Becoming a widow for the sake of good fortune? The short-lived prince lived a hundred years

Yan Xining was also startled by him. She paused her movements, then looked at him as if he was facing a great enemy, and was speechless.

She pointed at herself and said, "Just change into outer clothes, regular clothes. I have things to do today!"

Chu Jinxun knew that he had made a fool of himself.

But just now, seeing her suddenly undress, his heart skipped a beat and his mind was not thinking. Besides, even if it was just changing outer clothes, it seemed inappropriate. After all, he was a man.

But thinking of what she said yesterday, he pursed his lips again.

The way she looked at herself was like a sister looking at her brother.

Didn't she realize that he was actually a grown man?

What gave her the illusion that she was like a child?

At this time, she had already deftly unbuttoned her outer robe, revealing her snow-white inner garment. Chu Jinxun quickly turned his head away.

After thinking about it, I decided to face the car wall.

Yan Xining laughed, and swiftly took off the princess's palace dress and changed into a light blue casual suit.

This is one of the suits I bought at Yunshangju that day. It is well-tailored and feels light and comfortable when worn.

After folding her palace robes and putting them away, she smiled and said, "I've already changed. I don't need to face the wall anymore."

Chu Jinxun turned around, glanced at her, and then sat up straight again.

Meanwhile, in the palace, Emperor Yongxi was flipping through a memorial and listening to a report. Especially when he heard Chu Jinxun say that if there was an afterlife, he would make amends, he frowned and asked the kneeling Imperial Physician Qi, "Let's go to Prince An's mansion and take a look!"

"Yes!"

He was ordered to go to Prince An's mansion to see him once a month. There was also a permanent doctor in Prince An's mansion, but no matter how you looked at it, it was the same: Prince An's qi and blood were becoming increasingly weak. After taking a ginseng that was over a hundred years old, he would feel better for a while, but then he would become weaker again.

It hasn't changed in many years.

After the imperial physician of Qi left, Emperor Yongxi was still looking at the memorial in his hand, but he looked at it for a long time without moving.

After a long moment, he seemed to be thinking about something, and then he slowly said, "Yushu, who is the person that Concubine Chen trusts the most?"

Yushu lowered his eyes and smiled respectfully, "It must be the Emperor! Not only did the Emperor take her into the palace and dote on her endlessly, he also allowed the son she gave birth to inherit the Prince of Fuguo's mansion. What a great favor this is! When the Concubine Chen passed away, she was still thinking of you, Your Majesty!"

Emperor Yongxi's eyes were gloomy.

He did not forget the woman who was once lively but ended up emaciated. She had a pale face and tugged at his sleeve. Her eyes were desolate and sad, full of longing and reluctance.

Her voice was still ringing in my ears: "Your Majesty has been so kind to me, but my health is not good enough. I was unable to give Your Majesty a healthy child. I am truly sorry for your love. Xun'er has suffered from many illnesses and may...maybe he will die with me soon. Please take care of me!"

That was a child of only five years old.

He was sick in bed, as thin and frail as a cat, and different from all his other royal sons.

Too weak, he acts like a three-year-old at the age of five.

There seemed to be a thick fog in the depths of Emperor Yongxi's eyes. "Yushu, tell me, can a five-year-old child remember things?"

"Probably... I can't!" Yu Shu said carefully, "Other children might remember things, but His Royal Highness Prince An has been ill since childhood and has been in a coma most of the time..."

Emperor Yongxi nodded gently and murmured to himself, "Yes, he's only five years old, he still doesn't remember anything! He must have long forgotten what his mother looked like, her voice, everything about her!"

Yushu stood aside without saying anything. He didn't dare to say anything.

Twenty-three years have passed, right? Back then, the Empress Chen was only fifteen, right?

The entire Fuguogong Mansion was made up of generals. In that battle, men, women, young and old all went to the battlefield, even twelve-year-old children went.

It was the Duke's wife who drugged her and kept her in the capital. Perhaps by then, the Duke's family had already known that they would never return.

That battle lasted for two years.

He still remembered that when the news of the Duke of Fu's entire family dying for their country reached the capital, and the coffins of all sizes were transported back, the orphan girl, covered in gifts, cried until she fainted several times, and all the people in the city shed tears.

The emperor issued an imperial decree to take the orphan girl into the palace and directly confer her the title of concubine. He also promised that the child she gave birth to could inherit the Fuguogong Mansion and carry on the Fuguogong bloodline.

The people praised the emperor for his wisdom.

But the orphan girl Wen Lan was originally a cheerful, bright and heroic woman. After entering the palace, she was locked up in the deep palace and almost never smiled.

Emperor Yongxi said slowly, "Yes, what does a five-year-old child know? He is trapped in the palace, struggling to survive. Even if he has overwhelming wealth and power, what meaning does it have to him?"

Yushu didn't dare to respond. He not only lowered his head, but also quietly took several steps back.

Emperor Yongxi seemed melancholy and deep in thought. After a while, he opened a memorial. This time he flipped through it very quickly. After flipping through several books, he rubbed his eyebrows and a dark color flashed in his eyes.

"Yushu, am I getting old?"

Yushu was startled and quickly said, "The Emperor is in the prime of life, how could he be old?"

Emperor Yongxi threw away the memorial in his hand and sneered: "My sons all think I am old!" He stood up suddenly and paced in the hall, his face gloomy and dark, like the sky before a heavy rain.

Yushu took a careful look and found that the document that was thrown away was a memorial requesting the title of crown prince!

After the Emperor turned forty, such memorials have continued to be received. However, the Emperor's mind is unpredictable, the position of Crown Prince is still undecided, and the princes are fighting openly and secretly among themselves. Could it be that the Emperor wants to raise a Gu?

Yushu didn't dare to guess and just pretended to be confused: "The emperor is a man of great vigor and power, with great strategies and tactics. Your Highnesses would never be so unfilial!"

Emperor Yongxi glanced at him and said, "Do I have two thousand-year-old ginsengs in my private vault? Send one to Prince An's mansion!"

After Yan Xining changed into casual clothes, she asked Jingfeng to stop the car and drop her off at the entrance of an alley, and then she left in a leisurely manner.

Looking at her departing back, Chu Jinxun followed her with his gaze until he could no longer see her figure. Then he withdrew his gaze and continued to return home as if nothing had happened.

Yan Xining went directly to Guanxiang Garden.

At this time, Jiang Feng had already arrived at Guanxiang Garden.

At that time, there were not many customers in Guanxiang Garden, and both the shopkeeper and the chef were relatively idle.

She found Yuan Cheng, the shopkeeper of Guanxiang Garden, and explained her purpose. Yuan Cheng was confused about who Mr. Ning was and was pondering. The master chef frowned. He had been the master chef at Guanxiang Garden for a long time, and now suddenly there was another one, a woman? And a woman with a child?

He immediately jumped out and expressed his dissatisfaction: "You're applying for the position of pastry chef? Did I hear you correctly? You don't think that just because you know how to make one or two kinds of pastries, you can become a master chef here, right?"

Yuan Cheng also felt that it was not appropriate. Guanxiangyuan's business was not good now. He was thinking about reducing the number of employees to save costs. How could he hire more people?

And it seems like he really doesn't know this Mr. Ning!