A life of ups and downs is pure joy

It was already getting dark when the palace maids on both sides came forward to help Zhuang Ge'er up.

"Master, the time has come."

The guarding palace maids said timidly that they were just servants after all.

After being punished to kneel for several hours, Zhuang Ge'er's legs were numb and weak, but what was even more uncomfortable was her heart. She thought that Gong Kou Shi would soon marry Princess Dasheng, and her heart felt as if it was being pricked by needles.

After the two palace maids bowed and left, Wan Dong and the two palace maids who accompanied her also helped Zhuang Ge'er to the pavilion to sit down and rest their legs.

Wandong quickly squatted down and gently rubbed Zhuang Ge'er's knees.

"After kneeling for so long, your knees must be red and purple."

Wan Dong said with heartache.

"I'm fine, I made you suffer as well."

Zhuang Ge'er looked up at the maid who had been kneeling in front of her for a whole day just like her, and said with some guilt.

"Master, it's all our fault for not protecting you. Your Majesty will definitely not let them off if he knows about this."

Wan Dong said angrily.

"Forget it, it turns out I don't know the rules."

Zhuang Ge'er said somewhat disheartenedly.

"Master, let's go back."

Wandong helped Zhuang Ge'er up and said.

A few of them walked to the pond in the imperial garden. Zhuang Ge'er looked there and suddenly remembered that on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Gong Kou Shi accompanied her to place river lanterns in the river.

Her steps unconsciously moved towards that place. There were only some water plants in the river, and there were no beautiful river lanterns like that night. Zhuang Ge'er looked around and saw that there were only three palace maids around her, and there was no Gong Kou Shi who was smiling happily that night. She felt a pang of sadness in her heart and could not help but shiver.

"Master, is it too cold? Let's go back."

"I want to stay here for a while and not rush back."

Zhuang Ge'er was very upset. No matter how well the king treated her, she could not forget Gong Kou Shi.

"Master, the water's cold, let's go back."

Wan Dong knew why Zhuang Ge'er was uncomfortable, so he stepped forward and spoke.

Zhuang Ge'er shook her head, didn't say anything, just stared at the pond in a daze.

"You two go back and get the master a thicker robe and fill the hot water bottle with hot water."

After Wan Dong gave her instructions, the two palace maids left.

In late autumn and early winter, the cold wind is biting, and even in late winter you can't help shivering. The days are mostly sunny, but the nights are indescribably cold.

"Master, no matter how unhappy you are, you must take care of yourself."

Wan Dong said with heartache.

"Late winter, am I a joke?"

Zhuang Ge'er said with a sob.

"Why do you say that, my Lord?"

Wan Dong asked in confusion.

"Originally, he and I were married, and it was considered a good day, but now the phoenix crown and bridal robe have to be worn by someone else."

In Wandong's eyes, Zhuang Ge'er's whole body was about to break. The little girl couldn't help but step forward to support the woman who was about to fall at any time, but at this moment she felt a pair of hands behind her pushing her back heavily.

"what."

The two slaves, who had no time to react, were pushed into the freezing cold pond in the dark night.

In the villa in the south of the city, there is singing and dancing.

Gong Zheshan specifically ordered people to arrange the banquet to receive Dasheng's bride here. Firstly, this villa, which was like a bunker, was very safe. Secondly, he was too lazy to go to the palace, so the king and the young prince also came here to meet Ning Sijue, Xiao Fan and others.

During the meal, Ning Sijue and Gong Heyu, who was sitting in the seat of honor, kept looking at each other and smiled knowingly from time to time.

"I haven't seen you for many years. You look much more handsome and mature now."

Gong Zheshan looked at Ning Sijue meaningfully and said.

"Your Majesty is joking. Si Jue is still the same young boy as before."

Ning Sijue said quickly.

"It's hard for a young boy to climb the throne of the Eastern Palace!"

After Gong Zheshan finished speaking, Xiao Fan was stunned for a moment and looked at Ning Sijue.

"Si Jue is not talented, so being an idle prince is enough, which is quite enjoyable."

Ning Sijue stood up and bowed, then glanced at the old ghost beside Gong Zheshan and then sat down.

"The Sixth Prince has accompanied the Eighth Princess all the way. The journey has been long and tiring. Let's drink first."

Gong Heyu frowned and glanced at Gong Zheshan, then smiled and said to Ning Sijue who was sitting below.

"Brother Proton, you should really try our Dayan's fine wine and see if it still tastes the same as before. Over the years, I brought you a lot of fine wine."

Gong Kou Shi also raised her glass and said.

"Shi'er, watch your words."

Gong Heyu said sternly.

"No problem."

Ning Sijue smiled and raised his glass.

"I blame myself for being so rude. Sixth Prince has been taking good care of my princess these days. I'll drink this glass of wine first."

Gong Kou Shi drank the whole glass in one gulp, then turned the glass upside down in the air. Ning Si Jue smiled and drank the glass upon seeing this.

Xiao Fan kept secretly observing everyone, and then looked at his second brother, whom he had called for nineteen years, and the two of them looked at each other.

"Master Xiao, is everything alright at home?"

Gong Heyu's eyes softened at this time. He wanted to know how his parents who had raised him for 19 years and his grandmother who loved him the most were doing.

"Your Majesty, I am deeply concerned about you. I hope your parents and grandmother are doing well."

Xiao Fan understood and replied, and then Gong Heyu raised his glass with a look of satisfaction and clinked it with him from a distance.

There were heavenly sounds of singing, dancing and silk music in the other courtyard, but the Hehuan Palace was in a panic. Empress Wei Lan and Jun went to the other courtyard, although Aunt He Ye had already sent people to the Imperial Hospital.

However, there was an imperial decree before the Imperial Hospital that no imperial physician could enter the Hehuan Palace without the emperor's personal summons.

"What should I do?"

Fortunately, Wan Dong had some energy left after drinking the water. He took a breath and changed into clean clothes, so nothing serious happened. However, the delicate person was breathing weakly and lying quietly on the bed like a corpse.

Although He Ye did not like this newcomer favored by the King, this woman was the best weapon for Wei Lan to take revenge on Fang Duoduo. He certainly did not want to give up this tool like this.

"He's sick, but you don't want the imperial physician to treat him. What's your intention, Your Majesty?"

Looking at the imperial doctors who were waiting in the yard but did not dare to enter the house, He Ye shook his head in confusion and asked.

"Although the Lord usually takes my pulse personally when I bump into something or feel unwell, I never knew His Majesty had ever issued such an imperial decree."

Wan Dong was also very melancholy at this time. The person inside was on his last breath, and the imperial doctors did not dare to go in to treat him, for fear of offending the emperor and losing their heads.

"Oh, Your Majesty is really partial to me. Now I can't do anything about it."

He Ye said somewhat unhappily when she heard this.

Wan Dong looked at the imperial physician who didn't dare to enter the room, and then looked at He Ye who didn't want to take charge of things at this time. She knew that the prince took such good care of her master's illness. Even if the king was partial to her, he would not stop the imperial physician from seeing the patient on a daily basis. There must be some reason behind it.

"Aunt He Ye, move over and talk."

Wandong stepped forward and said.

"What's the matter? Tell me."

He Ye reluctantly put Wan Dong aside for a while, and after Wan Dong finished speaking in a low voice, He Ye frowned.

"The palace gates are closed. How can I, a lotus leaf, leave the palace?"

"Aunt, you also know that the master is now the one whom the monarch holds in his heart. If anything happens to her, the worst that can happen to us in Hehuan Palace is that we will lose our heads. But now, aunt, you are also caught up in it."

"If the Lord knew that my aunt could have been saved but was not, I'm afraid he would blame me. I don't know what would happen."

Wan Dong said calmly.

"What can I do? I've already called the imperial physician for you. I've done what I need to do."

He Ye looked at Wan Dong angrily and said, I never thought that this damn girl would dare to drag me into this.

"Aunt, you are a servant of the Empress and the highest-ranking maid in our palace. Although I am stupid, I know that you can leave the palace with the Empress's token."

Late winter continued.

"You are so brave, you actually dare to threaten me."

He Ye looked at Wan Dong's cunning face and shouted angrily.

"Don't be angry, auntie. I'm just helping you. This is a good opportunity to make a contribution."

Wandong stepped forward to support He Ye, and just told her to calm down and continue speaking.

"What do you mean?"

Although He Ye frowned, she became interested and asked.

"Our master was just bullied and forced to kneel in the Imperial Garden today by a concubine, and not long after, he was secretly murdered and fell into the water. If you help us now, the emperor will definitely remember your great achievement, and the empress will be very happy too. After all, she even gave our master her favorite hairpin as a reward."

Late Winter continued.

He Ye paused and thought for a moment. She had heard about what happened in the imperial garden today. If she went to the palace now, the emperor would come back and save the owner of the Hehuan Palace. He would definitely be grateful to the empress, and those concubines would also be punished.

Thinking of this, He Ye straightened her hair and then put on a serious expression.

"Then I will leave the palace. The Empress is so kind and generous."

After saying this, He Ye twisted her waist and walked out of the Hehuan Palace. Wan Dong also returned to the house with a sense of relief. He instructed the palace maids to continue using cold towels to cool down Zhuang Ge'er, who had a high fever at this time. He also went forward and kept wiping Zhuang Ge'er's face and hands.

"Master, you must hold on. Your Majesty will be back soon."