Jinwei joins hands in rebirth: villains can also eat at the table

"Greetings to Concubine Jia!" Yan Wan bowed to her as usual. She had been avoiding Concubine Jia for the past few months, but she still came to her door.

"Stop, Ying'er, that's not right. You should call her Wei Guiren. Your manners are wrong. You've been a maid for so many years, and now you've become the mistress. It's hard to change your habits. Why are you still acting so rudely?"

Concubine Jia didn't even get out of the sedan chair, but leaned on the backrest and spoke lazily.

"I am a rude concubine and have offended Your Majesty. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

As soon as she heard the tone, she knew she couldn't escape today, so Yan Wan could only continue to reply.

"In the past, you were only fit to serve me at my feet in Qixiang Palace. Now that you're my master, you're still a stubborn person. Well, you came from Qixiang Palace, so I'll teach you a lesson. I'll punish you by making you kneel here for two hours! You'll learn your lesson well."

After saying this, Concubine Jia left.

Although autumn has arrived in the Forbidden City, the heat is still very strong.

No matter how favored Yan Wan was, she was not more favored than Concubine Jia. This training made Yan Wan kneel firmly under the scorching sun for two hours.

Chunchan and Lancui were helpless, one of them helped hold the umbrella while the other fanned the children.

After kneeling for two hours, it was getting dark. Yan Wan felt her legs go numb and she almost collapsed on the two men. Her clothes were soaked with sweat, and she saw stars. She stayed there for a long time before being helped back to the palace.

This kneeling was a terrible thing. He developed a high fever that night and his knees were extremely swollen. He was about to talk nonsense.

Chunchan hurriedly sent someone to call the imperial physician, but for some reason, in such a large imperial hospital, there was no imperial physician on duty tonight.

Even Chunchan, who is usually calm and introverted, was distracted and quickly asked Lancui to invite the emperor.

The Emperor is staying in Changchun Palace today, but the life of the master is at stake, so even if it means offending the Emperor and the Empress, we will not hesitate.

As Lan Cui just walked out of Yongshou Palace and looked up, she bumped into Jinzhong. He was running in a hurry, and when he saw Lan Cui was about to go out, he quickly pulled her in.

"Eunuch Jinzhong, you are finally here. I was just about to go and invite the Emperor!"

"It's useless. The Emperor is busy with government affairs and has just fallen asleep. The people in Changchun Palace won't let you in. The imperial physician from the Imperial Hospital was called away by Concubine Jia, saying that the Eighth Prince is ill..."

"What should I do?" Lan Cui was so anxious that she was turning around and around, tears streaming down her face. The disease came on so suddenly that it scared the little girl.

"She might have gotten a heat stroke from kneeling for too long this afternoon. Go in and find some salt and put it in the ice basin. Use the water in the ice basin to wet a handkerchief and put it on her forehead. Then use the water to wipe her body and give her some more soup. Go quickly!"

This was a common method used by palace ladies to treat heatstroke. They were not as refined as their masters, so they could only use well water to cover themselves.

After receiving the news, Lan Cui ran inside, leaving Jinzhong alone wandering in the yard.

Your master's health is already poor, and this illness may be difficult to recover from!

The emperor is asleep, so it's okay for these eunuchs to sneak away for a while, as long as they return before the emperor wakes up.

After sitting in the yard for a long time, Lan Cui finally ran out to tell him the news: "The master's fever has subsided a little, and he is still conscious. He is calling you in."

After saying that, he came out of the room with Chunchan.

Jinzhong walked in slowly. The bed curtains were layered, and the hostess was lying on the bed. Through the gauze curtains, she looked a little unreal.

"My Lord, I am here." Jinzhong couldn't help but step forward and hold her hand, only to feel it was cold.

Her high fever had just subsided, and although her forehead was hot, her hands and feet were cold.

Jinzhong put her hand against his face to warm her up.

"You're here, you must be scared." Yan Wan was barely breathing. This illness had left her completely drained of energy.

"My Lord, you scared me to death. We finally came back. If you leave so soon, how will I survive?" Jinzhong was really frightened by her weak appearance. His heart felt like being stabbed by needles. Tears started to fall as he spoke.

It was the first time that Yanwan saw him cry.

In her previous life, before she died, did anyone cry for her? I'm afraid everyone was very happy. If she hadn't killed Jin Zhong, would he have cried for her like he is now?

Yan Wan has never been loved before, and she doesn't know what love is. Surrounded by calculations and conspiracies, she believes that all sincerity is fake. Jin Zhong doesn't know how to love. He loves too tightly, in a distorted way, and in front of Yan Wan, he becomes a threat.

So in her previous life, as soon as she gained power, she wanted to get rid of Jinzhong, the only shackle that bound her, but she didn't expect that she would clip her own wings with her own hands.

This also led to her being isolated and helpless, and ruined her life.

"I'm sorry." With tears in her eyes, Yanwan turned her head and said to Jinzhong.

Jinzhong quickly shook his head: "I don't blame you, I did it willingly."

"I said those words out of stubbornness. I knew the Emperor wanted to kill me, and for the Emperor, I was willing to do it... Even if, even if the Emperor wanted to kill me in this lifetime, I wouldn't complain. But the Emperor has to wait a little longer. You have to wait until I help you to the throne of the Empress before killing me, okay?"

He spoke softly, expressing his true feelings.

This "yes" was like an extremely sharp knife, ruthlessly piercing her already broken heart and making her feel like dying.

Yan Wan finally couldn't bear this pain and torture any longer. The guilt in her heart came like a surging flood, drowning her completely.

She stared at Jinzhong with her eyes wide open, tears rolling uncontrollably from her eye sockets like beads with broken strings, slowly flowing down her pale and haggard cheeks.

At this moment, Yan Wan seemed to have lost all her strength and support, and her whole body became shaky. Her body was trembling slightly, and her lips were trembling constantly, but she couldn't say a word.

When she thought of the tragic appearance of Jinzhong who died alone in the palace in her previous life, endless sadness and self-blame filled her heart, making her almost breathless.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, Jinzhong, I shouldn't have killed you..."

"Master, don't cry. Everything is over. I will still be with you and enjoy a lifetime of wealth and glory with you. Don't cry..."

"I will always stay by your side for the rest of my life. You can't drive me away, even if you want. I won't cry anymore, but be careful not to hurt my eyes..."

Jinzhong was frightened by Yanwan's tears. He quickly reached out to wipe her tears and coaxed her in a low voice that was unspeakably gentle.

Perhaps she was tired, she cried for a while and was gradually coaxed to sleep by Jinzhong.

Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, Jinzhong looked at the time and realized that it was getting late, so he put her hand back under the quilt, covered her with the quilt, and quietly walked out of the room.

Only after leaving the room did he dare to stretch his legs and rub his knees. He had been half-kneeling on the footrest, and by the time he realized what was happening, his legs were numb.

"Take good care of your master and don't tell anyone else I've been here." He instructed Chunchan.

"Don't worry, Eunuch Jinzhong. The master is seriously ill tonight, and Lan Cui and I have been staying by his side the entire time, never leaving."

The spring cicada understood and was deeply moved.

The master usually has many people fawning over him, but when he falls into trouble, only Eunuch Jinzhong comes to visit him.