Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Wanwan's Daily Advancement

Ling Yunche's breathing stagnated: "Could it be that she is dying, and the emperor has pity on her and wants to celebrate for her?"

Jinzhong: “…”

He stared at Ling Yunche, uttering countless dirty words in his mind, before he barely suppressed the urge to slap him.

He has always been like this. The more murderous he is in his heart, the steadier his smile is.

He raised his hand and called to the guard patrolling nearby: "Master Zhao."

The chief guard came over and asked, "Eunuch Jinzhong?"

Jinzhong pointed at Ling Yunche and said, "I heard this guard cursing the noble lady in the palace."

The chief guard was stunned and asked tentatively, "How do you want to deal with this, sir?"

Jinzhong smiled faintly and said, "Of course, Lord Zhao should just take care of his subordinates. The emperor is very busy with government affairs, and we can't bother him with such a small matter."

The chief guard understood that he was going to beat the guy up and be done with it.

He called two people over and pointed at Ling Yunche: "Take him to the corner and explain the palace rules to him."

Ling Yunche's face darkened: "Eunuch Jinzhong, I didn't mean that..."

But, who cares about him.

The two guards grabbed his arms tightly and dragged him to a corner, beating him in painful but private places until Ling Yunche was in excruciating pain. However, his mouth was blocked by the belt, so he could only groan.

The chief guard smiled and said, "I will inform his foreman and ask him to concentrate on teaching this person in the future."

Jinzhong smiled and exchanged a few words with him, then took his stiff and painful legs and walked briskly to the Imperial Household Department and then to Changchun Palace.

When he arrived at the place, he stretched his knees before entering the side hall to avoid being noticed by Yan Wan, and then he walked into the house with his usual smile.

"Congratulations, Lord Wei. The emperor has specially bestowed upon you a title that is as great as a jade pendant, and is highly regarded and admired!"

Yan Wan had no time to care about the different titles in this life. She looked straight at Jin Zhong's legs: "What's wrong with your legs?"

Jinzhong paused, then smiled as usual and said, "I'm fine, Master, congratulations..."

A trace of hostility flashed across Yan Wan's dark eyes: "Did Li Yu punish you?"

Jin Zhongying looked around and found that there was no one else around, so he breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Chunchan. Chunchan immediately walked to the door and stared outside.

Jinzhong chuckled and walked towards Yanwan's bed. Just as he was about to kneel down on one knee, Yanwan grabbed his wrist tightly. Her usually sweet voice even cracked a little: "No kneeling! Stand! Stand still!"

Yanwan always liked the sight of Jinzhong kneeling on one knee beside her and coaxing her patiently.

When she woke up, she always thought of him. She wished he could kneel at her feet like he did in his last life and call her Master tenderly and lovingly.

But now, how could she bear to do that?

Over the years, she and he had been climbing up the ladder, and it had never been smooth sailing.

Just as she had suffered so much, Jinzhong had also suffered so much from being punished by Li Yu just for helping her.

She remembered how he would walk as if nothing had happened every time he was punished to kneel.

He is the apprentice of the Imperial Chief Steward and cannot show his weakness in front of others, but she is not someone else.

If this wasn't Changchun Palace, she would just want to pull him and let him sit on her bed: "Why are you hiding this from me?"

Jinzhong couldn't bear to see her in pain. When he saw her eyes turn red, his own eyes also turned red. "Master, I'm really fine. Your body can't stand the anger right now. Just think of it as you feel sorry for me and don't be angry."

Yan Wan turned her face away, sniffed, and raised the corners of her mouth as if nothing had happened: "Of course I feel sorry for you."

She slowly let go of him: "Lan Cui, show Eunuch Jin Zhong a seat."

Jinzhong could only sit down slowly and look at her pale little face, but he didn't know what to say.

No matter how many words of comfort I offer, they seem pale and powerless when I know how much injustice she has suffered.

He thought for a moment and said, "The Emperor has rewarded me with a good job. I will slap Lady Hai thirty times every day until you recover. My dear, please stay in bed for a few more days. I am itching to slap her a few more days to vent my anger."

Yan Wan hummed softly and looked at him eagerly, as if she could never see enough of him.

Seeing Jinzhong's red eyes, she felt a little guilty.

In fact, she is far from being as pitiful and helpless as she appears. All her fragility and fragileness are just her means to win people's hearts.

Those endless tears and the nightmares that could not be escaped could have stopped when Hailan's screams were heard.

But she still allowed herself to fall into nightmares again and again, damaging her body.

Just like she told Chunchan, she had no power or influence, and the only weapon she could use was herself.

Only when everyone, especially Chunchan and Jinzhong, saw with their own eyes how miserable she was, would they still love her, pity her, and be reluctant to blame her after the sudden change.

She did have a demon in her heart - she was afraid that Jinzhong and Chunchan would also be reborn, and that they would resent her and seek revenge on her for killing her in their previous life.

If that day ever comes...

She hoped that because of the extra sympathy they now had, their love would outweigh their hatred, and that they would believe that she had truly changed.

Increase the love and hope that the love will outweigh the hate.

If it really doesn't work, then find a place, lock it up and keep it.

This was the only solution she came up with after she came back, after suffering from sleepless nights.

Yan Wan thought about it and couldn't help shedding tears again. She only wanted to calculate their hearts, not to let Jinzhong be punished by Li Yu!

How could Jinzhong know that the girl, who looked so soft and about to break, had terrible thoughts in her mind?

Seeing that Yan Wan was aggrieved and worried, he became anxious and angry: "My Lord, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you in the future! None of those bastards will be able to escape!"

Yanwan chuckled, her eyes sparkling: "I don't care about those, I only care about you..." and Chunchan.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard Chunchan say, "The Queen is coming!"

Jinzhong jumped up from the stool, his face turned pale with pain, but he managed to suppress the blush on his face. His skin twitched a little, but he successfully managed his expression before the queen came in.

Empress Fucha hurriedly asked, "But what compensation will the emperor give to Yan Wan?"

This was another person who had weak legs and feet, and he also hurried over to comfort her.

Yan Wan looked at Empress Fucha and saw that when she heard that she was given the title of Ling, her eyes curved with joy and she couldn't help but reddening again.

Until he heard Jinzhong say - Chinese New Year is only one month away...

One month!

Chinese New Year!

……Lunar New Year's eve!

She came back suddenly and focused all her attention on the people around her. She didn't even ask about their age and didn't realize that New Year's Eve was only a month away.

Calculating the time, isn't it almost time for the bean plague to break out in the palace, and everyone will be in danger? Is it time for the Seventh Prince to be infected with the bean plague?

If she was still the Empress Fucha from the previous life, what did she care about her?

The reason why she didn't take revenge was because she would soon drown and die, so she was too lazy to care.

Yes.

Yan Wan's face turned pale as she suddenly realized that the woman who treated her so well, like a real sister and even better than her biological mother, only had a few months left to live!