Under Jiang Yebi's care and treatment,惢心's spirit is getting better and better.

Because of her injured legs and hands, she could only live a life of being waited on by others. Li Yu asked Jinzhong to make a wheelchair for惢心. Jiang Yebin was heartbroken and carried惢心 to the wheelchair, wanting to push her out to bask in the sun, but惢心 was very resistant. She didn't want to be in the light, let alone see people. She was afraid that others would look down on her when they saw her in her current state.

Ever since Ruo Xin was released from the Ministry of Punishment and sent back to the Yikun Palace, she hadn't left the house. She spent her days either in a wheelchair or lying in bed, dazed. She wouldn't care even if the sky fell. Only when Li Yu came to see her did she speak, tearfully asking Li Yu if the Imperial Noble Consort would make a decision for her. But the way Li Yu and Jiang Yubin kept their heads down made her guess: Jin Yuyan was a noble lady sent by the Yu family, the master. She was a lowly servant, her life in vain. How could the Emperor and the Imperial Noble Consort offend the Yu family for her? Then she returned to her state of stunned silence.

Snow began to fall from the sky. Yan Wan warmed herself by the fire while waiting for Lan Cui to return. "Wang Chan, how long has Lan Cui been gone? Why hasn't she come back yet? Is Ling Yunche really that badly injured?"

Wang Chan comforted him, "Don't worry, my lady. Master Ling is a martial artist after all, so his body is not that fragile."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lan Cui hurried back. Yan Wan immediately stood up and asked, "Have you seen Ling Yunche?"

Lan Cui's mouth was purple from the cold. She walked to the stove and drank a cup of hot tea handed to her by Wang Chan. Only then did her body gradually warm up. She looked at Yan Wan and said, "I didn't see Master Ling."

The light in Yanwan's eyes dimmed little by little, like a rose in the afterglow, withering silently, leaving only the quiet beauty of the gradual change of colors.

"When I arrived, Lord Ling was still unconscious, so I gave all the things to Zhao Jiuxiao and asked him to pass them on to Lord Ling. But when I first arrived, I saw the Imperial Noble Consort coming out of Lord Ling's room."

Yanwan frowned. What was Ruyi going to do?

Looking at a guard? If the emperor knew about this, Ling Yunche would chop off every head he had.

She asked worriedly, "What is the Imperial Concubine going there for?"

"This..." Lan Cui bit her lip, rubbing the corner of her clothes with her fingers. Her little face turned red instantly. She thought for a long time, but finally found it difficult to speak.

Seeing this, Wang Chan stepped forward and pushed Lan Cui's hand, saying, "My lady is asking you a question. What is there that you cannot say?"

Lan Cui was too embarrassed to say such words out loud. After all, she was still an unmarried girl. But looking at Yan Wan's face, she still said what Zhao Jiuxiao had whispered to her, "My lady, Zhao Jiuxiao told me that the Imperial Concubine went to deliver medicine to Lord Ling, and...she even lifted the quilt and applied the medicine to Lord Ling herself..."

Yan Wan's body stiffened. Applying the medicine herself, wouldn't that mean she had seen Ling Yunche's butt? Oh my god, she was the Emperor's personal Imperial Consort. How could she do such a shameless thing? How was this any different from seeing Ling Yunche naked?

Before, she had done some ridiculous things in order to get pregnant. She wanted to use Ling Yunche to bear a son. However, she tried to seduce him in every possible way, even putting aphrodisiac in the incense, but she still failed to seduce Ling Yunche. Now, her whole body was seen by the imperial concubine. She didn't know how Ling Yunche felt after knowing it.

Yan Wan still loves Ling Yunche, so she naturally won't expose the two of them easily.

As night falls and dusk deepens, a layer of deep blue mist fills the sky. The twinkling lights in the Forbidden City illuminate the night sky, creating a mysterious and quiet atmosphere.

Inside, Zhao Jiuxiao lit a candle and took a bottle of medicine from the table to apply to Ling Yunche. The pain was so real that Ling Yunche couldn't help but groan, his eyelashes trembling slightly. He waited until Zhao Jiuxiao finished applying the medicine and bandaging the wound before he slowly woke up.

"You are finally awake." Zhao Jiuxiao smiled innocently.

Ling Yunche wanted to get up, but every time he moved, he felt a sharp pain in his butt. After struggling for a while, he gave up completely.

Zhao Jiuxiao shouted anxiously, "Don't move. Don't you want this lower body anymore?"

There was a package on the table. Ling Yunche noticed it as soon as he woke up. He asked, "What is that?"

"I don't know either. The Imperial Concubine and Lan Cui, who is with Noble Lady Ling, came here today. When they heard you were injured, they sent you some medicine. That bundle was given to you by Noble Lady Ling. I wouldn't dare open it without your permission."

When he heard it was Ruyi, Ling Yunche's eyes lit up, "She's here? Did she say anything?"

Zhao Jiuxiao was half-informed about Ling Yunche and Wei Yanwan's affairs. He had seen all the hardships they had gone through, but it was a pity that they didn't end up together. Zhao Jiuxiao thought Ling Yunche still couldn't forget Yanwan, so he sat down beside Ling Yunche's bed, patted his shoulder, and comforted him: "Brother, you and Concubine Ling are not destined to be together, but Concubine Ling has done his best for you. After all, Concubine Jia treated her like that. If she hadn't tried to cling to the Emperor, she would have died long ago. Don't blame her anymore."

Ling Yunche was speechless.

It wasn't until Zhao Jiuxiao mentioned Ruyi's actions towards Ling Yunche that Ling Yunche realized she had seen him naked that a warm feeling welled up in his heart, and his face flushed. His mind was filled with lust for Ruyi. Did Ruyi feel the same way about him as he did about her? In Ruyi's eyes, who was more muscular, him or the emperor?

Just as Ling Yunche was lost in thought, Zhao Jiuxiao opened the bundle Lan Cui had sent him. Inside was a piece of clothing and a sachet, both made by Yan Wan herself. But before Zhao Jiuxiao could even offer his opinion, Ling Yunche rejected them with a look of disdain, even telling him to throw them away. Unwilling to part with such fine fabric, Zhao Jiuxiao asked Ling Yunche if he could give it to him. Ling Yunche agreed without a second thought.

He looked at the shoes on the ground, carefully brushed off the mud on the uppers, and looked at the Ruyi cloud pattern on the lining. This was embroidered by Ruyi herself. He would not be interested if it was given by other women.

The next day, Zhao Jiuxiao happily went to work in his new clothes.

Ling Yunche had to lie in bed for more than half a month before he could get out of bed and walk.

The first thing he did after being able to walk again was not to return to the Yangxin Palace to work, but to go to the Yime Garden and pick some red plum blossoms to give to Ruyi.

Lan Qi deliberately let Ji Tao reveal this matter to Lan Cui.

After Lan Cui found out, she immediately told Yan Wan.

Yan Wan naturally didn't believe it. She didn't believe her brother Yun Che would fall in love with someone else. To prove it, she had to go to Yikun Palace in person. As a result, before she even stepped into the Yikun Palace, she saw Ling Yun Che walking into the palace holding a bouquet of red plums, with a soul-stirring smile on his lips.

She had never seen that smile before, not even when they were in love. Yan Wan's face turned pale, and she subconsciously stepped back. She tightened her grip on Lan Cui's hand, her tone filled with resentment, "Lan Cui, did you see that? I've never seen Ling Yunche smile like that before. He's never smiled at me like that before. Does Ling Yunche really not want me anymore?"

The facts were before her eyes, and Lan Cui lowered her head silently. She knew how important Ling Yunche was to Yan Wan. Even though she had said such heartless words to Ling Yunche on the night Yan Wan was named as the promised lady, Lan Cui knew that Yan Wan still had him in her heart.

It's a pity that fate plays such a trick on them. Yan Wan and Ling Yun Che are not destined to be together after all.

Zhao Jiuxiao had said before that Ling Yunche had changed since losing Yanwan, spending his days either drinking to drown his sorrows or staring blankly at the swallows in the sky. Later, when Yanwan became a noblewoman, Ling Yunche finally woke up from his dream and began to work hard.

Lan Cui said, "My lady, Lord Ling and you are from two different worlds."

These words were so heartbreaking. Yan Wan seemed to have thousands of words in her heart and felt helpless, but she had no way to express them. It was as if a demon lived in her heart, full of resentment, and her eyes were desolate and lifeless.

Yes, they were not from the same world after all, so why force it? Yan Wan knew she had no right to hate Ling Yunche. After all, she was the one who gave up on their relationship first. Lan Cui was right. One of them was the emperor's guard, and the other was the emperor's woman. There was no way they could be together in this life. But why did this person have to be Rong Xin? With Ling Yunche's current conditions, he could easily find a palace maid or a woman with all her limbs.

Yan Wan's expression remained dazed. It was difficult for her numb heart to return to normal. She didn't want to see Ling Yunche being affectionate with another woman, so she said to Lan Cui, "Forget it, let's go back to the palace."

The moment Yan Wan turned around, the ruby ​​ring in her hand suddenly fell to the ground. Yan Wan's eyes were empty and she didn't even realize that the ring had fallen.

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