The consequence of playing the role of a loving stepmother and providing psychological treatment to her stepson in the ice and snow was that Sheng Nuan herself fell ill and had a fever.
She was so dizzy from the fever that she woke up and fell asleep. She couldn't remember how much bitter medicine she drank. The sweat on her body wetted the sheets one after another... It wasn't until the third day that she finally fully recovered.
Wake up.
When I woke up, I saw a tall young man sitting beside the bed.
Sheng Nuan was startled for a moment, then smiled: "Why is Your Highness here?"
Yingxue looked at her meekly and whispered: "My mother is sick to save me, so naturally I have to come and serve her."
What a good boy who knows how to be grateful.
Sheng Nuan was helped by Sophie to sit up and lean against the bed.
Although she had been sweating before, there were many maids around her and they were very good at taking care of her. When she woke up, her body was clean and fresh and she didn't feel uncomfortable.
Not long after, Sophie brought her a bowl of hot milk.
"Queen, the doctor said that you should drink more milk when recovering from a serious illness, which will help your recovery."
Sheng Nuan took the bowl and was about to drink it when a smell of mutton hit her nostrils... Then she remembered that the milk of this era had no processing technology and was not the boxed milk she used to drink.
The original flavor is nutritious, but the taste is too strong.
Sheng Nuan paused for a moment, then waved Yingxue to him: "Your Highness, I'll give you this bowl of milk to drink."
She smiled and put on a friendly face: "Drinking more milk will help you grow taller..."
But seeing Yingxue's slim but tall figure, she changed the topic again: "It can also improve your highness's physical condition."
Yingxue blinked: "But Queen Mother, I have already drank it before."
Sheng Nuan's smile froze slightly, but she refused to give up: "The more milk, the better."
Yingxue still wanted to refuse, but Sheng Nuan said with a straight face, "You just said you wanted to serve me, but you can't do such a small thing?"
Yingxue was slightly startled, then reached out to take it: "Thank you very much, Queen Mother."
Sheng Nuan smiled: "Be good..."
Yingxue was slightly startled, pursed her lips and said nothing, and the tips of her ears were slightly red.
After another two days of rest, Sheng Nuan fully recovered. At the same time, the New Year arrived.
The royal family of the Kingdom of Leon has a custom, that is, on New Year's Day, the royal family members go to the royal city to condolences the poor and send New Year's gifts to the poor in the royal city to reflect the generosity and selflessness of the royal family.
In previous years, Yingxue and Snow would complete this task together, and this year is no exception.
Early in the morning of the New Year, Yingxue got up and put on her previous clothes as a habit, and then she saw an attendant walking in holding a New Year's uniform.
"It was sent by the queen."
Every New Year, the tailors in the palace tailor new clothes for all the royal family, including Snow who lives outside the palace, but never for him.
Every New Year, he and Snow sent new clothes and food to the people in the slums, but he still wore old clothes.
Those people would always regard Snow as the prince of the kingdom and turn a blind eye to him.
In many years, this was the first time someone remembered to bring him new clothes on New Year's Day.
Yingxue lowered her eyes and took the new clothes, put them on, had breakfast and left the palace.
He and Snow had been at loggerheads since childhood, so there was basically no communication along the way.
After they and their attendants delivered New Year's gifts one after another to the poor, those in thin and ragged clothes knelt down and kissed the toes of their shoes piously.
Every time like this, Snow would sigh: "When will these kind and honest poor people get rid of this kind of life?"
Yingxue raised her lips coldly but didn't say a word.
These people are pitiful, but are they really kind and honest?
not necessarily.
Because he has seen the true colors of these people.
That year, he was taken out of the palace by his mother,
He was extremely happy that day because he felt that maybe his mother also loved him and was willing to accompany him like the mothers of other children.
It wasn't until he turned around after watching the animal show that he realized there was no one around him.
He walked alone for a long time and reached the outside of the palace, but the guards outside the imperial city did not recognize him and did not believe his words at all.
They said that His Highness Yingxue was fine in the palace, but he was just a dirty little beggar.
For the next two nights, he slept in a dilapidated chapel... When he couldn't bear the hunger anymore, he stole money from the donation box.
The old priest couldn't catch up with him and cursed behind him.
"God will definitely punish you!"
At that time, he was thinking, what could be a more terrible punishment than being abandoned by his own mother?
He used the stolen money to buy bread. As soon as he took a bite, the bread was snatched away by children from the slums. The families of those children saw it and did not stop their own children. Instead, they helped the children to steal his food.
These are the same people who are now kissing the toes of his shoes with gratitude in their eyes...
After distributing several cartloads of condolences, they finally turned around and returned to the palace. At this time, the snow began to get heavier.
"It's really unlucky. With such heavy snow, there must be no one waiting for me." Snow complained next to him.
When young knights go out to help the poor, the female family members of the family will welcome them back at home and personally serve them cold soup to express their appreciation to the young knight.
Yingxue didn't care, because no one had ever waited for him. Every year, he watched Snow being picked up by his family with cold eyes.
They kissed him, praised him, and went home with him.
Next to him, Snow was still muttering: "Why is the rain getting bigger and bigger, and it's so late... It's really unlucky."
But when they arrived in front of the palace gate, they found that a group of people were waiting there in the wind and snow.
The huge and luxurious carriage stood quietly in the wind and snow, surrounded by guards.
Snow's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't wait to ride over there. Beside him, Yingxue looked away with an expressionless face, preparing to go back to the cold palace by herself as before.
But at this moment, a voice sounded.
"Your Highness."
Sophie was wrapped in a thick cloak and her teeth were chattering: "Your Highness, the queen is waiting for you."
At this time, Snow, who saw the carriage sign clearly, stopped suddenly and stared at the tightly closed carriage.
Yingxue froze instantly.
"Your Highness?"
Another call brought him back to his senses. He pursed his lips, turned around slowly, and was led by the attendant to the luxurious carriage.
The curtain of the carriage was opened, revealing Queen Ivy's eyes with a gentle smile: "Your Highness, it's cold outside. Come in and rest quickly. Let's go home together."
Yingxue lowered her eyes, silently letting Sophie take off his almost soaked cloak, and then entered the carriage.
The carriage turned around and drove into the palace, with Snow still standing there on horseback.
It turns out that Queen Ivy came to welcome Yingxue... It would be great if one day, she came to pick him up.
The moment this thought came up, Snow froze suddenly, and finally realized his thoughts, and his face turned pale instantly.
At this time, the people who came to greet him were either his direct elders or... his wife. Queen Ivy was not his closest elder.
What is he thinking...he must be crazy!
The Viscount, who was always young and bold, turned around and left in a panic, not daring to look back in the direction of the palace gate.
Inside the palace gate, the carriage moved forward slowly.
The car windows are inlaid with glass, and through the glass you can see the night view of the palace outside.
Sheng Nuan watched Yingxue drink a bowl of hot soup, her face softened slightly, and then she smiled and said, "How was your highness's day out today? Are you happy?"
Yingxue looked up at her, paused, and hummed softly.
Sheng Nuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Ever since she saw him jumping off a building last time, Sheng Nuan knew that he must have a psychological problem... Seeking death on the anniversary of his mother's death showed how much his mother's departure had dealt a huge blow to him.
What a poor little guy.
I hope he can be stronger when he is targeted by her vicious stepmother in the future.
Sheng Nuan secretly gave psychological support to the task target who was about to harm him in the future: "Your Highness, there are still many people in this world who need you. Being needed by others is a happy thing in the first place. What do you think?"
As she said this, she handed the small stove to him.
Yingxue paused and reached out to take it... The young man's hand had clear joints and was slender and beautiful. The moment he held the hand stove, he accidentally touched the soft and warm fingertips.
His movements paused.
The person opposite obviously didn't notice. He let go of his hand and opened the car curtain to look out: "The night view of the palace turns out to be so beautiful."
The young queen's delicate and beautiful profile was reflected on the glass, and outside was the magnificent palace covered in silver... She seemed to belong to this place from birth.
It was born to be in the most luxurious place, to be cared for and cherished carefully...
