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"What's wrong?" Xie Qingyu asked, looking at Shen Wang who hadn't moved for a long time.

His obvious emotional state made Xie Qingyu wonder if something had happened when she went to thank him.

"Chunhui Garden is the residence of the Crown Prince."

Xie Qingyu frowned in thought and quickly understood the key point.

It turned out to be the case.

Prince Shen's gaze remained fixed on Xie Qingyu. Seeing her expression of sudden realization, his brow relaxed slightly.

There are people who understand this.

He was the one who orchestrated this hot spring trip. Although staying at Chunhui Garden was not in the plan, it was somewhat expected.

King Shen never felt that these blatant schemes would cause any harm.

The emperor's scheming, the imperial concubine's scheming, the brothers' scheming...

He has already experienced countless hardships, so he is unlikely to pose any real threat.

I just went to express my gratitude with Luo Qingran.

Each false face puts on a show of maternal love, filial piety, marital harmony, and fraternal affection, while also trying to win the favor of those in power.

The laughter and chatter in the room couldn't hide the thoughts in everyone's minds.

Even in such circumstances, some concubines who hadn't seen their children in a long time took the opportunity to show their concern. Some concubines, feeling sorry for their children, checked whether they had brought hand warmers, while others, worried, instructed their maids to take good care of their young masters.

What was the Imperial Concubine doing at that moment? She was watching over the pregnant belly of the Prince Ling's wife, enjoying a harmonious time with the Prince Ling's family, with his wife Luo Qingran also nearby.

He had seen this scene countless times since he was a child, and he had always been an observer.

Strangely enough, he never showed any emotional fluctuation after becoming aware of this differential treatment; observing coldly was his norm.

Even in their naked calculations, it's all the same.

But this time, he stood there alone, surrounded by a clamor of concerned voices, with the emperor sitting high above him.

He felt alone amidst the room's laughter.

Xie Qingyu was unaware of the psychological changes that Prince Shen had undergone.

It was only when he heard him say that Chunhui Garden was the residence of the Crown Prince that I understood why there were some murmurs when Chunhui Garden was mentioned during the division of gardens today.

As the emperor, who held great power, grew old, he realized how much of a threat his sons, who had grown up, posed to him, and how many sons he still had.

How can you prevent these people from focusing so intently on the position beneath him? The answer is to instigate internal strife first.

This draws everyone's attention to the position of crown prince, and it's up to him to decide who gets that position.

This kind of imperial strategy isn't particularly sophisticated, but it's effective.

Especially with Prince Shen as a live target with military achievements, he has long been seen as the most threatening competitor by the other princes.

Even though he is now 'weak', he is still being used as a target by the emperor.

If we were to say whether the Emperor felt any fatherly affection for Prince Shen, then he certainly did, especially since his concern for Prince Shen's health seemed genuine.

However, this sentiment seems so insignificant when faced with major events.

"..." Xie Qingyu looked up, but didn't know how to comfort her. "It's fine, at least it's comfortable to stay in."

When Prince Shen saw the heartache in her eyes, the slight irritation in his heart seemed to dissipate at that moment, and he couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, which he then tried his best to suppress.

With a vulnerable expression on his face, he took a step forward and said, "Let me lean on you for a moment."

As he spoke, Prince Shen opened his arms and embraced her. He was still wearing his cloak, having just returned from outside. At this moment, as he held Xie Qingyu in his arms, the cloak almost completely covered Xie Qingyu, making it seem as if he were completely possessing her.

Xie Qingyu hesitated for a moment, then finally reached out and put her arms around his back, patting him lightly twice.

In the middle of the room, charcoal was burning, and inside were two people embracing. In the quiet night, no one saw the smiles on their lips.

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Although it was called a hot spring resort, it was actually a place where royal ministers gathered to relax, and it was not as simple as just letting each of them soak in the hot spring in their own courtyard.

Before, things were fine at the Prince's Mansion, where there were no elders in the household and no need to get up early to pay respects.

It's different here now. Not to mention that these grandchildren have to pay their respects to the Empress Dowager first thing in the morning, then to the Emperor and Empress, and finally to their respective mothers.

There were many women in the manor, and Xie Qingyu was with Prince Shen today. They went through the process from when she woke up in the morning until almost noon.

Fortunately, the Empress Dowager didn't interfere in these matters and didn't particularly like the noise of so many grandchildren gathered together, so she said that they didn't need to go there anymore.

The Empress also said that they didn't need to come every day anymore, but only once on the fifth or tenth of each month.

If this happens every day, even soaking in hot springs every day won't relieve the fatigue.

After lunch, everyone went back to their respective homes for a meal, and in the afternoon they had to report to the emperor.

This hot spring resort is not visited every year; it is only visited once a year when no disasters occur and a minister requests a memorial from him.

The manager of the garden had been preparing meticulously, putting together a variety of programs.

After Xie took his seat with Prince Shen and Luo Qingran, the ministers who were already seated bowed, and each prince had to stand up and bow.

Xie Qingyu and Xinping waited behind them the whole time, feeling sorry for the ministers and their families.

When the main figures arrived, Xie Qingyu also bowed repeatedly.

That's why everyone wants rights.

No one had the right to enter early, to bow repeatedly until the very end. Even though the table was set with the local delicacies, no one could touch them until the person of the highest rank sat down and spoke.

However, once the show started, all that trouble wasn't in vain.

The location is excellent, with several large hot spring pools around it, so you won't feel cold even outside.

Moreover, the first performance of the show was in a hot spring pool. Xie Qingyu's gaze was unconsciously drawn to the beautiful woman dancing in a thin veil on a lotus platform in the pool.

In the midst of winter when everyone is bundled up, this beauty makes one feel light and relaxed just by looking at her.

As expected, the attention of both the emperor on the high platform and the ministers sitting below was drawn from the very beginning.

It must be said that when it comes to enjoyment, nowhere is better than the royal family.

In winter like this, you don't even need to wear a cloak by the hot springs. You can enjoy the unique local cuisine and watch creative dances.

After the dance ended, everyone's spirits were clearly lifted.

"Reward!" With the emperor's voice, the dancer gracefully stepped forward to receive her reward.