sbdcsierra Chapter 170: Sister Wan has been ill for a few days
Chapter 170: Sister Wan has been ill for a few days
The first thing I did was to have someone harness the carriage because I wanted to go back to Kunlun Mountain.
Yunyin was the only one among the secret guards who was not injured, and he immediately said that he would escort me all the way.
We were still cleaning up here when suddenly a voice came over: "Girl, long time no see."
Is it... Master? Only Master would call me that.
I turned around and looked at the man in the green gown opposite me. He no longer had the hideous look and flesh all over his face as before. Instead, he looked elegant. But if he was still like before, he probably wouldn't dare to meet the princess.
"Master, please, save A Ce." I knelt on the ground without any hesitation.
At this moment, apart from the master, I don’t know who else can save A Ce. After all, Kunlun Mountain is a long way away. If A Ce rushes there from such a long distance, he will be delayed for ten days or half a month.
He smiled gently: "Get up quickly." As he spoke, his hand was already on Yun Hance's pulse, and he was looking into his eyes.
He thought for a moment, which made me shudder, and asked with tears in his eyes, "How is it, Master?"
He looked at me with regret, and I felt a pang of pain in my heart. Chu Fengque came over and said, "Dad, please save Ah Ce."
The master's heart softened a bit when Chu Fengque called him "Daddy". He looked at Chu Fengque with doting eyes and said, "Daddy will definitely work hard."
I felt a little relieved. As long as the master was trying his best, there was no danger for the time being.
Just in case, I immediately asked Yunyin to go to Kunlun Mountain in person to invite A Ce's uncle.
On the second day, the sun was shining brightly. All the corpses in front of the palace had been cleared away. Except for Yun Hance who was still lying there like a dead person, the others were no different.
With the support of the Bu family and Liu Xun, Yongle ascended the throne. Prince Yongping was imprisoned for life. Because Yun Hance had previously agreed with Yongle, the Zhenbei Palace let Yun Jingyue inherit the throne.
As expected, I lost the baby in my belly.
"Master, Miss Shen is seriously ill and said she wants to see you." I was holding Yun Hance's hand at this time. To be honest, I didn't want to go anywhere. I just wanted to stay with Yun Hance.
But Shen Tingwan had helped me after all. If Shen Tingwan hadn't told me that Dingyuan Hou was no longer A Ce's man, I'm afraid A Ce would have died in the palace long ago.
I stood up, feeling a little dizzy, perhaps from losing too much blood.
"Master, otherwise I won't go. I'll go and take a look at her secretly."
I shook my head because I was worried about her.
"The Dingyuan Marquisate was involved in Prince Yongping's rebellion. Has the Emperor punished him?"
The elegy goes: "Marquis Dingyuan took all the blame. After all, the emperor had just ascended the throne and didn't want to make a big fuss, so he stripped Marquis Dingyuan of his title and exiled him that same day."
I wanted to laugh. He let them go so easily. Did he know that because of him, and to repay his father's kindness to A Ce, A Ce's life or death is still unknown? The imperial family is indeed the most ruthless.
"I saw Sister Wan yesterday, and she was clearly fine. Why is she so ill today?" I asked as I changed my clothes.
When Wange heard this, he felt that there was something fishy going on: "Master, it would be better if you don't go."
"Who invited me?"
"It's the Han family's servant."
My lips were pale, and my face was bloodless: "You and Qin Xian, follow me, I think this is probably a Hongmen Banquet."
When Wange heard this, her eyes widened immediately: "Master, you still went even though you knew she had other plans?"
I sneered, "Go, why not? Marquis Dingyuan plotted against A Ce, and her family plotted against me. Wouldn't she be disappointed if I didn't go? Secondly, it would be better to give Sister Wan a big gift than to just say thank you in vain."
Wange didn't know what I meant, but he stopped trying to persuade me.
I changed my clothes and went out. The carriage twisted around and stopped at the entrance of a small alley in the west of the city. I was in a daze for a moment. The formerly majestic and solemn general's mansion was now deserted, and the Han Mansion had been replaced by an ordinary three-story courtyard.
It was deserted outside the door and few people came and went. A small tuft of weeds sprouted on the mud ground. Vines were entangled on the fence wall and the ivy had just sprouted. The green dots made the yard look full of vitality.
The courtyard door creaked open, and an old lady with a haggard face walked out, looking at me with kind eyes: "Why did the princess come to my humble abode?"
I squinted my eyes. The old woman looked pale and haggard, with some white hair on her temples. Who was she? The wife of Marquis Dingyuan? When I was a child, she laughed at me and insulted me, but she was still charming at that time. She had a very beautiful face, a melon-seed face, a slender waist, fair skin and beautiful appearance. Is this person really her? I looked carefully, and her eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same as I remembered.
I smiled without revealing my feelings: "I am young, Madam, there is no need to be so polite."
Seeing that I was very polite, the lady smiled brightly and said, "My humble abode is simple. If you don't mind, Princess, please come in and have a seat."
I walked inside step by step in my embroidered shoes. The soft muddy ground covered my embroidered shoes with mud.
I said politely, "Madam, I came here to bother you because I wanted to see my sister Wan. I heard that she was ill, and I was worried."
The lady smiled flatteringly and said, "Yes, my third daughter-in-law has been ill for several days. I have consulted many doctors, but she has not gotten better."
I smiled. Sick for several days? She was fine when she came to see me the day before yesterday. She lied without blinking.
"After all, my third daughter-in-law is lucky to be remembered by the princess."
As she spoke, she led the way for me. I looked carefully and saw that there was not even a servant in the yard.
A wooden door was trembling in the wind. A man came out coughing to fetch water. He looked like he would faint at any moment while holding the bucket of water. I recognized him, Shen Tingwan's husband, Han Ziran.
"Third Young Master." I shouted.
Han Ziran stopped moving and looked at me with a pale face. The cold wind blew on him and he couldn't help shivering.
"Princess, please have pity on our family. Because his father was confused for a moment and did something wrong, we are left with this big family, but no one has achieved anything. We don't know who we will rely on for survival in the future." As she spoke, she covered her face with a handkerchief and wiped away her tears.
I ignored her and walked up to Han Ziran: "Where's Sister Wan? How is she now?"
Han Zi then took a step back and bowed deeply to me: "Return to the princess, Wanwan is in the room."
As he spoke, I could hear a faint cry in his voice. I felt a little worried, so I walked in slowly. The room was dim and the light was very poor. It was very small, with no screens, no dressing table, or even an extra table. There was only a bed with a high quilt, and old curtains whose color could not be seen clearly. The quilt on the bed had been washed so much that it turned white. I called out softly, "Sister Wan, I'm here to see you."
The bedding on the bed moved slightly, and then he coughed violently: "You...why are you here..."