The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

A gust of summer wind blew, startling the birds in the trees.

A few fallen leaves fluttered to the ground, making this remote path even more quiet.

Luo Yuyao stared at Shen Runing with her big watery eyes. The tears in the corners of her eyes had not yet completely dried. Her face was serious yet revealed a hint of immaturity.

Shen Runing lowered his head and weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

Can it be trusted?

Since his rebirth, was the moment he came into contact with Concubine Jing a coincidence or was it premeditated?

All the details seemed to be rolling in Shen Runing's mind, but no matter how she recalled, the memories of her previous life could not provide her with any reference.

In her previous life, Shen Runing had never been involved in Concubine Jing's calculations and turmoil, but now she is deeply involved in it.

After just a few seconds, Shen Runing slowly squatted down, opened the small wooden box he carried with him, took out a piece of golden sand and custard pastry, and handed it to Luo Yuyao with a smile.

"Yuyao, what are you talking about?" Her tone was as gentle as flowing water, with a slight curve at the corners of her lips.

"Eat quickly. I'll be leaving the palace after I send you back."

"Your mother and I will meet again some other day."

A hint of doubt suddenly appeared on Luo Yuyao's face, and her eyes were fixed on Shen Runing's face instead of the custard pastry in her hand.

She seemed to have not yet realized why Shen Runing had no interest in her "secret".

"Sister, won't you help my mother?" Luo Yuyao tugged at Shen Runing's sleeve anxiously.

Looking at Luo Yuyao's clear eyes, Shen Runing couldn't help but think, "Why isn't the Sixth Prince half as smart as Luo Yuyao?"

This princess, though young, seems innocent, but she is actually very shrewd.

There was still that gentle smile on Shen Runing's face.

The more Luo Yuyao was like this, the more she couldn't easily express her emotions.

At this moment, Chunzhi's voice sounded just right: "Miss, Doctor Li from Jishidiang has an appointment with you. We have to hurry to keep the appointment."

After hearing this, Luo Yuyao's eyes became even more anxious, as if she was afraid of missing some important opportunity.

"besides!"

"Uncle Xiang Wang wants my mother to control you! My mother doesn't agree! Sister Rouwanzi, you owe my mother a favor!"

"You must help my mother now!"

Shen Runing's expression remained unchanged, but there were turbulent waves in his heart.

King of Xiang? There is actually the shadow of King of Xiang behind this. How can this be explained?

As expected of Concubine Jing, she took advantage of Luo Yuyao's innocence and lightly dropped a bomb that caught everyone off guard.

"Sister Meatball..." Seeing that she was silent, Luo Yuyao started to cry in her voice, trying to move her with emotion.

All the tiny clues seemed to point to a huge black hole that seemed to be able to swallow people up at any time.

Shen Runing sneered in his heart, this move was really beautiful.

Should I join this game?

She lowered her eyes to hide the dark tide surging in them.

After a moment, a gentle smile appeared at the corners of his lips, as gentle as ripples on spring water, but with a hint of elusive meaning.

"I can help." Shen Runing said softly, his voice was calm and without any emotion.

Luo Yuyao's eyes lit up, and just as she was about to speak, she heard Shen Runing's last tone turn slightly and lengthen his voice.

"but……"

Luo Yuyao was obviously prepared. Before Shen Runing could continue, she spoke eagerly, "After everything calms down, my mother will tell you everything."

Shen Runing raised his eyes and looked at her, the smile on his face still calm and harmless, as if he was not moved at all by her words.

However, the cold light that flashed in her eyes at that moment was enough to scare any careful person.

"Yuyao," Shen Runing asked softly, "Do you know that I am probably the only one in this world who can save Chu Tianji?"

Luo Yuyao nodded heavily: "Sister Rouwanzi, my mother and I will never lie to you!"

After saying that, she took the golden sand and custard pastry handed to her by Shen Runing, and started to eat it in big mouthfuls as if she had suddenly let down her guard. However, her eating manner still showed the reserve and elegance that only a princess could have.

Shen Runing looked at her with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"My mother has already told my grandfather that she chooses to stand on the side of Uncle Prince Ruyang and Sister Meatball." Luo Yuyao said vaguely while biting the puff pastry, with a look of relief.

Shen Runing narrowed his eyes, as if accidentally glancing at Luo Yuyao's young face.

"How can I help your mother?" she asked lightly, her tone sounding calm.

Luo Yuyao looked at Shen Runing, and after swallowing the last bite of custard pastry, her eyes suddenly became cautious.

She looked around, then carefully approached Shen Runing and whispered in Shen Runing's ear.

……

The wind, carrying the sound of cicadas, passed through layers of green bamboo and weeping willows, gently brushed past the secluded path, and finally circled around and landed beside Concubine Rong.

Concubine Rong was sitting upright, wearing a light blue palace skirt with cloud patterns that hung to the ground, the collar of her dress slightly wet with her tears.

Her usually exquisite makeup was a little smudged, her eyes were red and swollen from sobbing, and her tear-filled eyes looked like a deer disturbed by a hunter, so pitiful.

The fair face that had never seen the sun for many years now looked even paler because of sadness.

The maid on her right pointed at Mingyue and said in a choked voice, "Empress! It's this maid! She always gives me some letters and notes, saying that they are written by the Sixth Prince specially for you!"

As she spoke, she took out a stack of papers from her sleeve pocket and handed them to Nanny Pan with both hands.

The paper exudes a faint scent of ink, but the edges are slightly yellowed due to age.

After taking it, Nanny Pan turned around and handed it to the Queen.

The queen read it carefully and her brows furrowed even more.

Concubine Rong slammed the carved stone table in front of her, and said angrily: "Song Ren! There is no room for you to talk here!"

Upon hearing this, Song Ren immediately fell silent, fell to his knees, slapped himself hard several times, and spoke with a sob.

"Your Majesty! I really feel sorry for you! The Sixth Prince...he is too frivolous!"

Mingyue knelt there trembling, with her head lowered and not daring to raise it.

Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something but swallowed it back.

Concubine Jing sat aside, her phoenix eyes looking at Concubine Rong coldly, as sharp as a knife.

Was it Concubine Rong who was deliberately framing her, or was it that her beloved son's old illness had recurred?

At this moment, Eunuch Qian's voice was heard.

"The Emperor has arrived!"