a lot after hearing this. She was no longer as angry as she was at the beginning.

"I know what you said makes sense, but I feel bad. I carried my daughter for ten months, but in the end, I thought of a stranger."

It was obvious that she had been particularly good to her daughter this year, and never failed to show concern for her every day.

Hey!

After all, she was not raised by herself, so she has no connection with her mother.

Fortunately, her son is a good person and is on the same page with her. Now he has money, so it is not impossible for him to get that position.

Besides, this is what Your Majesty owes her.

Sometimes life is so wonderful. The thing that my aunt, that old woman, tried so hard to get but couldn't, turned out to be just one step away from her.

As long as the queen and the prince made a mistake, she could bring down the prince and her son would take the throne.

Now there are only her son and the crown prince in the palace. As for the Seventh Prince, he is just a dying man and there is nothing to be wary of.

As for the fifth prince, there is no need to worry about him at all. He is as stupid as her mother.

He just stayed in the palace all day long. He was a loner and unwilling to go out or make friends with anyone. He posed no threat to her at all.

Thinking of this, a slight smile appeared on her face.

Meixiang saw that the imperial concubine was lost in thought, so she stopped talking. If she talked too much, she would easily make mistakes.

The room suddenly became extremely quiet and no one dared to make a noise to disturb it.

Outside the house, a bright moon had already risen high in the sky, and the bright moonlight illuminated the entire earth.

At the same time, in a place one thousand five hundred miles away, a man who looked like an old Taoist priest was quietly looking at the river at the door.

He has been waiting for almost half a year, but has gotten nothing.

Fortunately, he was smart and asked someone to build a house for him here, otherwise he would have frozen to death in the winter.

Now, when he fishes and meditates during the day, wherever his eyes look, he sees beautiful mountains and rivers. He is no longer bound by the concept of no affinity.

He no longer had to think about how to imitate his brother, how to avoid arousing suspicion, or be on guard against anyone.

that's nice!

Life here is relaxed and comfortable, which is not bad.

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