CH 123

The respectful voice of the maidservant outside the door resonated inside the room.

“Miss Ming Zhu, this servant is here to deliver medicine.”

Chapter 123

(45.2)

Biying could be considered the most important maid in her courtyard, and hearing these words, she was a little upset. She opened the door with a harsh face and walked out, “What medicine?”

The little maidservant was carrying a tray, she also was innocent, she just did what the master had ordered her to do.

“Miss Ming Zhu should be aware.”

Biying was about to drive her away when Ming Zhu stopped her. Looking at the pitiful and round-faced little maidservant outside the room, she sighed, “Come in, put down the medicine.”

“Yes.” The little maidservant did not have any bad intentions, she said, “His Highness said this is the medicine prepared by the imperial doctor, it is much better than the medicine you were taking randomly on your own, you can consume it without worry.”

Looking at the bowl of black medicine on the table, Ming Zhu smiled faintly, “Thank His Highness on my behalf.”

These weren’t words said out of anger, it was really what she was thinking in her heart. This was also good, she did not have to live in fear, trying to hide from him, and drink that vicious medicine anymore.

Ming Zhu endured the bitter taste and drank the entire bowl in one gulp so that the little maidservant could take away the empty bowl and report back.

Biying was dumbfounded. She wondered, what was happening here again? Didn’t the crown prince forbid the miss to drink that nasty stuff a long time ago? Why did he take the initiative to send it over here again?

This fit of anger, was really too big.

Ming Zhu ate two candied fruit to suppress the bitter taste in her mouth. She then felt alive again.

Looking at her, Biying, as an outsider, was extremely anxious, “Miss, you are really too stubborn.”

This time, His Highness was furious, and it would be really difficult to dispel his anger.

The crown prince was not a man who would hesitate and would repeat the same scenario over and over, if after a few disputes, his heart went completely cold, then in the future, he would treat miss Ming Zhu no differently than an ordinary concubine.

When he remembers her, he’ll come over for a round of love, if he doesn’t remember, then he won’t come. When he’ll be on the verge of almost forgetting about her, the past affection would no longer exist, and he won’t ever come back in this life.

By then, miss Ming Zhu could only die of old age in this small courtyard, alone, without children. It was terrifying just to think about.

Ming Zhu understood that she was saying that for her own good, “Tomorrow, remember to buy lotus seeds, you have to pick the sweet ones.”

Biying looked at her for a moment and helplessly said, “Alright.”

Zhao Zhi carried the basket to his mother’s palace. Song Luan smiled as she welcomed her son into her palace. She ordered the palace maids to bring the snacks he loved.

“How come you are running over to me twice in three days now?”

His mother’s question left Zhao Zhi momentarily frozen. She tilted her head and looked at her son, who was already much taller than she was, “You’ve come here, and you’ve even brought me something ah?”

Zhao Zhi awkwardly said “mmh”, he was carrying a bamboo basket in his hand, which appeared out of place with his status.

“It’s lotus seeds, did you pick them for me?”

Zhao Zhi shook his head: “No.”

He did not eat lotus seeds, he found them too bitter, but Ming Zhu was very fond of them. Before going to bed at night, she would hold the lotus and peel them all, she would only sleep when she was finished eating all of them.

He also wasn’t sure why he had snatched them away from her.

“It’s very fresh, you try it.”

Zhao Zhi peeled a few lotuses for his mother as he said that.

Song Luan ate two bites and squinted her eyes, “It’s refreshing and sweet, it’s delicious.”

She asked again, “So you came today just to bring me lotus seeds?”

Zhao Zhi remained silent and then shook his head truthfully, “No.”

He frowned, a rare look of distress surfaced on his face as he asked, “Mother, what is considered falling in love with someone?”

This made Song Luan speechless, because she herself did not know, she loved everyone, but it also seemed like she loved no one.

She smiled, “Do you want to see her every day? Do you want to be close to her? Do you want to be good to her?”

Zhao Zhi’s fingertips curled up one by one, “Is it like that?”

“Yes.”

“If one is away from the person he loves, what will happen?”

“I also don’t know, probably one should also be able to live well.” Whenever Song Luan brought up this topic, there was always an unexplained melancholy.

But very soon after, the melancholy drifting through her heart dissipated. She smiled as she asked, “Is it that you’re impatient to marry your bride ah?”

The corners of Zhao Zhi’s mouth twitched, “It’s not like that.”

Song Luan thought he was being shy, her son’s temperament was introverted, one couldn’t tell what he was thinking, it was rare to see him being so confused like he was today.

“In just a few months, you’ll be able to marry the person and take her home. Remember, you have to treat her well.”

Zhao Zhi’s remained mute, not speaking for a long time.

Song Luan talked about her daily matters, “Last month, I met the legitimate miss of the Ming family, she is beautiful, educated and good with etiquette, she seemed very talented, your little sister did a poetry contest with her, and she lost every time.”

She lowered her head and smiled, “But the most important thing is that you love her.”