With Aunt Xinlan's support, Shen Zhaoyu forcibly sat up straight, looking fiercely at Yu Chizhen who was kneeling in front of her.
"Mother Concubine..." Yu Chizhen looked puzzled, and raised his eyes to meet Shen Zhaoyu's.
"I don't want to?!" Shen Zhaoyu sneered coldly, "It's fine if you don't want to! Then you will break up with the concubine mother, cut off the relationship between mother and child, and never see each other forever! Xinlan! See off!"
"Master! Master, don't be like this..." Xin Lan hastily tried to persuade her.
Yu Chizhen knelt on the ground, and it took a long time for him to utter a few words between his teeth, "Okay... From now on, I will never believe what Miss Wanyun said. Concubine Mu, take medicine and heal your wounds well... Wait for your wounds." Alright, my son will play His Majesty, please return to Zhaoyang Palace."
Shen Zhaoyu's complexion changed when she heard the words, and then her tone softened, "Really! It's okay... Fortunately, the mother concubine still has you."
She waved at Yu Chizhen, and Yu Chizhen immediately got up and stepped forward.
Shen Zhaoyu clenched his right hand, stroked the back of his hand and said, "Zhen'er, now there is no one else who can help Concubine Mother, and the only person that Concubine Mother can rely on is you... You must think of a way to get Concubine Mother back as soon as possible." Broken Butterfly Pavilion moved out. You know, this Broken Butterfly Pavilion is too remote, if you live there for a long time, your father and emperor will completely forget about the existence of mother and concubine!"
"I really understand." Yuchi nodded repeatedly.
Shen Zhaoyu reached out and brushed the raindrops off his sleeve, frowning with a loving look, "Zhener, don't blame Concubine Mother. Concubine Mother didn't mean to let you get wet in the rain just now, Concubine Mother just couldn't bear it... Mother Concubine is afraid that you will be kept in the dark by that girl, and Concubine Mother did this for your own good."
"I really understand." Yu Chizhen patted the back of Shen Zhaoyu's hand with his backhand, and said in a low voice, "Concubine Mother, it's getting late, you should rest early, and my son is still rushing out of the palace."
"Okay...Okay!" Shen Zhaoyu nodded, and then asked Xinlan to send him out.
As soon as Yu Chizhen came out of the Broken Butterfly Pavilion, he headed towards Yuhua Terrace.
Qin Xiaoyao frowned, crossed his arms to stop him, and scolded in a cold voice, "Master, what are you doing?! Didn't the imperial concubine just say that? Keep a distance between you and Princess Gong!"
Yuchi really looked back at him and stared at him, and asked back, "If you were betrayed by your best friend, would you be willing to swallow your anger so vaguely?! This king can't do it, this king must ask clearly! Wan Yun Whether the girl has done something wrong to my mother or concubine, this king wants her to tell me herself!"
Qin Xiaoyao's eyes dimmed, knowing that his master had a stubborn temper, and even nine bulls couldn't pull him back, so he let go.
Yuhua Terrace.
Because she couldn't find the connection with the fairy grass, Dongfang Jing often had a splitting headache at night and couldn't sleep.
It was raining heavily tonight, and the temperature dropped sharply. It was not as muggy as the previous few days, so she managed to get out of bed and sleep.
Half asleep and half awake, I heard someone arguing outside the door.
Dongmei blocked the entrance of Yuhua Terrace with her arms crossed, and said with a frown, "His Royal Highness Ning, my master is resting, please go back! This Yuhua Terrace is the inner palace, and His Highness Ning Wang does not have His Majesty's permission, so it is best not to approach it... "
"Zhongli Wanyun has done something wrong, is he afraid to see this king?" Yuchi's face turned cold, and there was a bit of sarcasm in his tone.
"His Royal Highness Ning, what do you mean by that? My master has never done anything wrong to you. Where are you from?"