The Virtuous Concubine

Malu was also somewhat moved. He looked up at the prince, his handsome and affectionate face reflected in his clear eyes.

She took the initiative to move closer and pecked the corner of the prince's mouth: "One is that I hope all my children can experience more and grow up to be pillars of society, not bound by high walls or family names, and can protect the country and the people with their own abilities, instead of wasting their lives in the inner court of the palace like me."

The prince felt deeply moved by what she said.

Isn't it the same for me? Although he was given the title of Crown Prince by the Emperor, it also meant that most of his time was spent on these struggles.

Deeply moved by Malu's heartfelt words, he lowered his head slightly and kissed her tenderly. Their lips intertwined for a long time. After they separated, the prince looked at her flushed cheeks and couldn't help but asked softly, "What about the other one?"

Malu smiled gently: "If they can help you in the future, and you ascend the throne sooner and the government is stable, it will be easier for the two of us to be together. Now, at least there are fewer people in Yonghe Palace, and I can see you more often."

Pillow talk is really effective, Malu sighed, the problem of Fourteenth Person was solved in one go without having to consult Yinzhen.

The prince was moved by what he heard, and he gently held Malu's face with his hands. Malu was a little embarrassed to be stared at directly, and her lowered eyes revealed the shyness and charm of a girl. Her slightly messy hair and blurred eyes made her even more charming.

The prince stared at her, his eyes full of doting and intoxication, and under the surge of emotions, he couldn't help but move closer again.

Malu noticed his intention and had to refuse in a low voice: "What are you doing..."

But this rejection was also very gentle, like a whispered love poem escaping from the throat, making people more and more unable to stop.

The prince was not annoyed by her refusal. Instead, he chuckled and took another step forward, his entire chest shaking: "You ask even though you know the answer."

Malu pushed him away, hugged her knees and ignored him.

"Why are you angry again? You were fine just now and let me kiss you and hug you." The prince looked at her and asked after realizing it, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Seeing that Malu still didn't answer, the prince reluctantly put his hand on her waist and said, "Can I rub it for you?"

The moment the prince's hand touched Malu's waist, Malu dodged as if she had been electrocuted, but because she dodged too quickly, she felt dizzy and fell uncontrollably into the prince's arms as if she was throwing herself into his arms.

The prince was quick to act and supported her with his strong arms. Malu felt her whole body enveloped by the prince's aura. Her face instantly became hot and she blushed with shame and anger.

The prince felt sorry for her because of her fragility. Just as he was about to say something, the clock in Malu's room rang - it was noon.

The crisp "clang clang" sound shattered the brief moment of warmth.

The time has come and the prince needs to go.

The prince was still young at heart. Even though he knew that separation was inevitable at this moment, he turned over and jumped out of the window swiftly, and waved to Malu from outside the window.

Malu didn't want to pay attention to him, but he seemed to be unwilling to leave unless Malu came over, so she started to panic. Fearing that someone would see her, she had to get up and run to the window.

When she stood still, the prince seized the opportunity, suddenly leaned half of his body forward, and gave her a light kiss on the cheek in the blink of an eye. With the passion and recklessness unique to young men, the kiss made Malu's heart tremble slightly.

After the kiss, he still felt it was not enough, so he whispered in her ear: "I'll let you go this time, but when you recover, you won't be able to escape."

After saying this, the prince quickly disappeared around the corner of the courtyard, leaving Malu standing by the window, his fingers lightly touching the kissed cheek, looking in the direction the prince left, lost in thought for a moment.

She turned and left the room, her expression returning to her usual calm and composed state. She specifically asked Bai Fu to move the people guarding the box away so that the prince could hide back there, and told everyone to go to the small kitchen to help.

Seeing that her master had a rare appetite in recent times, Bai Fu quickly led everyone to prepare the dishes.

After sending the good man away, Malu sat solemnly in front of the carved pear wood table in the main hall as usual, spread out the account book, and examined the densely packed account details on it with a focused gaze.

After confessing and reconciling with the prince, Malu felt that the haze that had been accumulating in his heart for a long time was mostly dispelled, and he felt a lot more relaxed.

The problem of Jianzhi Shisi was also solved. After careful consideration, Malu realized that the only problem left was Nalan.

Malu put down the pen in his hand, rubbed his temples, and carefully considered the current situation. Most likely, given the relationship between Nalan Mingzhu and the prince and Suo Etu, if he wanted to deal with Rong Ruo... it would be most convenient and logical to find the prince.

The servants of Yonghe Palace were very happy. The master used to be haggard and listless, with no appetite, looking like a frost-bitten flower, dull and lifeless, which made the servants very anxious. They racked their brains every day to coax her, but it was useless. Now the master has an appetite, which means that her health is getting better.

Perhaps things will gradually go smoothly in the future at Yonghe Palace.

Meanwhile, over at Yuqing Palace, everyone was in a good mood and filled with joy.

If the prince is in a good mood, his head can stay on his neck for one more day!

Chen Xin came on time, and he didn't even have time to say hello to Malu, and hurried over to get the box. On the way, a young eunuch accompanying him was probably affected by Chen Xin's nervousness, and his feet were flustered. He stumbled and accidentally bumped into the box, and the box shook violently, which scared Chen Xin to death. However, the time and place were not right, so he couldn't make a scene - if he made a scene and attracted the attention of others, it would be bad.

After returning to Yuqing Palace, Chen Xin was about to kneel down, but just as he bent his knees a little, he saw the prince coming out of the box, looking so happy. He swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth, and quickly stood up and closed his mouth.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is very happy. If His Royal Highness does not mention it himself, as a servant, I'd better not make things difficult for him and just pretend that this incident never happened.

The prince seemed to be still immersed in joy and did not notice Chen Xin's change of expression. He reached out and gently patted the box, laughing heartily: "Chen Xin, you did a good job this time. You are thoughtful."

Chen Xin bowed and said, "Thank you for your compliment, Your Highness. It is my honor to serve you."

The prince walked out of the door and into the courtyard of Yuqing Palace. He looked towards the direction of Yonghe Palace, his eyes seemed to penetrate the palace walls, and he muttered to himself, "When she gets better, everything will be fine."

Chen Xin was beside him, listening clearly with his ears perked up, and immediately whispered, "Your Highness and Imperial Concubine De Zhao have a deep bond and friendship, and God will surely bless them. In the future, they will be able to live in harmony as Your Highness wishes."

The prince came back to his senses and turned to look at Chen Xin: "Go to the Imperial Hospital to get the imperial concubine's pulse records during this period. Also, ask Imperial Doctor Rong to come over."