But Zhaopin didn't find out at all.

On the other side, after leaving Yiku Palace, Zhou Yue was walking alone on the palace road, carrying a medicine box, looking a little dazed.

I don’t know what he was thinking about, but he frowned all the way and seemed to be in great pain.

His original surname was Niuhulu, and he was Zhaopin's half-brother and the eldest son.

The mistress of the house at Niuhulu's residence was dissatisfied with his mother's beauty, so she took advantage of the time when she was giving birth and killed her with a pot of safflower.

He even hid it from the whole mansion and wanted to drown the newborn Zhou Yue.

Fortunately, there are still a few people with conscience in the family.

After several attempts, they managed to deceive the public and send him to a farmer's house, saving his life.

It was not until Zhou Yue was ten years old that he revealed the truth.

However, the Niuhulu clan was a wealthy and prominent family, and they would never allow a ten-year-old illegitimate son to suddenly appear.

After some unknown struggles, Zhou Yue was ultimately unable to return to his roots and could only follow a doctor and learn medical skills.

It was his former sister who gave him some warmth.

It would have been fine if it were like this. Zhou Yue knew the gap between himself and the Nianhulu clan, and had no intention of seeking revenge.

But he didn't expect that the enemy who killed his mother in the past would suddenly find him again.

He even threatened the lives of his wife and children at home, forcing him to join the Imperial Hospital and serve Concubine Zhao.

He didn't want to get involved in these things, but his family's lives forced him to do it.

Looking up at the gray sky, Zhou Yue suppressed the tears in his eyes and quickened his pace.

...

A dragon boat is hovering above the Fuhai Sea.

The breeze accompanied by water vapor adds a bit of coolness to this hot summer day.

The Empress Dowager and Hongli sat at the top, while Qingying and Concubine Wan sat opposite them.

After finishing a cup of iced sour plum soup, Hongli waved his folding fan and said with a smile, "I think I've made the right choice to come to this garden this year. The cool breeze is completely different from the stuffy heat in the Forbidden City. The Empress Dowager will feel more comfortable too."

"The Emperor is filial, I naturally understand that, and it is thanks to you that I have you. When the late Emperor was still alive, I never felt so comfortable in this garden."

The Empress Dowager never hesitated to praise Hongli.

Hongli was very happy after hearing this.

Qingying was standing beside her, smiling without saying anything, but she looked straight at Concubine Wan.

The Queen Mother's voice followed.

"In the past, during the palace banquets, Concubine Wan rarely spoke, but today is quite unusual."

Upon hearing this, Concubine Wan quickly stood up and said, "In reply to the Empress Dowager, I've been copying poems lately. I heard from the Empress Dowager that she's an expert in calligraphy. Since I learned that the Empress Dowager, the Emperor, and the Empress were going on a boat trip together today, I begged the Empress Dowager's permission to come aboard."

"Please forgive my rudeness, Queen Mother."

"Calligraphy? Few concubines in the harem are interested in it."

Concubine Wan smiled slightly and said, "I am not proficient in this. I am sorry to have embarrassed you, Your Majesty."

"It's already great for ordinary concubines to be able to read. Your interest in this shows that you have a connection with me. What poems do you usually copy? Can you show them to me?"

The Empress Dowager had a pleasant expression on her face and glanced at Hongli while speaking.

It's almost as if I said it clearly that I was only willing to give this concubine a favor for your sake.

Hongli understood what the empress dowager meant.

But I just feel that I have face.

While Concubine Wan was getting the poetry collection, he took the initiative to offer the Empress Dowager a cup of sour plum soup.

"Yellow petals and green leaves are thick, and thousands of villages are happily pressing new oil..."

The Empress Dowager's voice was not loud, but it fell clearly into Hongli's ears.

Then he turned and said, "I remember this was a poem written by the emperor?"

As he said this, he flipped through several pages and found that the entire collection of poems was copied from Hongli.

Hongli was also surprised.

But he never imagined that Concubine Wan, who usually kept a low profile, secretly copied all his own poems?

Concubine Wan knelt and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me, Your Majesty's literary talent is so brilliant that I can't forget it after seeing it. So I had someone secretly find your poems and transcribe them privately."

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