eurekapd Chapter 176 Death Before or After
Chapter 176 Death Before or After
Jiang Yubin stayed in Yiku Palace for a long time before he was released.
He did not tell Ruyi about his plan to marry惢心, but he told Yongshou Palace that he had spent all of Ruyi's monthly allowance on medicine and still owed a lot of money.
Yan Wan wanted to laugh when she talked about this: "I heard that Concubine Xian has already taken out three months' profit in advance, which has put the Ministry of Internal Affairs in a very difficult position."
Jinzhong sat on the foot of the bed and painted her nails. He carefully applied the flower mud on her nails and then neatly wrapped them with a ribbon. "The jokes in Yikun Palace are always new. Today, the Queen mentioned it to the Emperor. The Emperor probably felt embarrassed and specially sent some gold to Concubine Xian."
Yan Wan snorted, "The Emperor always treats her so well."
Jinzhong chuckled: "My Lord, don't be angry. I know you like gold, so I brought you a box of small gold ingots. You can keep them for fun."
Yan Wan's eyebrows curved: "Jinzhong, you treat me the best."
Jin Zhong loved her being so close yet so far away. He was anxious to get closer, but he didn't dare to get too close. His dark fox eyes looked at her gently and said, "Master, as long as you speak, I will give you my life."
Yan Wan's fingers wrapped in the ribbon gently touched his Adam's apple: "Why would I want your life? I just want you to live long. Of course, if I die early, you'd better come with me sooner."
Jinzhong swallowed his beautiful Adam's apple and said, "What about Chunchan?"
Yan Wan narrowed her eyes and said, "May Chunchan live a long life. I hope that Chunchan and Lancui can live long, peacefully and happily until old age."
Jinzhong smiled happily: "That's a deal!"
Yan Wan took her hand out of his palm: "You look a bit like a slave."
Jinzhong sighed and looked at her: "I only ask that if one day I cannot survive, I will die before you and fight for even a glimmer of hope for your survival."
Yan Wan's eyes were dazed for a moment, and she said softly, "I don't like it."
Jinzhong hurriedly said, "I said the wrong thing."
Yan Wan told him to stop talking and get on the bed: "I'm going to sleep."
Her hands were still on his waist, with some strength.
Jinzhong felt depressed, but he didn't dare show any emotion on his face. He just kept acting as her pillow without moving. He only gently opened his eyes when she fell asleep.
Lingzhuer, she never told me how she lived after his death.
She was just nice to him as soon as she came back...
His heart sank again and again, and he suddenly realized something.
If she had lived a very good life later, if she was surrounded by people who loved her, she would definitely not have clung to his love as if it were a life-saving straw.
Lian Chunchan, Lan Cui, Wang Chan...didn't they love her anymore in the end?
He felt a dull pain in his heart, as if something had flashed by him, but it was too fast for him to catch it.
He waited silently for a long time, and only when he was sure that she was completely asleep did he dare to tiptoe out of bed and walk out the door.
Chunchan came over quickly: "Are you leaving?"
Jinzhong looked at her deeply. He couldn't imagine that Chunchan, Lancui and Wang Chan, who were so loyal to Ling Zhuer, would actually betray her in the end.
So, they were murdered?
Jinzhong frowned unconsciously. If this was true, wouldn't his master be completely isolated and helpless?
He became increasingly uneasy, and the look in his eyes became terrifyingly dark.
He had always thought that with Master Ling'er's intelligence and talent, there would be absolutely no problem in dealing with Concubine Xian, who had already broken off with the Emperor.
When he died, she was already the Imperial Consort!
Imperial Concubine!
That directly proves that the queen is useless!
As long as she can outlast that old woman, the successor, wouldn't Lingzhu be the queen? If she becomes the queen, wouldn't her son be the crown prince?
Chunchan was frightened by Jinzhong's expression: "Eunuch Jinzhong, what happened? Just tell me! I can bear it!"
Jinzhong closed his eyes and calmed himself down: "You, Lancui, and Wangchan, be careful, don't die."
Chunchan: “…Ah?”
Jinzhong said in a deep voice: "We are the only ones available to Master Ling. If we die, what situation will Master Ling be in?"
Chunchan didn't dare to think about it. She knew how much her master depended on her and Eunuch Jinzhong: "...Eunuch Jinzhong, I know the seriousness of the matter. Why are you suddenly saying this? Is Concubine Xian going to attack the three of us?"
Jinzhong rubbed his brows and said, "Master Ling's plan is already halfway done. I'm just afraid that things have been going too smoothly recently and you've all neglected it."
Chunchan finally felt relieved: "Don't worry! I will be careful at all times and keep an eye on Lancui and Wangchan!"
Jinzhong knew that she was always smart and calm, so he nodded and said, "The emperor is accompanying Concubine Xian today, and he probably won't come here in the next few days. You have your eyes on the one in the side palace. Ask her to go to Yikun Palace within three days. As soon as she leaves, you should send someone to notify me."
Chunchan's face was serious: "Don't worry!"
Jinzhong turned around and took a deep look at the closed door: "Go in and serve her. If she has not been sleeping well recently, or has not eaten well, ask Doctor Zhang to take a good look."
"Okay, don't worry, Eunuch Jinzhong."
Chunchan watched him walk into the night, then hurried into the house. When she approached, she saw Yanwan with her eyes open, staring blankly at the bed curtains.
Chunchan hurried to the bedside: "Are you hungry, Master?"
Yan Wan shook her head, then nodded: "I had a nightmare, Chunchan, I want to eat hot and sour tripe soup."
Chunchan had a feeling that she dared not ask further, so she nodded gently and said, "I will ask Wang Chan to make it. You don't know that since you have to drink this soup he makes every now and then, he walks with the wind."
Yan Wan laughed: "The soup he makes is always delicious."
It was those mushroom soups. Didn't they become very delicious every time she had a birthday? Especially the bowl of soup before she died, which was extremely delicious. It was the skill that Wang Chan had cultivated after nine years of simmering.
The soup he makes nowadays still has some raw cooking skills.
But this kind of rawness is very good, and this is what she likes.
Yanwan rose up a little with Chunchan's strength, leaned on the soft pillow, and tilted her head slightly. Chunchan immediately sat down on the edge of the bed so that she could lean on her shoulder.
She said coquettishly, "Chunchan, look at how Jinzhong has wrapped my hands. You will feed me later."
Chunchan chuckled: "Okay, okay, I'll feed you, and then ask Lancui to make a bowl of rose soup. We can have a salty bite and a sweet bite, okay?"
Yan Wan nodded: "This is good."
She glanced in the direction of the side hall and said, "Tell Wang Chan not to forget to make a bowl for my mother as well. Add more chili peppers and pepper to make sure she is full so she can fall asleep."
Chunchan's eyes were gentle: "Don't worry, Master, it's spicy and filling!"