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

It can be seen that Concubine Mei is really happy.

Not only did she ask Suyun to come and express her gratitude, she also collected a lot of treasures.

Yan Wan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Sister, you will have to raise children in the future. If you give me all these good things, I'm afraid I won't even be able to afford gifts for my daughter-in-law in the future."

Su Yun couldn't help laughing: "Our master knew you would refuse, so he ordered this servant to complete the task!"

She took two steps closer and lowered her voice, "Recently, the one from Qixiang Palace has been provoking us with words, saying that the Empress had killed our master's young prince. Our master has been in contact with her for more than a month. If she makes any move, we will tell you immediately."

Yan Wan's eyebrows moved slightly, and she said seriously: "Okay, thank my sister for me."

When Suyun heard that she no longer mentioned returning the things, he breathed a sigh of relief and bowed and left.

Yanwan held Chunchan's hand and went back to the room. When she lay down on the bed, she felt severe pain all over her body and she didn't even want to move a finger.

Chunchan hurriedly said, "My good master, no matter how tired you are, you must drink the medicine and take a medicinal bath before going to sleep."

Yan Wan's eyelids drooped: "Good Chunchan, I'm really too tired, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes were completely closed and he even started snoring slightly.

Chunchan felt both distressed and amused. She carefully moved the person away and covered him with the quilt.

Lan Cui came in quietly: "Master, don't you want to take medicine?"

Chunchan nodded: "Let her sleep first. Maybe when Eunuch Jinzhong comes, the master will wake up immediately."

Lan Cui couldn't help but say, "These past two days have seemed like years."

Chunchan sighed: "Who said it wasn't?"

Each of these things was a big deal, and really frightened her. Now, when she thinks back on every detail of the past few days, she finds it incredible that they were able to get through it successfully.

But fortunately, no matter what happens, the master and Eunuch Jinzhong are the sky of Yongshou Palace. As long as she and he do not fall, Yongshou Palace will stand!

Yanwan slept so soundly that she didn't even notice Jinzhong coming. It was not until the next morning that Chunchan and Lancui told her.

Yan Wan rubbed her brows and said, "Next time I must remember to remind you to wake me up."

But this next time, I really have to wait for a long time.

It was not until a month later, on the eve of his eastern tour, that Jinzhong sneaked into Yongshou Palace.

At that time, Yanwan was tracing red characters. She didn't turn around when she heard the noise until Jinzhong came over and called her "Ling Master" with a smile.

Yan Wan pursed her lips, wanting to finish writing the remaining two sheets, but she was afraid that he would come out in a hurry and could not stay for long, so she threw away the pen in her hand with a stern face: "Eunuch Jinzhong, you are so noble that you are stepping on cheap ground."

She leaned on the soft couch beside her, and glanced at the person she hadn't seen for a long time with her cat-like eyes. Seeing that he had become thinner and darker, she became even more unhappy.

Jinzhong groaned and half-knelt on the couch: "Look at what you said, this Yongshou Palace is the most honorable place in my heart, I wish I could live here."

His slender fingers couldn't help but touch the pink hem of Yanwan's dress. His fox eyes were filled with mist as he looked at the exquisite swallow embroidery, as if he couldn't see enough.

Yan Wan reached out and lifted his chin: "Didn't you eat? You starved yourself to this extent! Or did Li Yu make you suffer again?"

Jinzhong saw her sharp expression and said hurriedly, "No, Master, please don't fight for me again."

He lowered his voice and said, "The emperor seems to have neglected the one in Yikun Palace recently, but asked Aunt Yuhu to secretly investigate the matter between the Fifth Prince and Yu."

Yan Wan laughed nonchalantly, "Even if they investigate, what can they do? If such a relationship matter can be investigated clearly, then there must be something fishy going on."

Her only flaw was what she deliberately said to the Fifth Prince that day.

But the Fifth Prince has now been so doted on by his sister, Concubine Mei, that he is dizzy with love. Add to that the stimulation from Hai Lan and Ruyi, and it is impossible for him to make a confession to the Emperor.

Even if Yu Hu found out about the Fifth Prince, a child who drank mushroom soup, was frightened and had a high fever, and was talking nonsense, no matter what he said, it would be confusing and unbelievable.

Yu Hu is not Ruyi, so can she be sent to the Shenxingsi?

Jin Zhong loved her casual and cruel appearance: "I have learned a lesson from my failure. I will be more careful in the future and will not let the master waste the key chess pieces."

Yan Wan looked at him deeply: "Are you still blaming me?"

Jinzhong's eyes flashed: "How can I bear to do that?"

Yan Wan turned her face away, her eyes flushed: "Then you won't come to see me."

Jinzhong felt sad and helpless: "The Eastern Tour is coming soon. I have been very busy recently, but no matter how busy I am, I always think of you and have people send you things!"

He wanted to say more polite words, but seeing the tears rolling down Yanwan's cheeks, he immediately stopped doing anything and wiped them away carefully: "I am just afraid that you will think... that I am shameless and always feel timid when I am close to my hometown."

I endured it for a month, I was afraid for a month, I really missed her, so I couldn't help but come here secretly.

Yan Wan felt sore and uncomfortable: "I'm sorry for you, and I'm so shameless to plot against you. I told you not to mind the revenge of killing you, it's so shameless..."

Jinzhong couldn't help but hold her hand: "Don't say that!"

After he caught the person, he felt that he had violated the law and offended others, so he quickly let go of his hand and said, "I am offended."

He always remembered how reluctant she was to be touched by him in those memories.

Although she pretended very well, when she was really bullied by the Emperor and Ling Yunche, she would occasionally feel some sincerity and want him to get closer.

But he knew that she didn't want to do that.

Yan Wan grabbed his hand as he was trying to escape and forced him to get closer to her: "Jin Zhong, I've suffered a lot since you left."

Jinzhong's heart sank: "Master..."

Yan Wan took his hand and leaned her cheek against his palm: "People say that only those who endure hardships can become the best. I have suffered enough. You have to give me this sweetness."

Jinzhong's fingertips trembled and his whole body stiffened.

Yan Wan came closer and closer, so close that Jinzhong couldn't help swallowing his dry throat, so close that he only needed to move forward slightly to touch her lips.

Yan Wan kissed the corner of his mouth: "Don't hide from me next time."

Jinzhong's hand that she was holding suddenly stretched back and pressed the back of her head, but before he used force, he withdrew it properly, held it with forbearance, and placed it on the edge of the bed.

Yan Wan was stunned for a moment, then leaned back on the couch, looking at his red ears. Her ears also turned red with shame, but she laughed softly.

Jinzhong hardly dared to look into her eyes which seemed to be soaked with moisture, and begged for mercy: "Master, please forgive me!"

Yan Wan hummed softly, stretched out her small hand, gently grasped his fingertips, and slowly applied force: "Jin Zhong, I will want much more."

Jinzhong thought she was talking about power and status, so he held her hand tightly and said, "I will make sure you get what you want!"

Yan Wan smiled at him and said, "I will remember what you said today."

He still didn't believe that she really liked him that much, but it didn't matter. Even if some of his expressions and reactions now were fake, they would become real sooner or later.

She reached out her hand, and when his pupils slightly dilated, she gently touched his beautiful, slender neck: "It's so beautiful."

This neck that she had seen strangled to pieces with her own eyes, and his eyes that were now full of love, were like the marriage certificate he had written with his life, swearing that he would never betray her. They were more precious and unique than anything else in the world.