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

Yan Wan's expression changed slightly, but Empress Fucha noticed that something was wrong with her at the first moment.

"Good boy, why are you feeling bad again?"

She endured the pain in her ankle and went over to touch her hair, but was hugged by Yan Wan.

The kindness of her mother that Yan Wan had thought about day and night was embodied in Empress Fucha.

It is to vent her anger regardless of the rules, it is the persistence of supporting her without her needing any help, it is the constant concern for her fear that she will get hurt, it is the gentleness of staying by her side even if she is hurt...

She couldn't bear it.

She wanted her to survive!

The fingertips of Yan Wan's fingers that were clutching her clothes turned white: "Madam, I have something to tell you."

Empress Fucha was stunned for a moment, then gently touched her back and said, "Don't be afraid, the bad days are over, and things will get better and better in the future. No matter what you want to say, don't vomit and hurt yourself."

Yan Wan opened her mouth several times before she asked with a trembling voice, "Seventh Prince, is he okay?"

Empress Fucha said gently: "He still has a low fever, but he is in good spirits."

At this point, she chuckled: "Yan Wan, do you want to practice calligraphy with Yong Cong? You are the only one who did this. He ruined the big characters you had written with great difficulty, but you were not annoyed, but very happy instead."

Yan Wan felt extremely guilty. She had once thought that if they didn't save each other, she would treat Empress Fucha well in the future, too. But when it really came to a life-and-death situation, how could she bear to leave the person who loved her so sincerely?

She hugged her waist and tried to lower her voice: "Madam, I dreamed of... Bean Disease... Seventh Prince..."

Empress Fucha was shocked and quickly covered her mouth. If Dou Yi said something like this, and someone reported it, she would be in big trouble!

Su Lian, who was standing next to Empress Fucha, glared angrily: "You are so outrageous! How dare you curse the Seventh Prince openly..."

Empress Fucha interrupted her abruptly: "Shut up! Su Lian! Yan Wan just had a nightmare."

But feeling Yan Wan's trembling body, she couldn't help but feel panicked.

Recently, the Seventh Prince has been having fever more and more, and his spirits are not very good. She said this to comfort Yan Wan.

Yan Wan certainly knew that any ominous words should not be directed at the only legitimate son of the Qing Dynasty, but since she had opened her mouth, she wanted to fight against the sky.

She bit her lip and lowered her voice: "My queen, the master of the Imperial Observatory said that I have a good life and can bring good luck to those around me."

Empress Fucha knew what kind of person Yan Wan was. The girl was so cautious and prudent, yet she could say something that could get her sentenced to death today... Could it be that God had mercy on her and reminded her through Yan Wan's mouth?

She closed her eyes and said, "Su Lian, go and guard the door. Lian Xin, go and find Qi Ru and tell him that I am not feeling well."

She felt weak all over and didn't even dare to think about Yongcong, but she had to let Qi Ru, the best doctor, see her before she could feel at ease.

"Jinzhong..." Empress Fucha pulled the corner of her mouth, still covering up for Yan Wan: "Wait outside for a while, Yan Wan is frightened by a nightmare, I will comfort her."

Jinzhong didn't hear what Yanwan said, but from her expression, he knew she was talking about something extremely fatal.

He felt both love and hate.

He suffered so much for loving this girl, but he was still loyal to the person who truly loved her. Then he would never have to worry about being used and thrown away by her in his life.

I hate that she doesn't care about my own safety, dares to say anything, and dares to meddle in other people's business. I'm afraid she will get into trouble.

But no matter how anxious he was, he could only bow respectfully and leave through the door.

Yanwan felt a little guilty as she had made Jinzhong worry again, but when she heard that Qi Ru was coming, her tense mind relaxed a little.

She had been a mother herself and knew how worried a mother could be about her child - even if the child had just had an unlucky nightmare, she would go and check on him as soon as she woke up, and tell him to be careful today.

She gently held Empress Fucha's trembling hand, hoping that she would laugh and scold her for worrying too much, and hoping that what happened in the previous life would not happen again.

But Qi Ru came hurriedly, and Empress Fucha personally took him to see Yongcong.

Two quarters of an hour later, Yan Wan heard Empress Fucha's shrill cries.

"No! No one can take Yong Cong away! I, I will never allow it!"

Yanwan suddenly sat up straight, threw back the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

Jinzhong rushed in and held her wrist tightly: "Master Ling! Why are you joining in the fun at this time?!"

Yan Wan's fingertips were trembling: "Jinzhong, I told the Queen, I..."

Jinzhong's face turned pale: "You really don't take your life seriously!"

Out of the blue, the Seventh Prince suddenly contracted bean plague, and no one else knew about it except Yan Wan. She wanted to use her fragile body to go to the Shenxing Division to see who was stronger, her or the torture instruments.

Yan Wan was so scared that her face turned pale: "Jinzhong, the queen treats me better than my mother."

Jinzhong wished he could wake her up: "No matter how good the queen is, she has to take care of her biological son first! The Seventh Prince must be moved away. When the queen gets anxious, who do you think she will blame?"

Yanwan didn't say anything.

Jinzhong was so scared that he felt dizzy. He took a deep breath to calm himself down and quickly thought of a solution: "What news have you heard? Do you know who wants to harm the Seventh Prince?"

Yan Wan knew a lot of things in the harem, but not the secrets that happened before she became a concubine. She pursed her lips and looked straight at Jinzhong: "I will ask the Queen to take care of the Seventh Prince personally. Please help the Queen to investigate this matter."

Jinzhong's pupils shrank: "You are not..."

Yan Wan grabbed his hand tightly: "I have no power and influence, and I can only rely on pity. How can I possibly defeat Concubine Xian and Concubine Jia? Jinzhong, I want to take a gamble, are you afraid?"

Jinzhong never knew that she had become so crazy. Half a year ago, she was just a timid palace maid who only wanted to escape from Qixiang Palace.

He closed his eyes and said, "Fuck it! Let's make a bet!"

Yan Wan curled her lips: "I knew you would go crazy with me."

Jinzhong couldn't hold back any longer: "Master Ling, how can you be crazy? You have to think of yourself as a bad guy. You have done good things, but you still have to do some mean things to make yourself feel that your kindness is not stupid!"

He glared at her angrily: "Are you really..."

I couldn't bear to say the word "stupid" in the end: "I hope your kindness will not be exchanged for malice!"

He hurried out, and just as he entered the house, he heard Su Lian's sinister voice: "Madam, how did your lady know all this? Could it be that she had tampered with it? We should investigate it thoroughly!"

Jinzhong's eyes were filled with anger and his steps paused slightly.

He wanted to hear what the best wife in his master's heart would choose!