Fifty-five heart disease (12700 plus more)
Zhang Yan took a sip of hot almond milk, put the silver button cloud pattern ear cup back on the lacquer case, smiled slightly, and tilted her head to show the arc of her chin. "But since I, the daughter of the marquis, made it with my own hands, Madam Qi won't dare to open her mouth in front of me. I only give it to the person I like best. Isn't that thoughtful and proper?"
Lv Wei's expression changed slightly, and she narrowed her eyes, turning to smile at Su Mo, "Look, as expected, you're a freak, always coming up with strange ideas."
"That's Ah Yan's clever sister." Lü Yi smiled slightly on one side.
Lü Yi is now ten years old, and her figure has become even more slender than in previous years. She was wearing her favorite yellow blouse with green sleeves, which made her look lovely and charming. It could be seen that she had shed some of the childishness of a young girl and gained some of the elegance of a young lady. "Grand Aunt," she said, turning her head, "Later, I'll personally go out of the palace to fetch it with Ah Yan's sister, so as not to let idle people touch and ruin the things that Ah Yan's sister carefully prepared."
It happened that a new batch of lychees had just arrived in Nanyue, and they were fresh and delicious. Lü Zhi ordered someone to pack a small plate for Lu Yuan to bring over. Zhang Yan waited for a while at the foot of the palace, then instructed one of the little palace maids, "Tell Madam Lü that I'm going to the East Palace to visit the Crown Prince's wife."
The East Palace is not far from the Pepper Chamber, and after passing by the wine pool, it's just a few steps away. In the distance, a young servant girl in yellow clothes with two buns on her head was carrying a cloud-patterned double-eared wide-mouthed round-bellied warm pot under the corridor of the palace, Zhang Yan saw that she looked somewhat familiar, and it was a small servant girl who usually served by Chen Hu's side, but she couldn't remember her name. The warm pot emitted a faint medicinal flavor.
"What's wrong, is the Crown Prince's wife not feeling well?" Zhang Yan asked with a hint of a smile.
The little maid was startled, the thermos in her hand swayed slightly, and she quickly opened it to look inside. Some of the medicinal soup had spilled out. A 12 or 13-year-old girl who had never seen the world before wanted to cry but didn't know what to do, and after a long time of panic, she finally remembered to lift her head and say, "Mrs. Zhang is fine. Yes, the crown prince's wife has been having some palpitations these past few days."
Zhang Yan sighed and said, "I'll take it over." She took the thermos from her hand.
The medicine was bitter, Zhang Yan stepped up the long steps of the East Palace, crossed the threshold of the hall, and the palace maid lifted the curtain of the inner hall. "Auntie, take a look, who has come to see you?"
After the screen was lifted, Chen Hu suddenly turned his head on the brocade couch, and his face lit up when he saw her, "A Yan."
The medicine was very bitter, Chen Hu furrowed his brow and drank it in small sips.
"Aunt, what's wrong?" Zhang Yan asked curiously, "I've never heard that you had a heart disease before."
With a "pa" sound, Chen Hu poured the medicine back into the lacquer plate, her face pale. "A Yan," she grabbed Zhang Yan, her fingertips white with force, her whole body trembling. "Do you know? The Marquis of Huaiyin was stabbed to death by bamboo skewers. I heard that after he died, his corpse was dragged out, and his eyes were still open, round and bleeding."
"Alas?" Zhang Yan sighed in surprise. She had always known about the death of Huaiyin Hou, so at this moment, she didn't feel particularly frightened, but rather a little sentimental. Han Xin, with his exceptional talent and bravery, a god of war in his generation, ended up meeting such an end, it was indeed a miserable conclusion.
"How can you not be afraid at all?" Chen Hu stared at her with a suspicious expression, "You also think that the Marquis of Huaiyin is a rebel who deserves to die, so no matter how he dies, it doesn't matter?"
"The Crown Prince's wife," Xiang Qian brought in a plate of fruit, smiling and saying, "Madam Lü has been ordered by the Empress Dowager to bring this plate of lychees."
"No, no." Chen Hu waved his hand vigorously, flipping the lacquer tray in Xiang Qin's hands over. The tray fell to the ground with a loud clang, and the shiny, round lychee fruits rolled all over the floor. Chen Hu sat with his arms around his knees, "I don't want anything she sent over." His eyebrows were filled with shock, disgust, and loathing.
Zhang Yan was also frightened in her heart and asked timidly, "Who is Marquis of Huaiyin?"
Chen Hu slowly lifted her head, scanning the expression on her face, and after a while, she let out a sigh of relief. "I was thinking too much."
"You're just a 7-8 year old kid, what does a little kid know about all that?"
"Ai is just a child, but she can be so cunning and ruthless."
"That day, I went to pay my respects to the empress dowager. Coincidentally, Marquis Huaiyin had come to offer congratulations, and Aunt Su Mo came over to say that Her Majesty was receiving various nobles in the Bell Chamber and was waiting for Marquis Huaiyin. Marquis Huaiyin was also somewhat uncertain about what to do. At this moment, Lü Yi came out, wearing her favorite yellow jacket with green skirt, smiling like a butterfly emerging from flowers, saying that the empress dowager had been waiting for a long time and had sent her to hurry things along."
"She smiled so cleanly and openly, I didn't see anything wrong at all. The Marquis of Huaiyin probably also didn't believe that such a young girl could be deceitful, and finally left."
"I also suddenly remembered that I had something to ask Empress Dowager. So I went to the Zhongshu to look for her. When I arrived at the entrance of the Zhongshu, I saw three palace guards dragging out the corpse of Marquis Huaiyin. The person who was just standing in the Jiaofang Hall and paying respects to me had suddenly died such a miserable death. I saw that his whole body was covered with blood holes, even his eyes were dug out, and blood was flowing from them, but he still had his eyes open, refusing to close them in death. At that moment, I was so frightened that I cried out and fainted."
"She basically knew, she knew the queen wanted to kill Huaiyin Hou, but she could still pretend to know nothing, smiling so cleanly and sweetly, like a child who didn't understand anything. Heaven knows, she was only ten years old, what was I doing at the age of ten? Every time I think about her smiling in front of me like that, I get chills."
What do you want? Zhang Yan looked at the woman who was trembling with fear in her arms, feeling pity for her. Did she have to wait until Marquis of Huaiyin really broke into the palace, pointing his sword at her husband and mother-in-law, before she could feel better? She suddenly felt a slight regret, this woman was beautiful and simple, not suitable for the storms of Chang Le Palace, but she had dragged her in because of her own selfishness.
"I don't care about all that," Zhang Yan muttered, "as long as my grandma and uncle are safe, I'm fine."
Chen Hu's long eyelashes blinked once, "Mm," she repeated weakly, "As long as the prince is fine, that's all that matters."
The medicine took effect, and Chen Hua slept peacefully. Zhang Yan glanced at her beautiful but pale face and left the East Palace.
Under the palace steps, she saw Lü Yi wandering around. After a brief separation, she was still wearing a yellow jacket and green skirt, bright and shiny like a butterfly that had just emerged from a flower. The skirt was still the same one with the green trim, but the top had been changed to a new one. The previous one had cloud patterns embroidered on it, but now it was green leaves, which complemented her clear and smooth face with its black and shining apricot eyes. She smiled as she looked up, radiant with spring light, fresh and bright. "Is the Crown Prince's wife feeling better?"
"It's none of your business," Zhang Yan said, "it's a heart disease." The implication was profound.
From the Western Gate to Chang Le Palace, it's just a short distance to Xuanping Marquis' residence. Lü Yi presented lychees to Lu Yuan and relayed several words from the Empress, advancing and retreating with propriety, her demeanor perfectly proper.
"This is He Xiang Ze, this is Peach Blossom Cream, and this is the Bai He Gao that Auntie wanted. Ah, I just made a new Rose Lip Balm, it smells really good, do you want to try it, Cousin?" Zhang Yan placed the cosmetics one by one in front of Lyu Yi, smiling as she spoke.
"The Crown Prince's wife must have told you, right?" Only when they arrived at Zhang Yan's east wing courtyard did Lü Yi's face sink, and he refused to smile anymore, saying lightly.
She stubbornly turned her head to look at the piano in the room, "Do you also think I'm scary like she does?" Her eyes already showed a faint glimmer of tears, but she refused to blink.
"You always speak on behalf of others." Zhang Yan sighed, putting down the rouge in her hand. "The fact that Marquis Huaiyin wants to rebel is true. I don't care what you did, but by helping Auntie, you are also protecting Auntie and Uncle. Regardless of whether I agree or not, as a niece, I can only thank you."
Lü Yi was stunned for a moment and then burst into tears.
"Who was born to harm people? At that time, the Marquis of Huaiyin refused to go past, I didn't come out, who could have fooled him into going past? The Crown Prince's wife? I'm also very afraid, but still have to pretend to be smiling as if I don't know anything. She watched the excitement with a clean face, and instead turned around to blame me."
She cried with grievance, her voice hoarse from shouting, when suddenly a handkerchief was handed over to her, Lv Yi snatched it and wiped her face hastily, continuing to wail loudly.
After crying heartily, the sky had already darkened. The servant girl brought hot water and Lu Yi washed her face in a copper basin, then covered it with a warm towel, feeling so comfortable that she wanted to sigh, wishing she could stay like this forever, never taking another step.
"You should return to the palace." Zhang Yan said with a smile.
She silently lifted the handkerchief and softly murmured "uh-huh".
"This is the herb I got from the front, " Zhang Yan said with a bowl of medicine, " mash it and apply it around your eyes for a while, can cover up the tear marks. Do you want it?"
She applied it for a while, washed and wiped the mirror, and indeed the redness around her eyes had gone down a lot.
Zhang Yan brought over two boxes, one large and one small, with a calm expression, saying, "The big one is for Grandma, the small one is for you. I only have this little skill, don't laugh at me."
In front of the Xuanping Marquis's mansion, lanterns were hung early on, swaying under the eaves. Lü Yi held a box and boarded the palace carriage. In an instant, flames danced across her cheeks, half bright and half dim. As the curtain closed, Lü Yi shouted with all her might, "A Yan."
"I've decided to temporarily stop disliking you."
Stubborn child.
For a moment, Zhang Yan almost bit her tongue, watching the imperial carriage go along Shangguan Front Street, dumbfounded and lost in thought, remembering the girl who had stamped her foot and shouted "I hate you the most!" more than a year ago.
Enter author zone, select "Dahan Yanyu", click operation on this book, then——
I reflexively chose to view PK scores.
Stupid smile. As expected, PK is numb.
Received the notice, it will be on shelves tomorrow. It's not clear whether it's a single order or a monthly subscription yet. That's how things are, and since I still owe one more chapter for the update, I'll deliver it at 11 pm tonight. To thank everyone for their support in February, I'll send another chapter of the public version tomorrow, and VIP chapters will be updated twice!
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