Prince Shou suddenly became anxious and forcibly took Princess Shou's hand and put it on the table, saying to Mu Yunhan: "Please."
Mu Yunhan looked down.
I saw that the skin on Princess Shou's arms was dry and flaky, and wrinkled like an old woman in her seventies or eighties.
She forced herself not to dislike it and touched it gently with her fingertips.
King Shou looked at her nervously: "How is it?"
Mu Yunhan actually couldn't see any special difference, but he was definitely suffering from insomnia, anxiety, lack of Qi and blood, and gastrointestinal problems.
She said: "I want to talk to Madam alone."
King Shou hesitated: "She can't see outsiders alone... I'm afraid she will lose control."
Princess Qianshou suddenly spoke: "I don't know how."
King Shou was a little embarrassed. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Okay, then you can tell Mrs. Gu that she has suffered so much over the years. No matter what, I want to cure you."
The former Princess Shou had no expression on her face.
King Shou took his servants with him and left in embarrassment.
Princess Qianshou looked at Xiaomi indifferently.
Mu Yunhan explained: "They are all my most trusted maids and can help me."
Princess Qianshou said bluntly: "I will only talk to you."
Mu Yunhan had no choice but to let Xiaomi exit.
Xiaomi was worried: "Madam..."
Mu Yunhan winked, indicating that he was well prepared and was wearing arm crossbows and other items, so he was not afraid of anyone causing trouble.
Xiaomi then retreated.
Without prompting, Mu Yunhan adjusted the chrysanthemum in the vase, picked off an extra leaf, and placed the vase in the most suitable position.
Princess Qianshou suddenly said: "I heard that you want to burn incense, why don't you do it today?"
Mu Yunhan said: "The fragrance of chrysanthemum is enough. I think Madam is not willing to smell other smells."
Princess Qianshou fell silent again.
Mu Yunhan boiled water, washed tea, cooked tea, and brought a cup of jasmine tea that exuded a faint floral fragrance to her.
Princess Qianshou looked at the jasmine flowers in the cup intently and said hoarsely: "I hate him, I don't want to live, I just want to die."
Mu Yunhan frowned: "That's it."
That would be difficult to handle.
"What did he tell you? He couldn't help himself?"
Princess Qianshou raised her eyes and looked at Mu Yunhan: "It is true that he could not help himself, but seeing the child die in front of my eyes, I can never forgive him."
"They said I was unworthy and wanted to drive me out of the house. He didn't say a word for me."
"He did whatever they asked him to do. He even refused to allow me to hold a funeral for my child out of fear."
"Hide me? Compensate later? Let me hide in the house like a mouse all day long and live a life of darkness?"
"This is not love, this is to satisfy himself, to prove that he is not a thin lover, but a long-term lover."
"I have become like this, and he still refuses to let me go!"
"I believe that when you see me, you must be thinking that if you still refuse to leave me after things become like this, is that true love?"
Mu Yunhan was a little stunned. She did think so, because the former Princess Shou's current appearance was really, really unsightly.
"Your wishful tea really makes people wishful thinking. The first time I drank it, I dreamed about my wishful thinking that night."
"He is still the same as before, white and fat, swaying when he walks, his eyes are dark and bright, he always makes a milky sound when he calls mother, and he still likes to eat sweets..."
Princess Qianshou shed tears, her skinny and sunken face full of love and sadness.