You died to save me, I promise you a lifetime

Guo Shu and Mu Yunge both nodded.

The eldest princess looked at the mother and daughter and asked, "How is the situation at the Mu Mansion?"

Mu Yunge replied, "Funeral preparations are almost complete. We're just waiting for Third Uncle and the others to be sent back. Although Second Grandfather's condition is poor, it's not a big problem."

"It's good that the problem isn't serious. He can do this, worthy of being an old man from the Mu family army. He understands the righteousness of the cause. Let him come to the general's mansion tomorrow and I will enlighten him."

"Yes, thank you, Your Highness!" Mu Yunge said happily.

Guo Shu looked at the furnishings around her and said, "Your Highness, you said we are a family. If you need anything, please don't hesitate to tell Anbei or the servants directly. Don't be so restrained that you will suffer."

The eldest princess smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, my grandson's home is my home, I won't be polite.

You don't have to bother entertaining me too much. When you're free, just come and chat with me to relieve your boredom."

"Yes!"

As they were talking, the kitchen brought in the meals, all of which were dishes suitable for the eldest princess as Guo Shu had instructed.

Guo Shu called the servant who was delivering the meal and said, "Go, bring our portion as well. We will dine with His Highness."

The servant responded and left quickly. Not long after, the food was delivered and placed on the table with great skill.

Knowing that the eldest princess was not particular about trivial matters, Mu Yunge and An Bei helped her to sit down and called the nanny. The five of them sat around the table and had lunch while chatting and laughing.

An Bei introduced the dishes one by one, picking up a little of each for the old lady and placing it on the plate in front of her. "Grandma, these dishes are soft and suitable for you to eat."

The eldest princess was so happy that her appetite was whetted. She ate a full bowl of rice before putting it down.

"I've fallen into a blessed nest. I have filial grandchildren and everyone's company. What more could I ask for in my old age?"

Mu Yunge and the others accompanied her and drank tea for a while. The eldest princess waved her hand and sent them away. "Go do what you need to do. You don't have to accompany me. I will find some fun on my own after a break."

An Bei nodded and said, "Grandma, please rest first. We will go to the training ground to practice. If you want to come to the training ground, please let the servants bring you there."

"Okay, go ahead. I'll go check it out later."

Heaven Prison.

In an isolated cell, the deposed emperor Zhao Jingtian lay on a pile of grass with his eyes slightly narrowed.

His body has been completely drained and his energy has been exhausted. Coupled with the setbacks one after another, his life is about to come to an end.

He recalled the past with resentment, recalling all the things his mother had done to him. Even he felt that his mother was too partial to him.

To be honest, my life was destined to be a joke. My father was not my own, and my favorite concubine's son had already started to poison me...

It's better this way. After all, I have been in power for more than eight years and have had a glorious life. It is worth it to die.

As for the descendants of my lineage, just let them be killed. I am going to die soon, so I can’t care less.

The only thing he wanted to do before he died was to see Zhao Jingchen again.

But I can't move and my speech is unclear, how can I call him?

I finally waited until dinner time.

The jailer opened the cell door and came to him with the prison meal.

"Your Majesty, oh, no, you are now a prisoner.

Zhao Jingtian, please cooperate and eat by yourself. I don’t have the patience to feed you.”

Zhao Jingtian tried hard for a long time and finally reached out to grab the jailer's trouser leg: "See, War King, see..."

Seeing his miserable appearance, the jailer said impatiently, "Alright, stop causing me trouble. I'll pass on the message to you. Whether the prince sees you or not is none of my business."

Zhao Jingtian was afraid that he would go back on his word, so he nodded vigorously. Even though he couldn't eat at all, he still reached out to grab the food in the bowl and put it into his mouth.

Seeing that he was cooperating, the jailer stood up and walked out.

Seeing this, Zhao Hongyi and Lin Xianfei in the prison opposite stretched out their hands through the gap in the fence and tried to call the jailer, but the jailer whipped them back.

"Behave yourself. Someone will deliver your food to you shortly. If you dare to cause trouble, watch out for your hide."

Zhao Hongyi argued, "We don't want to eat, we also want to see the emperor's uncle..."

The jailer said rudely, "What about the emperor's uncle? You are just a bastard born of a bastard, and you still want to associate yourself with the prince. It seems that you have lived enough.

Humph, you wicked thing! Now you know it's the Emperor's uncle? When you were assassinating and poisoning him, why didn't you think that the prince was your Emperor's uncle?

Don't rush me, the retribution for the evil you have done is already on the way."

"You little dog slave..."

Concubine Lin had been favored in the palace all her life and had never suffered such ridicule and insults. She was so angry that she rushed to the fence and reached out to grab the jailer.

Unexpectedly, the jailer took a step back and whipped her hard, which happened to hit half of her arm.

"what!"

Her skin was torn and blood was flowing down her arm.

Zhao Hongyi hurried forward and helped her back to the haystack to sit down, and tore off a corner of his clothes to bandage her.

He lowered his voice and persuaded: "Mother, the situation is stronger than people, you must learn to be patient."

Concubine Lin was so painful that she convulsed. "My son, this life is not a life for human beings. It doesn't matter if you die early or late. Please help me. I don't want to live anymore."

"Please hold on a little longer. When Zhao Jingchen comes, we'll beg him to either kill us or spare our lives.

I still have some assets in the suburbs, so let's go far away and live somewhere where no one knows us."

"But will he let us live?"

"It's hard to say. As long as there's a glimmer of hope, we must fight for it and not give up."

Concubine Lin gritted her teeth and said, "My prince, your mother is ultimately a burden to you. It would be much easier for you to be alone..."

Zhao Hongyi glanced at Zhao Jingtian opposite him, then looked at his mother. Although he agreed with her in his heart, he kept persuading her.

"Don't be discouraged, mother. There is always hope until the last moment. Don't forget, we still have our uncle outside."

Concubine Lin Xian's spirits lifted. "You mean..."

"Well, all the servants from the Duke's Mansion have come in, but I haven't seen my uncle and the few secret guards around him. Maybe they escaped. Just wait, my uncle will find a way to save us."

Concubine Lin nodded repeatedly, lay down peacefully, closed her eyes and rested.

Seeing that she stopped talking, Zhao Hongyi also sat down on the haystack, waiting for the slim hope of survival.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally heard footsteps in the distance. He jumped up, rushed to the fence, pressed his face against it, and tried his best to look in the direction of the sound.

Unfortunately, the footsteps went in another direction, and he had to sit back on the haystack in disappointment.

Royal study room.

Zhao Jingchen sat in the imperial study, where all the utensils had been changed, and listened to Shang Jue's detailed explanation of the arrangements for palace affairs.

At this time, the guards outside the door reported: "Your Highness, there's news from the prison that Zhao Jingtian and Zhao Hongyi are clamoring to see you."

"To see the king? The king was so busy that he forgot about them."

Then he shouted outside, "Ling Feng, go to the General's Mansion and ask Ge'er if she wants to go to the Heavenly Prison to see what happened to Zhao Hongyi and his mother?"

"Yes!" came the response.

Shang Jue looked at Zhao Jingchen: "Are you planning to execute them today?"