Yi Xin as a concubine

"Yes, grandson will send grandpa back personally." As he said that, he was about to help old man Mo Xuan.

"I'm not so old that I can't walk, huh!" Seeing that the younger generation he liked finally gave in, his mood improved. He stood up and walked out without anyone's support.

He just walked to the door and said, "We have arranged for someone to watch over her. Your wife can't run away. Just wait patiently."

"Grandpa..."

"Stop talking nonsense. Young people are cautious. Are you annoying? I don't need you to send me off."

As if he was afraid that his grandson would say something he didn't want to hear, he pulled the sleeve of the man in gray. The man understood what he meant and flew away with him, leaving the man alone in front of the study door, disheveled in the wind.

Chu Xingchen looked at the backs of the two old men who disappeared in an instant, rubbed his brows tiredly, turned around and sat back behind the desk.

He was very busy, with many things waiting for his decision. There was not enough time in the day and he wished he had twenty-four hours in a day.

Because of his special status, he cannot leave this dilapidated mansion, and there cannot be too many people around him. After all, there are spies everywhere outside the mansion. If he is not a skilled person, he cannot get out even if he gets in, and he is of no use.

As a busy man who has to do everything himself, it is already his limit for him to spare a little time and energy for Xin Baoer and pay attention to her affairs.

If it weren't for his grandfather's mischief, he had no intention of getting involved with any woman. His life had never been his alone. He shouldered the hopes of many people, and the responsibilities on his shoulders had already made him breathless. He simply didn't have the energy to support a woman's life.

He is only twenty-three years old this year, but he has forgotten when he started to be so busy. Was it when he was thirteen or fifteen?

Looking back, I feel more comfortable during those lost years. Although life was hard, with displacement, beatings, cold, and uncertainty about where to go, at least I had a hot meal and a house that was not leaky, which made me happy for a long time.

Although their lives are still hard now, this is only on the surface. In fact, they have no worries about food and clothing, and are even quite wealthy. It's just that they are imprisoned and dare not show it, which is also boring.

He had persisted on his own for too long.

He doesn't know how long he will have to struggle on this road?

He even thought about giving up.

But the people behind him wouldn't allow it, because if he gave up, they would die.

The blood flowing in his body does not allow it, because he is Chu Xingchen, the last bloodline of the Chu royal family.

Sometimes he even wondered why Emperor Ning couldn't be wiser, work hard to govern the country, make good use of people, and let the people live a good life. That way he would have a reason to let go of everything and live a quiet life as an idle person.

Be it growing flowers and grass, reclaiming wasteland and cultivating crops, or eating coarse food, even being a prisoner for the rest of your life is fine.

Anything is better than now.

Chu Xingchen finally put down the book in his hand, stood up and walked outside the yard, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and did not move for a long time.

He had to admit that his grandfather had finally disturbed the tranquil lake.

All I can say is that he has been lonely for too long, and he wants someone to accompany him, even if he can't share anything, at least he can talk.

Ugh!

It's just wishful thinking.

He turned and looked at a house in the next yard, his eyes darkened.

That is his eldest brother's widow and three-year-old child, and now they are his responsibility.

On the surface, he is not Chu Xingchen, he is Chu Haochen, and Chu Haoyu has a wife and children. Which girl would be willing to follow such a man who cannot even have a legitimate identity.

Having endured for so many years, he is certainly not a person with weak will, so there is no point in overthinking it.

I have been lazy enough today. Since I have no intention of doing any serious work, I might as well go to bed early. It will be good to recuperate.

Under the same moonlight, the prince and his entourage traveled day and night to Shengjing City. The escort team of hundreds of people was now less than half intact.

A group of ragged guards, paying close attention to the movements around them with nervous expressions, closely guarded the two carriages as they moved forward at high speed in the night.

The prince was unconscious at this time. There were constant assassinations of all sizes along the way. Although the prince was not in danger of life for the time being, his face was ruined and one leg was disabled.

The commander of the guards looked at the carriage and felt increasingly depressed. Looking at the prince's current condition, it might be too late to rush back to Shengjing. Could a prince with a disfigured face and crippled legs still be the prince?

Thinking of the main concubine in the harem, my heart sank to the bottom again.

At this moment, the captain of the guards couldn't help but think that they would reach Shengjing in two days. It would be great if something could happen in these two days. It would be better to die on the road than to go back and implicate his family.

Whether it was the loneliness of the impoverished prince or the uncertain future of the captain of the guards, they had nothing to do with Xin Baoer at this moment.

It was the first time that Xin Baoer lived in a completely unfamiliar environment. She slept soundly in the first half of the night because she was exhausted from the day's shock and fright. But in the second half of the night, she had nightmares one after another and could not sleep well.

I finally managed to escape from the nightmare and it was already the next morning.

The clothes on his body were wrinkled, obviously because they were soaked with sweat and then dried out. The pillow was still wet and the quilt was damp, which showed how much cold sweat he had shed all night.

Xin Baoer supported her dizzy head and slowly stood up, smiling bitterly in her heart. She was really weak and unable to take care of herself. She had only been away from home for one day and she didn't even need to pretend to be sick.

She took out the prepared cold medicine pills from her small bag and swallowed them with cold tea. She took a long time to relax, until she heard a noise outside. Then she took soft steps and walked towards the door.

Although he had changed his clothes, he had not washed yet, so his hair was disheveled, his face was haggard and pale, and his already weak body seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

"Oh! Miss Xin, what happened to you?" Zhao Xian asked the palace maid for some water and was about to go back to the house to wash up. When she turned around, she saw Xin Baoer standing by the door. If it was still dark at this time, she would have thought she had seen a female ghost.

He put down the basin in his hand, ran to Xin Baoer in three or two steps, and raised his hand to touch her forehead without any hesitation. Xin Baoer subconsciously wanted to dodge, but because she was dizzy, her reaction was a little slow. By the time she reacted, Zhao Xian had already put his hand back on her forehead.

"Oh, didn't you cover yourself with a blanket last night? Why do you have a fever?"

Before Xin Baoer could answer, she shouted towards the east room:

"Wei Yu, please come out quickly. Miss Xin has a fever."

The door to the east room creaked open and Wei Yu walked out in a black suit.

Wei Yu spoke very little. He walked a few steps towards the two of them, raised his hands and placed them on Xin Baoer's and his own foreheads for comparison.

"Is there any medicine?"

"I've already eaten. I'll drink some hot water and the fever will go away. I've had a bad health since I was a child. I'm used to it. It's nothing serious. Go pack up quickly. We have to go to the compound for training soon. We can't be late."

Xin Baoer spoke weakly and slowly, but she did not stutter due to nervousness and finished the long speech clearly and completely.

Zhao Xian was still very worried. This girl was really a very enthusiastic person. She helped to fetch water for washing and brought a pot of hot tea from somewhere. She watched Xin Baoer drink the hot water obediently with small sips and a loving smile on her face, which made Xin Baoer feel uneasy.

Although Wei Yu was a quiet person, she was very nimble. With her long arms, she picked up all the bedding and pillows. Xin Baoer didn't have time to stop her. She could only watch helplessly as she and the palace maid cooperated and hung them up to dry in no time.

The breakfast was very rich, with thick rice porridge, two-bite-sized buns, soft and glutinous steamed cakes, and four plates of crisp and refreshing side dishes.

Zhao Xian and Wei Yu took care of Xin Baoer like two older sisters throughout the meal, adding porridge and picking up dishes for her, until Xin Baoer was a little full.

Xin Baoer also discovered something interesting from it.

Zhao Xian is very good at taking care of people. He would always pick up new food when he saw Xin Baoer was almost done eating. He also seemed to be able to predict what she wanted to eat. Every time Xin Baoer was about to pick up something, Zhao Xian had already picked it up for her.

Wei Yu was just the opposite. She probably had never taken care of anyone before, but she found pleasure in taking care of Xin Baoer. She would give Xin Baoer a bun or a piece of cake and had a lot of fun. If she hadn't seen that Xin Baoer really couldn't eat anymore, she would have wanted to feed her.

Xin Baoer, who didn't sweat after drinking a large cup of hot water, was made to sweat all over her forehead by the busy work of the two little girls. However, after sweating, her body did feel a lot more relaxed and she didn't feel dizzy anymore.

This is probably what is meant by “when you plant flowers with care they don’t bloom, when you plant willows by accident they grow into a shade.”