This speculation is ridiculous.

But no matter how ridiculous things are, they can happen in the palace, a place where conspiracies can be found everywhere.

"Your Highness." Aunt Xia was not afraid at all. Instead, she laughed dumbly and said, "I know what the consequences will be if you arrange it at will."

"Your Highness, it is often said that when a person is about to die, his words are good. The slave is not a great evil person. He has served the queen for so many years and has a deep relationship with her."

"When I first arrived in the palace, I was only ten and thirteen years old. I was clumsy and not very clever. It was because the sisters in the Yanxi Palace were friendly to others and the empress was gentle and did not punish me that I lived a comfortable life.

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"That year, Your Highness was five years old, a lively and active age, but the empress fell ill. You wanted to come to visit her, but she refused and locked you out."

"You were crying and shouting outside the door, but the queen couldn't help crying inside the door. She tossed and turned at night and couldn't sleep."

"I didn't understand why His Highness was not allowed in. I tried to persuade the empress, but she changed from her usual gentleness and became furious. She kicked me out and sent me to Yunlan Villa."

"Your Highness, when I first came to Yunlan Villa, I still didn't understand and couldn't figure it out. This is just a small suggestion."

"Recalling the past, I'm afraid the empress couldn't even bear to scold me. Why did she get so angry that time and drive me out directly?"

"It wasn't until half a year later that the empress died. The sisters in Yanxi Palace died and were sold, and no one survived. The slave understood that the empress did not drive the slave away, but she clearly saved the slave's life."

Aunt Xia was out of breath when she spoke. She felt out of breath during the journey and took several breaths.

The Aunt Xia in front of me has an aging face and a breathless look, as if she is half-lying in a coffin. But in fact, she may be about to be forty years old.

A forty-year-old person, with an aging body like an old woman, no wonder Cuttlefish didn't recognize her at first sight.

Xia Qianqian stood aside and listened carefully, analyzing a little bit of clear context from her words.

The empress was ill because someone had used some destructive method.

The empress knew this, but she chose to hide it. She had no choice but to send her son and her beloved maid out so that they could survive.

Grandma Xia fell into memories and cried out in pain for a moment, "I have been worried for so many years, and I regret that I didn't notice anything strange about my mother's body."

"I have never been able to figure out what made the empress so ill, until five years ago, when Mrs. E took over Ziwei Pavilion."

"Ziwei Pavilion was once the residence of His Highness. Mrs. E knew that His Highness liked lotus, so she dug a pond in it, filled it with water, and planted a pond of lotus."

Speaking of this, Grandma Xia's eyes began to blur, and there was a luster of longing, "Like the lotus in our Yanxi Palace, it blooms in full bloom every year."

"A rockery has also been repaired by the pond, which is similar to the rockery in Yanxi Palace. I even found on that stone the marks I drew on the stone because I was naughty at that time."

Aunt Xia curled her lips, smiled sadly, and raised her hands as she spoke.

Under the sunlight, the skin of the woman's arms is full of wrinkles, and the dry arms are like two dry branches covered with a layer of human skin.

"Your Highness, you see, although I have never seen my empress when she was terminally ill, when she first fell ill, she was exactly the same as me."

As she spoke, she looked sideways at Cuilan beside her, with a flash of shame in her eyes, "In the past two years since Cuilan came to Ziwei Pavilion, her health has gradually deteriorated, just like the slave she used to be."

"The slave has always wondered, what is the connection between the slave's illness and the mother's illness?"

"It's that rockery." Ji Zimo's voice was gloomy, and there was a stern look in his eyes.

Aunt Xia was slightly surprised, then ecstatic, "When I was suspicious, I tried to find a stone to replace it, but Mrs. E discovered it."

She warned the slave seriously, "Don't move that stone."

"I feel sad, but I think that if Your Highness doesn't come here often, you might be able to escape this disaster. Or maybe, when Your Highness comes here, I can see Your Highness,"

"But before I see His Highness, my body can no longer bear it."

Aunt Xia's words not only evoked Ji Zimo's long-lost memories, but also faintly revealed a huge secret.

Xia Qianqian looked sideways at the person next to her.

At first, she said she wanted to fall in love with him because she was attracted by his beauty.

Even a woman might dream about having a romantic love affair with a beautiful boy from a comic book.

When the opportunity to make this fantasy come true is placed in front of you, who wouldn't want to reach out and grab it and give it a try?

Yes!

Her thoughts on him at first were a bit like chasing an idol, only looking at appearance and not caring about family background.

When she found out that he was the former prince and now the emperor's uncle, she didn't feel too excited.

In time-travel dramas, most of the heroines have relationships with members of the royal family that are constantly complicated and complicated.

Not surprising.

No matter what happened to him in the past or what was about to happen, she could handle it calmly.

But this time, listening to Grandma Xia's narration, a clear picture immediately appeared in front of her eyes.

In front of the heavy palace door, a little person knocked on the door and called for his mother.

It’s so heartbreaking to see someone so alienated from their loved ones and feeling aggrieved and uncomfortable.

She looked at him, and he slowly raised his head, staring at the dazzling sunlight with a pair of black eyes. Finally, he couldn't stand the harshness of the sun and closed his eyes.

"Geng Zhong."

"Yes!"

"Change a place for Aunt Xia, Cuilan, and you can follow and take care of her."

"No way!" Aunt Xia waved her hand, "Your Highness, I am already a broken body, how can I bother Your Highness? I don't want to..."

"If you really think about His Highness, then work hard to live."

Xia Qianqian's face darkened, and she said calmly: "The empress knows her secrets and will not expect you to get together with her early. She definitely hopes that you will help uncover the culprits behind the scenes and protect the safety of Your Highness."

Aunt Xia was stunned for a moment, and then she knelt down again, "Your Highness, as long as you need a slave, I'll fight to the death."

"Take good care of your illness."

He didn't say much, nodded slightly, turned around and walked out.

Xia Qianqian chased after her.

The two of them got on the carriage, and he sat upright with a serious look on his face.

Xia Qianqian had a complicated mood. She pursed her lips for a while and finally asked: "Do you think she is trustworthy?"

"Why should a dying person lie?"

"Perhaps someone took advantage of her status as a dying person and deliberately used her words to instigate you and..." She did not dare to say the name of the Supreme Emperor.

"Although my father is indifferent to me, he is a holy king." He will never kill his wife and children.

Things seem to have reached a deadlock again.

"Or, I'll go back to Ziwei Pavilion with you." Xia Qianqian continued: "Go and look at that stone, and ask Mrs. E what's going on?"

"Mrs. E doesn't have the courage."
Chapter completed!