The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

Qin Yu'an has been receiving messages from the other party for the past six months. From those reminders, he clearly sensed that the other party was familiar with this imperial city and the entire palace.

He brought the bamboo tube back to the courtyard again and when he turned the corner, he heard several young palace maids and eunuchs whispering.

"Have you heard that the third princess has caught a cold? Even the imperial physician can't do anything to help her. She has not woken up yet."

"It seems that after being punished that time, the Third Princess' health condition took a sharp turn for the worse. I heard from the palace maids who served her that she had nightmares all day long. Over time, her body collapsed."

"The virtuous concubine and the emperor were furious, and the entire Imperial Hospital felt like a knife was hanging over their heads."

"I also heard that the imperial physician couldn't save him..."

The person who was speaking lowered his voice so low that Qin Yu'an couldn't hear the last few words. The person seemed to have violated some taboo and was slapped hard by his companions.

Then a big eunuch appeared, warned a few people, and left with his men.

Qin Yu'an then walked out from the darkness, looked at the hunched backs of several people, and slowly walked towards the courtyard.

Su Nian has been ill recently and has been coughing all the time. He paid a large sum of money to ask someone to go to the Imperial Hospital to get some medicine, but he hasn't gotten better. Qin Yu'an has no choice but to worry.

After helping his mother to sleep again, Qin Yu'an ran to his room, closed the door and opened the bamboo tube.

As usual, there was a note inside. He opened the scroll and saw a sentence on it that shocked him. He felt as if the back of his head was hit by a hammer and felt dizzy.

He read it again from beginning to end in disbelief, and a small black pill rolled down his palm. The boy's eyelashes trembled violently, and he held on to the old bed to steady himself.

"Your mother is seriously ill, so you should be prepared. This medicine can only relieve the symptoms."

impossible!

Qin Yu'an had never hired a doctor, but the eunuch who was entrusted to get the medicine clearly asked the imperial physician and found out that it was not a serious illness. How could his mother be seriously ill?

The boy held the pill in his palm and pretended to throw it on the ground. His hands were shaking violently, but he didn't dare to take the gamble.

This was the first time he no longer wanted to trust the person who had always helped him.

is fake.

Qin Yu'an was in a state of dismay and went to Su Nian's room with the medicine.

Even if he was fast asleep, there were still violent coughing sounds in the room. If the situation continued like this, Su Nian would definitely wake up again.

The woman saw the shadow in front of the door, called Qin Yu'an's name tentatively, and then she pushed the door open and came in.

"Yu An, what's wrong?" Su Nian wanted to get off the bed, but she was coughing violently. When she landed on the ground, the young man was already in front of her, patting her back gently.

"Nothing, son, just worried whether you can sleep well?"

Su Nian stroked his chest and calmed his breathing. "Why can't I sleep? I might as well use this little time to embroider something."

Qin Yu'an caught a glimpse of the dark circles in her eyes that could not be concealed, and his heart was beating like a hammer. He knew she didn't want him to worry.

But she knows her own body best...

Qin Yuan pretended to be calm, poured a bowl of water and brought it to her, then put the pills in her hand, "This is medicine from the Imperial Hospital. Take it, mother."

Su Nian had no doubts and swallowed it with water in his mouth. He grabbed the boy's palm, and the rough touch scratched the surface of the skin. "This pill must be very expensive. Mother can just drink the dregs. Drinking the dregs will also work."

Su Nian met Qin Yu'an's sad and sorrowful gaze, and was suddenly stunned and burst into tears in an instant.

People have a premonition of their own death. Su Nian was extremely anxious these days, staring at Qin Yu'an's room all day long, but later she calmed down and started to weave and embroider again, and wash the clothes sent by the palaces.

This way, he could earn a little more money so that Qin Yu'an could live a better life.

Su Nian's fingers were frozen from washing clothes with cold water for many years, and they were rough and ugly, unlike the slender and soft fingers of ordinary women. It stung when she touched his cheek. Qin Yu'an could feel that his mother was wiping his tears, and he missed the warmth of her palm.

"Mom, I..." The boy's throat was choked and he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Qin Yu'an was not a qualified son. He did not notice that his mother was not right. Now that he thought about it, everything was traceable.

Su Nian basically never stepped out of the cold palace because she was afraid of the eyes of outsiders. But a few days ago, in order to send herself to school, she, who had always been thrifty, gave a few copper coins to the guard and asked for half a cup of tea.

But this short time was not enough for her to walk out of the long palace corridor.

Qin Yu'an looked at her from afar, waved at her, and signaled her to go back.

If passers-by recognized her as a woman from the cold palace going out casually, the consequences would be very serious.

At that time, Su Nian was wearing a cloth skirt with a few gray patches on it. She stood there very stiffly, with her hands folded, her head slightly tilted, and her eyes flashing with emotions that he didn't understand.

Qin Yu'an now understood that it was reluctance, guilt, and nostalgia...

His mother was the same age when she gave birth to him. She was originally a maid in the palace of a nobleman. However, because of the man on the throne, she was framed and lost the trust of the emperor. Not long after giving birth, she was sent to the cold palace and wasted her life.

Maybe he shouldn't show up, so there would be one less burden.

"thump"

Qin Yu'an knelt on the ground, leaning on Su Nian's knees, his tears dried in the wind, and his cheeks were tense.

The cold palace was extremely cold in winter. They couldn't afford charcoal, so Qin Yu'an could only get more cotton to make winter clothes. At this time, Su Nian was wearing thin clothes and kept coughing, with an abnormal blush on his pale cheeks.

Qin Yu'an quickly took out clothes from the closet and put them all on Su Nian.

She resisted a little, "It's useless for me to wear them. They are all sewn for you."

If she died, it would be unlucky for him to have clothes worn by a dead person.

"Why is it useless?!" Qin Yu'an raised his voice.

Su Nian was stunned. It seemed like the first time she saw Qin Yu'an angry with her.

Qin Yu'an was small and thin, and he was a prince without real power. There were many people who bullied him in the past, but he did not resist. He would run away when he saw those people because he knew he could not win.

Sometimes, when they were annoyed by the people who avoided them, they would catch him on the way home from school and beat him up to vent their anger.

The young boy was covered in scars, but he was always cheerful when he saw Su Nian. He only told him good news and not bad news. His mouth was twisted in pain as he told Su Nian how he ran away.

After all, he was a prince, and they could bully him, but if something really happened, it would be a serious crime of killing all nine generations of his clan. They bullied Qin Yu'an because he would not complain and had nowhere to complain.

Perhaps it is because Qin Yu'an has become much more depressed in recent years. He is not as boring as before, so it is not fun to bully him and there are fewer people who deliberately cause trouble for him.

No matter what kind of pain is inflicted on him, it is like a huge wave rushing over and knocking him down. He will stand up again, leaving only wetness on his body.

But Qin Yu'an broke down and lost his composure because of his mother.

......

In the second half of the night, the mother and son calmed down. Su Nian looked at the snow falling outside the window and expressed his expectations to his son for the first time.

"I want to leave the palace."

Her cloudy eyes were filled with longing for freedom, and moisture slowly accumulated in her eyes.

She did not tell Qin Yu'an that she could get out after she died, as that would be too cruel.

Qin Yu'an wrote and sent the letter overnight, placing his little remaining hope on a benefactor he had never met, hoping that he could help him.

Whatever he wants he can give.