Wan Yaojie, the Minister of Household Affairs, was the elder brother of Concubine Wan Gui and the maternal uncle of Prince Baojun.
"I'm afraid that after deposing the crown prince and Prince Gong, your father will be jealous of your uncle." Concubine Wan Gui sighed, took a sip of tea, and continued, "The Xu family and the Li family It has completely withered. Now the Wan family is the only one in the court, and it seems to be very glorious. Who knows if it will prick your father's eyes? Your father is the most suspicious and jealous from now on. Finally, please be careful. Everything must be done according to your father's wishes. Don't be impatient. After all, the position of prince will be yours sooner or later. Don't be impatient and make the wrong decision. "
"Yes, my son, please remember your mother's teachings." Lu Zhihe said respectfully.
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Jiasheng 25th October 28th
Prince Gong was buried.
Prince Gong passed away at an early age. Long live the Lord was very sad and posthumously named Lu Zhichuan as Prince Gong, and held the funeral ceremony with the courtesy of a prince.
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The second day of November in the twenty-fifth year of Jiasheng
Prince Ning's Mansion.
After resting in bed for a month, the wound finally healed a lot. Mu Nanzhi was finally able to get out of bed. Although Lu Zhishan still did not allow her to go out, she was much better than before. The most important thing was that she would never let her go out again. It was convenient for Lu Zhichuan to serve her. As long as he didn't touch her, the wound wouldn't hurt. Mu Nanzhi was in a good mood and her appetite improved. As soon as the weather got cold, she thought about Xihuai Villa. When frozen persimmons, frozen red fruits and frozen pears arrived, Lu Zhishan didn't want to obey them, so he sent Du Heng to Xiaohuai Courtyard to get them.
Du Heng just came from Xihuai Courtyard and saw a carriage parked in front of the palace. The carriage seemed to be of first-class standard, but there was only a coachman and a maid following him. It was very low-key. Du Heng had never seen it before. Passing this carriage, I didn't know who was sitting inside, so I inevitably took a second look, and saw the girl helping a tall woman in a lotus green satin robe embroidered with chrysanthemums and gold threads down from the carriage. The woman wore a simple and neat bun, with only a three-winged warbler feather hairpin on her hair. Apart from that, she had no other jewelry on her body. She was very plain. Looking at the woman's face, she had a high nose. With her cherry lips, jade bones, and icy skin, her beauty could not be concealed despite her bare face. However, her eyebrows were a little distant and indifferent, and she had a somewhat repulsive temperament.
Du Heng couldn't help but look at the woman's eyebrows again. The woman seemed to notice it and looked towards him. Du Heng immediately became embarrassed. Knowing that he had really lost his composure, he hurriedly bowed to the woman and saluted. Taking two steps forward, he asked respectfully: "I am ignorant, I wonder which noble house this person is from?"
"This is Princess Jing'an." The maid said.
Du Heng was startled, and then he remembered that this woman was actually the domineering and arrogant Princess of Korea who was the former Crown Princess of Prince Kang's Palace. After the fire in Prince Kang's Palace, this Princess of Korea was the only one who survived in the whole family and was granted the title of Lord Long Live. As the princess of Jing'an County, she now lives in Shoukang Palace and accompanies the Queen Mother.
It's just that Princess Jing'an is completely different from what Du Heng imagined.
Du Heng was so busy that he put down the food box in his hand, saluted Princess Jing'an again, and said: "I have met Princess Jing'an, and I would like to extend my sincere greetings to Princess Jin An."
"Get up," Princess Jing'an nodded slightly and said, "I'm coming over today to see Princess Ning. You can lead the way."