Never divorce, never stop getting rich

Qian Qiansui was lying on the bed, looking at his daughter who had become fair and clean. He felt very emotional. The birth of this child was too smooth. He didn't know whether it was because she was lucky or because of the panacea that the system gave her from the beginning.

"Your Majesty means that you should let Madam have a good rest. As for other matters... I will definitely give Madam a satisfactory explanation." The chief eunuch who was close to the empress responded politely from behind the screen.

Princess Yongle sat beside Qian Qiansui's bed and couldn't help asking, "Is mother okay?"

"In reply to the princess, His Majesty is a very kind person. Things are not out of control, and we have won a great victory at the border..." The eunuch paused and added, "The traitors have all been imprisoned, awaiting His Majesty's decision."

Princess Yongle knew who the traitor was without having to guess. She felt a bit heavy inside. Even though her brother didn't like her, or even hated her, at her age, she still had a little admiration for her blood brother and didn't want him to end up like this.

But wrong is wrong, and she couldn't let her mother down, so she wouldn't plead for her brother.

The head eunuch seemed to be worried about this, but when he saw that the princess didn't ask anything and didn't plead, he felt more relaxed and said, "The palace is very busy right now. I'm afraid Your Highness will have to stay in the academy for a while. I'll trouble Madam to take care of you.

Madam has performed a great service this time. His Majesty has asked me to pass on a message that there will be a generous reward in the future."

Qian Qiansui immediately pretended to be grateful and said, "Please go back and thank you for me, eunuch."

The message had been delivered. Qian Qiansui was still in confinement after giving birth, so the eunuch could not keep her any longer. He said goodbye to the princess and turned to leave. The whole family had already prepared purses at the door.

"After this period is over, you should go back to the palace when you have time. You don't have to stay for long, just see His Majesty and come back." Qian Qiansui reminded Princess Yongle when he saw that she looked absent-minded.

"But mother..."

"The eldest prince is your majesty's eldest son. No matter how bad he is, your majesty must have loved him. I didn't quite understand it at first, but after having a daughter, I found that there are very few mothers who don't love their children." Qian Qiansui spoke in a high-sounding manner, but he was extremely anxious in his heart. This girl was good in everything, but she was protected too well by the empress. In addition, she was young. Except for a mentally retarded elder brother, there was almost no competition in the palace, so she developed such a simple personality.

At this time, the empress was feeling lost. If she didn't comfort Yongle, her only daughter, and try to win her favor, what was she waiting for? She had to hold on to her thigh tightly, as there were many children in the royal family.

"Sister Qian, what do you think will happen to my brother and aunt in the future?" Princess Yongle said in a low voice, holding the baby's hand in confusion.

"Who knows..."

She's already committed treason, so what could be her fate? It's hard to say for the eldest prince, but the eldest princess is definitely doomed. The empress has tolerated her for so many years, and now she has the chance, why doesn't she kill her? If she had missed such a good opportunity, the empress would not be the heroine of this book.

This was indeed the case. Before Qian Qiansui had finished her confinement, news came from the city that the Grand Princess had been frightened by being held hostage by the rebels that day and had fallen seriously ill. Within a month, she had passed away completely without any medical help.

Wen Chun spent this month recuperating from her injuries while accompanying Qian Qiansui during her confinement. They basically did not ask anyone else to take care of their daughter, and Wen Chun took care of it all by herself. From being clumsy at the beginning to being proficient and at ease now, Qian Qiansui understood best how much she had put in.

However, Wen Chun, who was supposed to take care of his daughter early in the morning, got up before dawn, left the academy quietly, and did not return until noon.

"I don't know where Guard Wen has gone. Our girl is very attached to him. She will be anxious if she doesn't see him for a while."

Few of Qian Qiansui's close associates were unaware of his relationship with Wen Chun, and some could even guess whose daughter Qian Qiansui's daughter was. However, everyone remained silent, deliberately blurring out this doubt. After all, the concubine was gone, and no one would doubt it.

"He has important things to do today, so let's give him a day off." Qian Qiansui touched her daughter's fair and tender face. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that her daughter was more like Wen Chun than her.

But it doesn't matter. Wen Chun is handsome and has the color of his eyes that she likes. If her daughter looks like him, she will definitely become a great beauty in the future.

It was not until the evening and the sun was setting that Qian Qiansui, who followed the scientific confinement method, got out of bed and strolled around the house. Her daughter had already been taken away by Nanny Qian to take a bath.

At this time, the door was slowly opened from the outside, with a very small gap, as if afraid of the cold wind outside blowing in, completely forgetting that it was midsummer and even an ice basin had to be placed in the room.

"Sui Sui..."

"What's wrong?" Qian Qiansui glanced at the door. He was facing the sun and his face was blurry. Then he quickly walked into the house and closed the door.

"I don't have a home anymore..."

Wen Chun stood at the door and didn't come in for a long time. It sounded like he was laughing, but the sadness hidden in that laughter was particularly heartbreaking.

"Then what are you doing standing here? It's not your home anyway!" Qian Qiansui held his waist and turned his back to him. The house was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the vase contained fresh flowers that Yin Zhu had just replaced.

"Can you please keep me here forever..."

Qian Qiansui's back was pressed against a warm embrace, and soon her shoulders began to feel wet.

The Empress would never allow the existence of a Killer Pavilion. When Wen Chun submitted the evidence, he should have expected that the place where he had lived since childhood would be sealed off or even destroyed.

However, for the sake of his subordinates and to no longer be controlled by the Grand Princess, he finally chose to tell everything.

"That depends on your future performance. Anyway, you're homeless, and I took you in. You should be sensible..."

"Sui Sui, she died... She was still cursing before she died. I asked her where my father was, but she couldn't even remember my father's name." Wen Chun's voice was still choked with sobs. He was already a father, but at this moment he was as fragile as a child.

Qian Qiansui didn't say anything and let him vent his emotions.

He was not the child that the Grand Princess expected, and his father was just a pitiful tool used by the Grand Princess to take revenge on General Mu.

It’s a pity that General Mu has no feelings for the Grand Princess at all, so how could he feel angry or jealous?

When feelings are not reciprocated, anger will naturally be taken out on others, and Wen Chun's father is just one of the victims.

"What's the big deal? Your father doesn't necessarily want her to remember him." This is blatant murder. Which victim would want the murderer to remember him?

"She kept calling me an ungrateful person until her death, but I told her I had a wife and a daughter, and she could never hurt me again."

Qian Qiansui turned around and hugged Wen Chun in his arms. At this time, neither of them spoke.

From then on, Wen Chun never mentioned the Grand Princess again.