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“They’ll never end well!” Concubine Xian sneered, “They think that by crippling my son’s leg, the Prince of Yu will be securely seated on the throne of the Crown Prince?”

The maidservant said quietly, “Everywhere it’s said that as soon as the Prince of Yu comes out from the Ancestral Temple, he will be the next Crown Prince.”

“Only if he’s lucky enough to come out!”

“Your Highness, what are you going to do?” The maid asked in a fearful whisper.

“You go back.”

“Where is Your Highness going? Let this servant accompany you.”

“You worthless wretch, can’t you understand what I’m saying? I told you to leave!”

“…Yes.” The maid, helpless, turned to leave.

Concubine Xian stood in place for a moment, glanced at a basket, picked it up and walked towards the Ancestral Temple.

As expected, she was stopped by the Imperial Army.

Concubine Xian took out a bundle of silver notes, handed them to the soldier with her sleeve covering them, and laughed, “You all have worked hard, take this for drinks. As you know, the Prince of Yu will be coming out tomorrow, why watch so closely and offend him for no reason?”

The soldier hesitated: “You can go in, but you can’t bring any food.”

“Why take it so seriously? The one who will soon be Crown Prince, if you starve him, what good will come to you when he comes out? One must learn to be flexible.”

Under the temptation of Concubine Xian’s silver notes and words, the soldier finally gave in and stepped aside.

Concubine Xian, carrying the basket, ascended the steps and pushed open the door.

At some point, Li Hongyuan had changed his position, sitting directly opposite the door, which was where Jiang Ning had previously sat.

He retained a leisurely appearance, supporting his chin with his left hand while writing with his right.

Hearing the door open, he looked up and saw Concubine Xian. He didn’t look surprised. He lowered his eyes again,

Leaving a beautifully curved and exquisite profile for others to see.

Concubine Xian entered, casually closing the door behind her, and studied the Prince of Yu.

The Prince of Yu was dressed in ordinary attire, his hair was not tied up but cascaded down his back, making him look lazy and leisurely.

It was just that his face looked somewhat too pale.

“Prince of Yu.” As Concubine Xian approached, her voice choked a little, her eyes filled with tears.

“Concubine Xian, if you have something to say, say it. There’s no need for theatrics in front of me,” the Prince of Yu said calmly, his chin propped on his hand, “I’m not the Emperor Father. I’m not taken in by your act. Besides, you’re past the age where crying might be considered charming.”

Concubine Xian:

She frowned, “Prince of Yu, we’re brothers. Must it come to this?”

“That’s something you should ask your son. And besides, we aren’t real brothers.”

“He’s already in such a state, Prince of Yu, can’t you forgive him?” Concubine Xian asked, looking distraught, “His leg is completely ruined. He can’t stand up for the rest of his life.”

“Then, please mourn, Concubine Xian.”

“Prince of Yu, I acknowledge that the Prince of Huai was at fault. He should never have coveted the Princess Consort of Yu and harmed her. He has been filled with remorse recently. But at this point, he has no way, nor the face to see you.”

“So?”

“Seeing how pitiful he is, I came here specifically to apologize on his behalf.” Concubine Xian put the basket on the floor, “These are all made by me.”

“I can’t eat anything.”

“This is my sincerity, and also the Prince of Huai’s apology. I just hope you can forgive him.”

Li Hongyuan said, “I shattered his kneecaps, and he still asks for my forgiveness? Concubine Xian, don’t you find that a bit ridiculous?”