The eldest sister was reborn and the younger sister traveled through time. I just want to survive.

Yan Yongchen replied respectfully, "Your Highness the Crown Prince is the crown prince of Dafeng. As a minister of the cabinet, it is my duty to assist the Crown Prince."

Yu Jinzhou stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Yan Yongchen, "I have just ascended the throne of the crown prince, and I still need to rely on Minister Yan's care."

Yan Yongchen dodged to the side and said, "Your Highness, please do not embarrass me. It is my honor to help you."

Emperor Yuanjing looked at the two friendly and respectful people and felt an indescribable strange feeling. However, as soon as some doubts arose in his mind, he was disturbed by the sleepiness that followed.

He waved his hand tiredly and said, "You two can leave first. I want to take a short rest." As he said that, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Yan Yongchen and Yu Jinzhou looked at each other, then left the imperial study one after the other.

After leaving the Qianqing Palace, Yu Jinzhou suddenly turned around and looked at Yan Yongchen, "Minister Yan has spared no one, is he planning to let me go too?"

"I dare not." Yan Yongchen curled the corners of his lips slightly, his eyes neither avoiding nor evading.

Yu Jinzhou curled his lips and raised a smile, "I will believe Minister Yan for now, I really don't dare." After saying that, he turned around and strode away.

Yan Yongchen shook his head and laughed, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

He dared, very dared, but Yu Jinzhou said one thing wrong, so he did not miss anything.

At the same time, in Changle Palace, Yan Muqing stood guard by Mingxin's bed without taking off her clothes. She didn't dare to close her eyes for a moment, for fear that her daughter would not be breathing when she woke up.

Mingxin had a high fever and her face and body were covered with herpes. At first there were only a few, but within just one night the herpes spread all over her body, becoming so dense and terrifying.

Lan Shuang advised with a trembling voice, "Concubine, you haven't slept all night, go and take a rest! You have been suffering so much, but in the end, the princess is fine, but you fell down first."

Yan Muqing shook his head like a puppet, "I won't fall. Mingxin is still being tortured. How can I deserve to fall? I don't deserve it."

In her sleep, Mingxin frowned and cried from time to time, which showed how much pain she was in.

Yan Mucheng regretted it so much that her intestines turned green. If she had known this would happen, she should not have given birth to her daughter. If she had not come into this world, she would not have to endure such pain.

Yu Jintang and Gu Yuelan were guarding the outer hall. Seeing Lan Shuang coming out with red eyes, Gu Yuelan stepped forward and asked, "Is Mingxin feeling better?"

Lan Shuang shook her head, "No, the herpes seems to be more than in the morning."

Gu Yuelan's brows were twisted into knots, "What about Yan Muqing, is she okay?"

"The concubine refuses to leave the princess's side and refuses to sleep or rest." Before Lan Shuang finished her words, Yu Jintang stood up and walked towards the inner hall.

The eunuch reminded anxiously, "Your Highness, don't do that! The princess is suffering from an infectious disease."

"So what if she has an infectious disease? She's just a useless body, it's good that she got sick. Xin'er is most afraid of pain, cold, and loneliness, how can I let her suffer alone." Yu Jintang sighed, "You wait outside, following a master like me is bad luck, there's no need to follow me and sacrifice your life."

Seeing Yu Jintang enter the inner hall, Gu Yuelan gritted her teeth and followed him in despite the nanny beside her trying to stop her.

There was a faint fishy smell in the inner hall. It was not strong, but inexplicably nauseating.

Seeing Mingxin's appearance on the bed, even though Yu Jintang had prepared himself mentally, his legs still went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Gu Yuelan's eyes widened as well, and her hair stood on end for a moment. She couldn't believe that the ghost-like thing in front of her was Princess Mingxin.

Yan Muqing turned his head and looked over with a dull look in his eyes. He only took a glance and then turned away. His eyes were filled with Ming Xin lying on the bed.

Yu Jintang moved his lips several times, wanting to say something to comfort her, but he felt that any words of comfort would be meaningless.

He sat down next to Yan Muqing and held her almost cold hand.

Yan Muqing slowly pulled her hand back from the big palm and turned her head to look at him. "You can go out. I will accompany Mingxin."

Yu Jintang grabbed her hand again, "I am Mingxin's father, you have no right to drive me away."

When their eyes met, Yan Muqing quickly looked away. She was afraid that she would not be able to hold back and let the tears that she had tried so hard to suppress fall.

She couldn't cry. Mingxin would be fine. It was unlucky to shed tears. She couldn't cry.

Gu Yuelan shook her head and sighed, then turned and left the room.

She had already received news from the Dingbei Marquis' Mansion and did not need to go to the Dongling Palace with the prince. She would be taken back to the Dingbei Marquis' Mansion after the prince left the palace.

After three years in the inner palace, Gu Yuelan no longer naively believed that she could return to her time in the boudoir. Even if she could return to the Dingbei Marquis Mansion, she would just be imprisoned in a different place.

The reason why she was treated preferentially was because she had a brave and warlike uncle, and the emperor wanted to use her and the Dingbei Marquisate to tie down Gu Yunting.

But the emperor's plan is probably doomed to fail. When my uncle was young in the mansion, he never felt any warmth. All he got was endless calculations. How could he be bound by the people in Dingbei Marquis' Mansion?

Before the war broke out in the northern border, my uncle sent Yan Muyun and her son away in advance. I'm afraid he had anticipated this day.

In the Dingbei Marquis's Mansion, the only person she was worried about was her elderly grandmother. Now she hoped that her grandmother could go down to accompany her grandfather earlier to avoid being sad and suffering.

Sometimes I think that life seems meaningless. I can’t go to the places I want to go, and I can’t do anything I want to do. It’s really boring.

On the seventh day after the coup, all the members of the Xue and Su families were beheaded at Caishikou as a public display. No one threw vegetable leaves or rotten eggs, and many people even secretly wiped their tears.

No miracle happened from beginning to end. Hundreds of people were beheaded by the executioner, and no one escaped.

That night, the second small coffin was secretly transported out of the palace and still taken to the Eastern Tomb to be burned.

Yan Muxi still couldn't help it, and asked Shunzi to slip money into the palace. However, the information he got was limited, and he couldn't find out the situation of Yan Muching and others.

But the lack of news is also good news, proving that Mingxin is still alive and well.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed. Except for the carefree Qing Ge'er, everyone looked haggard.

Yan Mujun had just finished sighing in the afternoon when news from Changle Palace arrived at night.

Yan Muching's maid He Ying knelt at the gate of Changle Palace and begged, saying that Princess Mingxin was dying and asked Emperor Yuanjing to find a doctor to treat Princess Mingxin.

Although Ming Xin is the flesh and blood of the deposed crown prince, he is the only grandchild of Emperor Yuanjing after all. Ever since he was infected with the disease, he has been arranged to be treated by imperial physicians.

Dong Gong cried and begged for a change of imperial physician, and Emperor Yuanjing agreed immediately, which showed that he really loved his only granddaughter.

Of course, it could also be that the royal heirs are dying one by one, and the Yu family is about to become extinct, so they have to be rare.

In Changle Palace, after several imperial doctors examined Ming Xin, they all shook their heads and sighed, then left their improved prescriptions and left.

The medicine was quickly boiled. Before feeding Mingxin the medicine, Heying put a beige pill into Mingxin's mouth.

After seeing this, Yu Jintang asked in a hoarse voice, "What medicine did you give Mingxin?"