My Lord, the princess doesn't want you anymore.

Prime Minister Mei had just returned home from court when he ran into his daughter returning to her parents' home at the gate.

His heart skipped a beat, wondering if Prince Jing had sent him back.

Seeing Mei Xueer get off the car with a resentful look on her face, he felt even more uneasy.

"Xue'er, what are you doing?"

Mei Xueer looked up and saw her father. Then she relaxed her brows and called out "Dad" happily.

Prime Minister Mei saw that she was normal, but he was still worried, "Are you having a quarrel with the prince again?"

"There's never been a day when he and I weren't awkward? Have we ever been harmonious?" Mei Xue'er stepped forward and took Prime Minister Mei's arm. "It's okay. I just miss my father and mother."

While instructing Wen Bing to bring the gifts bought on the road, he took Prime Minister Mei into the prime minister's residence.

"Xue'er, you're back! Is the prince treating you well?" When Shen heard that her daughter had returned home, she quickly took two steps to greet her.

"Mom." Mei Xueer stepped forward and held Shen's hand. "Don't worry about me. I'm fine. I just missed you. Come back to visit."

"That's good, that's good." Shen patted the back of her daughter's hand lovingly, with unconcealable joy and excitement on her face.

Mei Xueer's nose was sour. The original owner had such good parents, but she still wanted to commit suicide. She was really sick. Could it be that her mind was filled with shit before?

She thought, now that she was free, she should go home more often, even if it was just to talk to her parents or massage their backs and shoulders.

As for the troubles in life and how the Dog Prince bullied her, let’s not talk about it.

"You and your daughter can have a nice chat. I'm going to the study to take care of something. In the evening, our family will sit down and have a good meal together." Prime Minister Mei concealed his worries. "Tell your mother what you want to eat and ask someone to prepare it." After Prime Minister Mei finished speaking, he ordered someone to notify Mei Jiayun to come back early.

During this period, Mei Jiayun investigated the case whenever he had time.

Wen Bing put the gifts he bought on the road on the table, then stood behind Mei Xueer with a heroic and proud look.

The princess is pregnant now, and must be protected at all times!

With his feet shoulder-width apart, hands behind his back, head held high and chest puffed out, he looks like a professional bodyguard.

All he needs is a suit, a pair of shiny leather shoes, and a pair of sunglasses.

Mei Xueer held her forehead with her hand: "Coachman, I want to have a private conversation with my mother now. Didn't you see that Nanxing tactfully left?

Goudan couldn't stand it anymore: [What is he still doing here? How can he be so tactless? ]

Mei Xueer: [Is he just a coachman? ]

Goudan: [No way?!]

Mei Xueer: [This guy's brain circuit seems a bit abnormal. Could it be that he doesn't know what a secret guard is? Could it be that the secret guards of the dog prince are so blatantly "secret" and so unique? ]

Goudan: [How can it be that good to exchange one-fifth of a dying osmanthus tree for something like that?]

Mei Xueer: [Nan Xing is good at preaching now, why not let her give this coachman a lesson - "Self-cultivation of a qualified secret guard" ]

Goudan: […Woman, I like your idea! Okay, it’s settled.]

Mei Xueer was too lazy to care about him, mainly because she was tired.

The mother and daughter had a conversation, with Shen doing most of the talking.

She gave her many instructions on how to be a good wife, how to take care of the backyard of the palace, how to serve her husband well, and how to control her temper...

It was even mentioned that they would do their best to help Prince Jing have children.

Mei Xueer listened patiently, and just smiled and nodded regardless of whether she agreed or not.

In short, whatever your mother says is right, and there is no need to argue with her in person.

As for returning to the palace, I am still myself, still a firework of different colors.

Shen glanced at Wen Bing behind her daughter and felt a little confused.

Why is this driver so happy all of a sudden?

But she was a gentle person, and she rarely spoke harshly to her servants. Seeing that Mei Xueer had tacitly allowed this person to stay by her side, she thought he must be very important. She didn't know what to say, but just looked up from time to time.

Noticing that Shen's eyes were drifting away, Mei Xueer turned around to look.

Instantly, she felt her blood pressure soar.

Wen Bing was smiling foolishly, his eyes couldn't be seen and his mouth stretched to his ears.

But below his head, he looked serious, like a professional bodyguard, with his body straight as if he was facing a collapse of Mount Tai but remained unmoved.

"You, your face is cramping?" Mei Xueer finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Wen Bing immediately stopped smiling and said: Princess, when I heard Madam say that she would give birth to a child for the prince, wasn't I happy for you?

He is so obsessed with the princess' pregnancy!

Mei Xueer smiled at Shen awkwardly, pointing at her head and then at Wen Bing.

Shen nodded to show that she understood.

Although he was puzzled as to why his daughter went out with a servant with mental problems, he did not ask further questions.

My daughter has changed now. She has her own ideas. She must have her own reasons for taking someone like this out.

"By the way, Qianyue suddenly came back and said she wanted to see you. Are you willing to see her?" Shen asked.

Mei Qianyue, the youngest daughter of Aunt Li, was only sixteen years old. She was born prematurely and had been weak since childhood. She could not stand the cold winter in the capital, so she would go to a farm in the south to be raised in the autumn every year and would return to the capital in the spring when the flowers bloomed.

Because she seldom lived in the mansion, the third young lady of the prime minister's mansion was not very close to anyone in the mansion.

When Shen mentioned this, Mei Xueer then remembered that the original owner had such a sister.

She remembered that even Aunt Li didn't like this little girl very much, because Aunt Li almost lost her life when she gave birth to her, so she felt that this daughter was unlucky for her.

Mei Zhihua was naturally on the same page as her mother and didn't have a good face towards her younger sister.

As for the original Mei Xueer, she was a scumbag. She was obsessed with the prince and didn't even care about her parents. She was even more abusive to her sister whom she only saw a few times a year.

If there was anyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion who cared about her a little, it was only Prime Minister Mei and the kind-hearted mistress Shen.

Seeing that Mei Xueer didn't say anything, Shen sighed, "If you don't want to see her, then don't see her."

My daughter has changed her personality now. She is not as affectionate towards Aunt Li as before and seems to be full of hostility.

Xue'er doesn't want to see Aunt Li's daughter, but Shen will definitely not force her.

"What does she want from me?" Mei Xueer came back to her senses from the original owner's memory.

"She just said that she had some things to deal with, otherwise she would have to come back to Beijing after next spring. She didn't say what she wanted to see you about, and I didn't ask much."

"Then meet him, we are still a family."

Shen nodded and asked the maid waiting outside the door to call Mei Qianyue over.

But after a while, a slender figure appeared in front of him.

Mei Xueer held the tea bowl, raised her eyes and glanced, slightly surprised, thinking she saw the legendary Lin Daiyu.

I saw that my third sister was just as she was in my vague memory, sickly, weak and pale.

A string of words immediately emerged in her mind -

Weak and fragile, weak and feeble, pale and powerless, pitiful, unable to bear the clothes, thinner than a yellow flower, with a look of sorrow on her face, and a body full of diseases...

Mei Qianyue's pitiful appearance made Mei Xueer feel that she had suddenly become sentimental.

"Qianyue greets the princess and mother!" Mei Qianyue knelt down on both knees, folded her hands in front of her, and saluted in a proper manner.

She did not call Mei Xueer "Sister", but called her Princess. After kowtowing, she did not stand up, but remained prostrated on the ground, quietly waiting for Mei Xueer to speak. The sense of strangeness and distance was self-evident, but there was nothing wrong with her.

It has to be said that although Mei Qianyue was born out of wedlock, she was a model of a lady from a noble family. She was totally unlike the other two daughters of the Prime Minister's Mansion who were out of tune.

Mei Xueer glanced at her mother standing beside her and thought to herself, no wonder her parents, although they couldn't always show concern for their daughter, didn't look down on her at all. There must be a reason for that.

Mei Xueer couldn't tell for now whether this sick Xishi was a green tea or just being overly cautious.

But I won't offend others unless they offend me, and since the other party is so polite, she naturally has to do her best to save her face.

She nodded slightly, stepped forward and helped Mei Qianyue up, "Third sister, there is no need to do this. We are a family, just call me elder sister. Get up quickly, you are weak to begin with, it is so cold and the ground is cold, don't kneel down at every turn."

Mei Qianyue raised her eyes to glance at Mei Xueer, said nothing, and stood up.

Mei Xueer asked someone to bring a cushion, put it on the chair next to her, and then pulled her to sit down.

Mei Qianyue was obviously a little embarrassed and surprised, but she tried to remain calm, maintaining the temperament and image of a daughter of a prime minister, as well as the humility of a concubine's daughter.

"It's been two days since I came back to Beijing. Has Qianyue adjusted well?" Shen asked. "The weather in Beijing is different from that in the south. It's extremely cold in winter. I'm afraid it will snow in a few days. If there's anything missing in the house, just tell me and I'll have someone go to the warehouse to get it. If there's anything else you need, just buy it quickly."

Mei Qianyue stood up slightly and said, "Mother has taken good care of it. She even has more braziers than other courtyards. I am grateful to her. She really doesn't lack anything."

Mei Xue'er didn't want to waste time on such nonsense conversation, so she went straight to the point, "I heard that Third Sister wants to talk to me about something?"

Mei Qianyue opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she didn't seem to have enough courage to speak.

She is afraid of being rejected!

After all, since she could remember, this elder sister had never looked at her straight in the eye. Oh, except for slapping her in the face. Moreover, right now, she needed help from this elder sister.

She has lived cautiously since she was a child and does not allow herself to make any mistakes or be caught.

She knew very well that she was born out of wedlock, her mother didn't love her, she was in poor health, and she couldn't even marry into a good family or bring any help to anyone in the mansion. Naturally, she was not as good as the other children in the mansion.

If anything happened to her, no one in the mansion would be sad for her except her father.

But my father holds the important position of Prime Minister, and even if he loves her very much, he does not have much energy to take care of the affairs in the backyard.

Not to mention her biological mother, Aunt Li, and her second sister, who were not as nice to her as the mistress Shen.

As for the older sister in front of her, she also adhered to the principle of hiding if she could, and swallowing her anger if she couldn't.

Originally, she thought that life was just like this, a peaceful and cautious life that would never have any waves.

As for how long this life is, maybe ten years, maybe five years, or maybe just today and tomorrow.

Prime Minister Mei had invited many famous doctors for her, but they all said that she would not live past the age of 20!

She had never expected that she could be like other women, get married, have children, have children around her, and enjoy family happiness even when she was old.

Therefore, she never thought about fighting or competing for anything.

She could only hold on for a few short years, or even a few days.

Therefore, when she learned that her elder sister in the capital had suddenly become an extraordinary medical skill, she did not feel the slightest bit moved.

What does this have to do with her?

But if she had not had the urge to go for a stroll in the market town that day, she would not have passed by that grove and would not have met that man.

If she hadn't met that man, perhaps she would have followed the life path she had set for herself, step by step, towards the end of her life that could come at any time.

She treats life and death as indifferently as eating and sleeping.

But from that day on, everything changed.

Before she arrives, my heart, which has been calm for sixteen years, will really be stirred.

She had never felt such a strong desire to live.

For that man, even if I could live one more day, it would be good.

That man made her feel for the first time in her short sixteen years of life how wonderful it was to be alive.

She suddenly began to fear death.

I also heard that my eldest sister could even cure the Empress Dowager's illness, and even the chief judge of the Imperial Medical Bureau was impressed by her.

Her heart was moved, for that man!

So, she hurried back to Beijing early in the cold winter.

That man was also in the capital, so this way she could be closer to him. She even imagined that maybe one day, she would be able to meet him "accidentally" in the capital.

If there was no "accident", she would create one. She had never missed someone so boldly and so passionately before.

For the sake of that man, she must cheer up and live on with strength.

Even though she could imagine how her elder sister would laugh at her and reject her, she still had the nerve to ask her elder sister to cure her illness.

But she found that her elder sister seemed different from before.

But the image of her elder sister as a demon in her heart had been engraved into her bones for more than ten years. Facing Mei Xueer's kind face, she did not dare to ask for help.

She was afraid that this friendly expression was just a prelude to her elder sister's teasing.