Cannon fodder and female supporting role, a match made in heaven

In the middle of the night, the bright moon hung high in the sky, like falling snow and frost, making the atmosphere in Changhua Palace even more depressing.

The two palace maids stood in the corner of the bedroom, not daring to breathe, for fear of accidentally angering Princess Changning, who was already furious.

The personal maid came in with a bowl of medicine: "Princess, it's time to take the medicine."

Princess Changning was leaning against the bed. Upon hearing this, she turned her head away, her eyes full of impatience.

"I don't drink."

"Princess, you have caught a cold, the imperial physician..."

The palace maid tried to persuade her and brought the bowl closer, but Princess Changning suddenly became furious.

"I said I don't want to drink, don't you understand?"

Princess Changning threw the bowl hard, almost hitting the queen who was about to come in, but fortunately it was blocked by the palace maid who was supporting her.

"Ningning!" The queen was startled, frowned, and scolded, "What kind of temper are you throwing?!"

Princess Changning was a little panicked because she almost hit her mother just now. When she heard the queen's words, she felt angry and aggrieved.

"Mother, don't you know why I am angry? Now, I have fulfilled your wish!"

The queen's face turned pale and she raised her voice: "How dare you speak to my mother like that!"

Princess Changning threw back the quilt and walked quickly to the Queen.

"Am I wrong? Mother gave me that dress on purpose to embarrass me in public, just to make me marry Pei Yan so that my brother could keep his position as the crown prince."

The quarrel between the queen and the princess frightened the palace maids in the bedroom so much that they all retreated, fearing that they would hear something they shouldn't hear if they stayed there.

Chang Ning complained tearfully: "You always do things for my brother and use me as a pawn, but does my brother know your good intentions? Mother, am I not your daughter? Why do you treat me like this?"

"That's enough!" The queen slammed the table heavily, furious. "Pei Yan has both good looks and good character, why can't you marry him?"

"I don't like it!" Changning pushed all the cups on the table to the ground, making loud crackling noises.

Her breathing quickened, and her voice became sharp: "No matter how good Pei Yan is, I don't like him. I don't like him, I just don't like him! You used my lifelong event to pave the way for my brother, but what about my brother? He treats Xiao Qingwu and Xiao Qingyi better than me, why?"

Princess Changning vented her grievances. He was obviously her biological brother, but he always thought more about the other two people. She was also sad and upset.

The queen closed her eyes with a complicated expression.

Her son was indeed very good to Concubine Shu's two daughters, which was probably due to the causes she had sown.

At that time, Concubine Shu was pregnant and at the height of her power. She was afraid that if Concubine Shu gave birth to a prince, Zhi'er's position as crown prince would be in jeopardy.

She knew clearly that her mother's family was no longer powerful. Considering the childhood friendship between Concubine Shu and the Emperor, if she did not use some means, she was afraid that her position as Queen would be in jeopardy.

When she was feeling depressed, she happened to see Zhi'er playing marbles with the eunuch. Zhi'er saw her passing by and very sensibly reminded her to be careful not to step on the marbles and fall.

It was this sentence that gave her an idea, and she had some inconspicuous smooth stones laid in the places where Concubine Shu often went.

After the plan was successful, she told the nanny that it was all thanks to Zhi'er who made her come up with this idea, but she was careless for a moment and did not notice that Zhi'er outside the door heard her words.

Concubine Shu gave birth to twin girls prematurely, which not only did not threaten her and Zhi'er's status, but one of the girls was even born with a weak constitution. Zhi'er could not blame her as her mother, but she felt very guilty for putting all the blame on herself.

"Forget it." The queen said indifferently, "It's a foregone conclusion now. You have to accept your fate."

Princess Changning trembled slightly. She had to accept her fate. Why should she accept it? Lu Yan had just told her a few days ago that he would ask for an imperial decree to grant the marriage in a few days.

On the other side, the atmosphere in Changchun Palace was also very depressing.

The imperial physician had just examined Huimin and was trembling as he reported the princess' condition to the emperor.

When the Emperor heard that Huimin would only live three to five years even if she was well taken care of, he immediately got very angry, and Concubine Shu burst into tears beside the unconscious Huimin's bed.

When Shen Zhaozhao heard the imperial physician's words, she felt a little upset.

The flow of time in the illusion was abnormal, but the scenes did not change randomly like before. She acted like a cat for a while, silently waiting for the illusion to come to an end.

She guessed that the end of the illusion was probably the end of Huimin's life, and she actually didn't want time to pass so quickly at that time.

*

On May 15th, Princess Changning got married.

After the excitement, Jiamin and Huimin squeezed into one bed at night.

Shen Zhaozhao waited obediently for the palace maid to wash her and put her on the cushion, then listened with her eyes open to the two little girls whispering.

Jiamin said, "No wonder people often say that a woman is most beautiful when she is married. My sister is very beautiful today. I wonder if I will also be very beautiful when I am married."

Huimin propped up half of her body with her hands, with a smile on her face: "Ayi, do you want to get married?"

Jiamin blushed immediately and argued in a low voice: "I don't have any. What's good about getting married?"

Huimin covered her mouth and laughed.

Jiamin was so embarrassed and angry that she didn't say anything. After a while, she still expressed her daughter's thoughts.

"Awu, do you know the man my father wants me to marry? It's Yu Si. He's really boring. He can't recite poetry or paint. He only knows how to wield swords and guns. He also always likes to argue with me."

Shen Zhaozhao found it quite funny when she recalled that Prince Yongping pretended to be a scholar for Yu Miaoyi.

Huimin asked, "Is he nice to you?"

Jiamin nodded, her eyes shining.

"It's pretty good. Although he always makes me angry, he always finds ways to make me happy in the end."

Huimin curled her lips and was happy for her: "It's great that you like each other."

"What about you? Ah Wu, do you have someone you like?"

Shen Zhaozhao covered her paws. After eating and drinking, she also missed Chu Yu. What was he doing now?

Huimin stared at the top of the gauze tent, and the person who appeared like a light when she thought she was going to die appeared in her mind.

She does.

"Go to sleep, Ayi. Tomorrow is a new day."

It’s great that she lived another day.

The next morning, Jiamin walked out lazily and bumped into a palace maid.

She was hurt and scolded him. Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly saw the palace maid holding a kite. The frame looked a little old and the paper was yellowed.

"What is this?" Jiamin asked the palace maid.

The maid replied, "It's Princess Huimin's kite. A few days ago, we found that there was a crack in the frame, so we just repaired it and brought it back."

"Oh, then you take it in." Jiamin waved her hand.

She walked briskly towards Concubine Shu's bedroom, but suddenly an idea flashed in her mind and she stopped.

She seemed to have seen that kite somewhere.