The clatter of horse hooves echoed rapidly along the winding ancient road, and the wheels rolled, raising a cloud of dust. Gu Zezhi rode a tall horse, following closely beside the carriage, his eyes constantly on the surroundings, alert to possible dangers.

Inside the carriage, Aunt Fang rocked the swaddling clothes gently with one hand and hummed a soft lullaby, trying to soothe the baby's occasional crying.

The child waved his pink little hands in the air, making babbling sounds, and was full of curiosity about everything.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we'll be there soon." Aunt Fang's gentle voice echoed in the narrow carriage, and her eyes were full of love.

Suddenly, a fork appeared on the road ahead. One led to the familiar official road, and the other was a rarely traveled path.

Gu Zezhi pulled the reins, looked back at the carriage, and asked loudly, "Aunt Fang, which way are we going?"

Aunt Fang frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said, "Let's take the small road. Although it's rough, it will be faster."

Gu Zezhi nodded and rode his horse onto the trail first.

There were thorns on both sides of the path, and the branches and leaves scraped against the carriage from time to time, making a harsh sound.

The carriage was bumping on the bumpy road, and Aunt Fang held the child tightly, fearing that he would be hurt.

I don’t know how long I walked, the sky gradually darkened, and the night enveloped the earth like ink.

Gu Zezhi stopped his horse and said to Aunt Fang in the carriage, "Let's find a place to rest tonight and continue our journey tomorrow."

Aunt Fang responded softly.

Not far away, a dilapidated temple came into view. Gu Zezhi drove the carriage to the temple and helped Aunt Fang and the child get off.

The dilapidated temple was filled with spider webs and dust.

Gu Zezhi found some dry straw and spread it in a corner for Aunt Fang and the child to rest. He lit a fire at the temple gate and watched the surroundings vigilantly.

The night wind blew and the flames flickered.

Aunt Fang patted the child gently, coaxing him to sleep. The child's breathing gradually became steady, and a sweet smile appeared on his face.

Aunt Fang looked at the child, her heart filled with emotion: "Little guy, your journey has been really difficult."

After several days of traveling, the dust raised by the horses' hooves gradually dissipated in front of the towering vermilion palace gate.

Gu Zezhi was exhausted but couldn't hide the relief on his face. He held the reins firmly and dismounted. Although his movements were smooth, his body was a little staggering due to the long days of traveling.

In the palace, Yun Se has been unable to eat or drink for the past few days, and has been restless, her heart full of worry and concern for her children.

She paced back and forth in the palace corridor, and every footstep seemed to question her inner anxiety.

When she heard the noise coming from the palace gate, her heart trembled suddenly, and a strong premonition came to her mind. She didn't even have time to put on her shoes and ran out barefoot.

When she saw the child being carefully protected by Aunt Fang beside the carriage, her steps froze for a moment. "Aunt Fang, are you okay? You've worked so hard on this journey."

"Your Majesty, look at the child..." Yun Se carefully held the child in his arms.

The child's originally ignorant eyes opened wide, his little mouth opened wide, revealing his milk teeth that had not yet grown in, and he giggled. He stretched out his chubby little hands, trying to grab Yun Se's clothes.

Yunse gently stroked the child's face, and the child giggled at the intimate gesture, reaching out his little hand to grab Yunse's hair. Yunse smiled through her tears and gently kissed the child's hand.

"Mom is here, my baby, you are finally back." Yun Se murmured to herself.

Aunt Fang watched this scene from the side, her eyes slightly red.

Aunt Fang pulled up a tired smile and waved her hand, "Madam, you are too polite. I am glad that I have fulfilled my mission." As soon as she finished speaking, her body fell straight back like a kite with a broken string.

Yun Se screamed and wanted to reach out to help, but she was holding the child in her arms, so her movements were a little slow.

"Aunt Fang!" Yun Se's voice was filled with fear. She quickly handed the child to the palace maid beside her and quickly stepped forward to check on Aunt Fang's condition.

Aunt Fang's face was as pale as paper, with cold sweat oozing from her forehead and her breathing was weak and rapid.

Yun Se was extremely anxious and immediately summoned the best imperial physician in the palace.

After a thorough examination, the imperial physician frowned and said slowly, "Aunt Fang is ill from overwork. She has been sleeping in the open air all the way, and her body is already weak. Now her illness is more severe, and she needs careful care."

"The little prince's cry is weak and he is malnourished. He needs more care, otherwise he may die young."

Yi Yuan said, "But there is only one doctor in the palace."

After hearing this, Yun Se paced back and forth in the palace, thinking hard about what to do. After a moment, she stopped and made up her mind to send Aunt Fang and the child back to Lingyun City.

Yunxiu and Zhong Yi can take care of one child, so it probably won’t be too difficult for them to take care of two children.

Yunse then asked Gu Zezhi to send the child to the palace, saying that Yunxiu would treat the child well. If Yi Yuan and she wanted to see the child, they could wait until the child was older and bring him back.

Yunse looked at the horizon. She was old and lacked energy, so she let Yunxiu and the others worry about taking care of the children.

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