The Royal Highness

Wang Xianyu trembled at his question, but knew that she shouldn't cry in front of the emperor. She quickly wiped her tears away and choked with sobs, "Your majesty, it's been a long time since you came to Begonia palace. "I am happy."

Xiang Ye frowned, he raised his head and looked at the palace. Indeed, in the three years he had been in the capital, he had hardly come here, the palace even had Lin's disease, Sun family members supporting him behind their backs, he had to rope in the girls from powerful families, he had to be courteous to them.

The emperor thought of his eldest son and asked, "How is Hong Er? Tell him that we will be going to see his homework in a few days, don't disappoint us."

"Your Majesty …" Wang Gouyu was crying again. She had probably realized that tomorrow, she would be ridiculed by the concubine and couldn't hold herself back anymore.

"Why are you crying again?" Xiang Ye was impatient, but he did not reveal a vicious expression, and only ordered, "Quickly lie down, I will watch you sleep."

The delicate person lay down with tears hanging from his eyes and shyly closed his eyes. Who would have thought that such a weak person would be the strongest and strongest girl in the palace kitchen? The empress dowager had only chosen her to follow the army when she saw that she could bear the hardships of sleeping in the open air.

However, ever since the birth of the First Prince, Lady Wang no longer looked as strong and sturdy as she used to be. Instead, she had turned into such a weak little woman.

In upper yang palace, Xiao Ji reported to Xiao Qian that he had already sent some things to Madam Yuanzhou and that he would arrange for Madam to leave the capital for the Yuanzhou. Please rest assured, Xiao Qian. It was fine if she did not say it, but the moment she said it, she brought up the thought of her grandmother, which reminded Xiao Qian of the time when she met Shen Zhe.

But Shen Zhe was only a passerby in her life, a hero whom she had once looked up to. Even though he sat on a high seat and overlooked him, it was fate for his to meet him again.

At this moment, everything was quiet. Maybe it was because of the wine cups, but Xiao'er could not stop thinking about her grandmother. Her grandmother, who had lived together for eighteen years, was safe and sound in Yuanzhou.

This was the first time she could not sleep, so she walked into the pavilion in her clean and white sleeping clothes. There were no lights on the tai-fluid pool, and the moonlight was hazy.

This wide tai-fluid pool was the most beautiful scenery, and also the prison that bound her from today onwards.

"Grandmother …" Little Qian cried.