Two days later, the king went out, and Xia Hourui arranged for Xue Qing to enter the palace disguised as an attendant.
Xue Qing was worried that something would happen, so she specially asked Yue Qianxun to accompany her.
The desolate harem exuded a sense of desolation. From the corner of Xue Qing's eyes, she saw Xia Hourui's eyes were bloodshot.
Xia Hourui asked the guards to wait at a distance. Only Xue Qing and Yue Qianxun could enter.
"Why was your mother-in-law thrown into the cold palace?" Xue Qing asked, of course she knew that Xia Hourui didn't have to answer, after all, it might trigger someone's sad past.
"I also want to know, but it's a pity that I don't know until now. When I was very young, my mother-in-law was extremely favored by my father, and even though my father has never stepped foot into the Yan Palace to see my mother-in-law,
But I know very well that the mother-in-law still occupies an irreplaceable position in his heart." Xia Hourui said, "Otherwise, I would not be the prince, and the mother-in-law would not still be able to live well in the Yan Palace."
Xia Hourui's explanation is not unreasonable. If an emperor is really tired of a certain woman, he will not care about her life or death, let alone let that woman's son become the prince.
There was great noise elsewhere in the palace, but this Yan Palace was extremely cold, and not even a single person could be seen in the huge backyard.
"My father has decreed that no one can come here to see my mother and concubine without his permission," Xia Hourui said, but he still often sneaked in to take a look.
The mother-in-law's sanity is getting worse day by day, and her health is also not good. Now she can hardly even recognize her son Xia Hourui.
A few cold cries of crows could be heard on the branches.
For some reason, Xue Qing shuddered all over as soon as she stepped into Yan Palace, always feeling that there was some conspiracy lingering inside.
"This place is incompatible with the luxury and splendor of the palace." Yue Qianxun sighed.
"Nanrong Medical God, if you can save my mother's illness, you will be my benefactor, Xia Hourui. I, Xia Hourui, will be grateful for the rest of my life and am willing to go through fire and water for you." Xia Hourui said solemnly.
"I'll do my best," Xue Qing could only say, unable to tell that Xia Hourui was really a filial son.
"This way." Xia Hourui led Xue Qing to the left wing of Yan Palace, where there was another row of ancient tile-roofed houses.
A low-pitched singing voice came from inside, repeating those few lines. The tone was strange, but the timbre was quite pleasant.
Xia Hourui pushed the door open and walked in. Two young girls were taking care of the house. When they saw Xia Hourui coming, they were stunned for a moment and then immediately knelt down and said, "I pay my respects to His Highness the Crown Prince."
"Get up, you guys, please step aside first." After Xia Hourui said this, he handed a sachet he was carrying to one of the little palace maids.
The little maid's face showed joy: "Thank you, Your Highness."
There are valuable treasures in the sachet. Every time Xia Hourui comes, he will reward these girls heavily.
The little maids retreated and closed the door.
Xue Qing glanced at the room. The furnishings were elegant and simple, but clean and tidy.
Xia Hourui signaled Yue Qianxun to wait in the outer room and took Xueqing into the inner room. The singing came from the inner room. A middle-aged woman in her forties was sitting on the couch, murmuring.
This woman should be Xia Hourui's mother-in-law. Xue Qing looked at her and saw that she was not as messy as she imagined. Although her face was haggard, she still had charm and was quite beautiful.
The little palace maid had just combed Concubine Yan's hair. She looked dignified and elegantly dressed. The moment her beautiful and sad eyes saw Xia Hourui entering, the singing stopped.
"Mother concubine." Xia Hourui's eyes flickered and he walked quickly over to the woman.