Deep Palace Pet Peach Blossom Flawless

Lan Qingwu woke up from her dream. It had been five years ago, and she had dreamt about it again. She had experienced that heartbreak once, and it was enough for her. How had she lived through the following years? She was lost in memories.

Let’s go back five years.

Years of anticipation were shattered in an instant. Perhaps Lan Qingwu could not bear it psychologically. She fell seriously ill after returning from Xiao Taoyuan. The day after they broke up, she began to have a high fever. At first she was still conscious and took medicine intermittently. She drank so much that she felt like vomiting, but her fever did not go down and the medicine lost its effect!

She didn't remember when she fell into a coma. She didn't know how long it had been, but in her drowsiness, she heard someone crying in her ear, so sad! Was it Ruhan? Was she so sad because she was about to return to her original world?

Lan Qingwu couldn't open his eyes, and only uttered a soft sound from his throat: "Ice... use ice..."

Ruhan suddenly raised her head, a flicker of determination in her eyes. She ran to the weeping Madam Lan and begged her to kneel down. She prepared a large tub of ice for her in the bedroom. Then, wearing only her underwear, she lay down in the ice. After a moment, Ruhan gritted her teeth and shivered as she returned to the bed and hugged Lan Qingwu...

This cycle continued without stopping for a whole day and night. Mrs. Lan could no longer bear to watch. She covered her mouth and walked away, the embroidered handkerchief in her hand already soaked. If her daughter really was going to die like this... she shouldn't have been so harsh on her. General Lan Youchen stood beside her, his face filled with sorrow, sighing continuously.

Lan Qingwu finally regained consciousness after her fever subsided. Later, it was reported that she had been in a coma for seven days and nights, and the doctor had asked her father to prepare for her funeral. Ruhan also lost half his life because of this.

Lan Qingwu leaned weakly on the bed with a pale face, and couldn't help but feel fear: "Ruhan, don't do this again in the future, what if..."

Ruhan thought of the scene that day, and his eyes reddened slightly. "Miss, your life is Ruhan's life. If anything happens to you, how can I live? Just like when you first saw me, you desperately tried to pull me out of the dry well. Ruhan will also risk his life to save you!"

"I saved you so that you can live well...that's all. We will be fine from now on!"

Ruhan nodded desperately.

Lan Qingwu hesitated again and said, "Ruhan, from now on, all the reports from the imperial city, no matter what, must be brought to Qingwu Courtyard."

Only much later did she learn that, while she was gravely ill, Yun Heng had also been fighting for his life on the northern grasslands. He had devised a plan to find the Golden Court of the grassland tribe and ordered the extermination of all members of the royal family, the burning of the Golden Court, and the execution of all enemy soldiers... This added to his remarkable achievements on his path to the throne.

After that, Lan Qingwu stayed in bed for two months. Her cheeks, which originally had some baby fat, quickly became thinner during her illness, and her entire face became small and delicate.

Then she went to Yunruo Temple to burn incense and fulfill a vow. On the way back, she ran into Fu Ping, who was being beaten by a group of beggars. She said that she had traveled from the imperial city to the border to search for her relatives, but had found nothing. Now she could only beg for a living. She was willing to follow Lan Qingwu into the palace as a servant. Lan Qingwu saw that she had extraordinary vision and some skills and agreed. "Your name Fu Ping is not good. Fu Ping has been wandering all his life, without a fixed place to live. I will change your name to Ru Ping. What do you think?"

A glint flashed in Ruping's eyes: "Thank you, young lady, for the name."

Afterwards, Ruping started as a maid in Qingwu Courtyard, and was promoted from a third-class maid to a first-class maid beside Lan Qingwu.

More than three months passed. Lan Qingwu lay in front of the window, looked up at the white clouds in the sky, watched the clouds roll and unfold, and sighed at the impermanence of the world.

She couldn't help but think of the recent argument between her grandfather and father. Her grandfather said he couldn't figure out which prince His Majesty would appoint, while her father said the Fifth Prince was 70% to 80% sure. After all, the eldest son was disabled, and the Fifth Prince was the second son. Her grandfather sighed and said, "You don't understand the Fifth Prince. He has a violent temper and can't stand provocation. If he is appointed Crown Prince, then the world... I think the Fourth Prince is more likely. His Majesty is not a person who can't judge people well... Or does His Majesty have other options..."

Ru Ping and Ru Han came into the room and interrupted Lan Qingwu's recollection. Ru Ping said, "Miss, I heard that the seventh prince was made the crown prince!" There was a hint of excitement in her voice.

Lan Qingwu, who was shocked, didn't notice her excitement: "...Who are you talking about?"

Ru Ping calmed herself down and said, "Miss, it's the Seventh Prince. He is His Majesty's youngest son."

The youngest son is both the legitimate son and the youngest son.

Ruhan handed over the imperial report in her hand: "Miss, this is the imperial report from the imperial city."

Lan Qingwu took the official report and said, "You guys go out first."

She sat on her bed, reading the official report from beginning to end, a sense of panic rising in her heart. The prince's power was limited, and the Lan family's influence spread across the border. The prince had no control over the border, but the crown prince, the future emperor, the ruler of the world, what should she do? Who should she marry? How could she prevent the future emperor from taking his anger out on her and becoming dissatisfied?

Fortunately, she still had more than six months until she reached marriage age. Now she didn't even dare discuss marriage. Would he get married first? After all, he was already nineteen. Calculating the time, Yun Heng had actually been at the border for six years!

Sure enough, two months later, the Crown Prince married the Crown Princess. The Crown Princess came from the wealthy Li family and was the niece of the Queen Mother, so she had a naturally noble status.

The night Lan Qingwu heard the news, he opened all the windows and sat alone by the window, silently gazing at the starry sky and the bright moon. "Yun Heng, Brother Heng, from now on, in Ruo Ruo's heart, you are no longer Yun Heng, you are just the crown prince, the emperor! And so, facing the bright moon and stars in the sky, Ruo Ruo buried the first stirrings of love in her past and present lives!

There were traces of water on the back of his hand. Lan Qingwu touched his cheek and found that he had been crying for a long time.

The next day was the wedding day of the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace. A grand wedding that only happened once in decades was being held in the imperial city, while Lan Qingwu, who was far away in Qingwu Courtyard on the border, had a high fever again.

Looking at the panicked Ruhan, Lan Qingwu said calmly, "Why are you panicking? Get the ice ready, get the medicine ready. Just wrap the ice in a cloth and give it to me this time. Don't be stupid again."

In the evening, Lan Qingwu's fever subsided slightly. Lying on the bed, she drowsily whispered to Ruping, who was holding a bowl of medicine: "Ruping, you are from the Imperial City. The prince's wedding should be grand and lively, right?"

Ru Ping paused holding the spoon. She looked at Lan Qingwu cautiously, only to see that the young lady had her eyes slightly closed, her cheeks flushed with fever. She didn't even wait for her to reply, as if what she had just said was just her mumbling.

Lan Qingwu was bedridden for more than half a month again. His fever would subside slightly during the day, but would often return in the middle of the night. Lan Qingwu, who had a high fever, would mutter unconsciously. Ruping listened to the unclear "Brother Heng" in fear and hurriedly sent Ruhan away.

Fortunately, she did not fall into a coma this time. She was not sensitive to the effects of the medicine, so she used ice to reduce her fever. Finally, her condition stabilized after more than half a month.

Not long after Lan Qingwu's condition stabilized, Madam Lan began to ask her to prepare for an engagement. She had previously put it off with excuses of dissatisfaction, but now she had no excuses. She was about to reach marriage age. She looked at Madam Lan hesitantly and said, "Mother, I have just recovered from a serious illness. If you marry me off at this time, what will happen if she gets pregnant and her body can't handle it?"

Mrs. Lan opened her mouth, but was speechless when she saw her daughter's frail appearance after her illness.

Lan Qingwu continued, "Mother, you should take your time to get to know each other first. After a year or two when your daughter has recovered, we can get engaged and get married together. Wouldn't that be more thoughtful?"

After two years, when that man is surrounded by beautiful women and has captured his heart, then... we can get engaged, right? It's absolutely not possible now; it will only cause him to feel resentful, dissatisfied, and angry.

If she got engaged shortly after they broke up, he'd be furious and resentful. He'd think, "What do you think we are? You're finding someone else so quickly!" What would he do?

He can marry now, but she can never get engaged. What he can do, she can never do.