Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Spring in the Palace

*Yanwan's Residence

Jiang Yebi checked Yan Wan's pulse and said, "Master Ling, the Queen's life span will not exceed these." He stretched out his hand and raised three fingers.

Yan Wan took a look, nodded and said, "Three years..."

"Not too short, not too long either." Yan Wan said thoughtfully, "Is this the longest time?"

Jiang Yubin nodded and added, "This is the time for the Queen to rest and recuperate, take more supplements, and work less. If she is always worried and busy."

"Even if it's... only a year or less." Jiang Yubin lowered his head and said.

"I understand." Yan Wan lay on the beauty couch, her face illuminated by the light, half bright and half dark, half cold in the shadow, and half smiling in the sun.

Jiang Yubin asked again, "Su Lian asked me how the Queen was doing, and she told me that no matter whether it was good or bad, I must not tell anyone else."

"I can only say that the Queen's pulse is a little chaotic, which may be due to overwork. I dare not speak rashly. We need to wait for the Queen to rest for a day and diagnose again tomorrow to confirm."

"I wonder how Master Ling wants me to answer this question," Jiang Yubin said.

"Just speak normally. Even without you, we still have Doctor Liu. Even if you don't say it, he will." Yan Wan said.

"I'm afraid Doctor Liu's recent diarrhea will not be cured." Jiang Yubin said with a smile.

Yan Wan chuckled, "People don't always have diarrhea, do they?"

"Su Lian forbids you to tell the emperor, so just don't tell him."

Jiang Yubin responded, "Yes."

*Since the last time I met that girl outside the palace, she blushed and shyly asked the emperor, "Whose family are you from?" Then she ran away quickly.

The emperor smiled and bought a piece of rice cake.

Then his face suddenly turned cold again.

After returning to the palace, Jinzhong asked indirectly, "Your Majesty, are we going out again tomorrow?"

The emperor waved his hand wearily and said, "I still have a lot of government affairs to deal with. State affairs are busy. I have seen that the people are harmonious and peaceful. I don't need to make private visits anymore."

Jinzhong nodded and left.

*The next day, he went to Yan Wan again to give her a plum blossom-shaped vase, which was presented from Jiangnan. The emperor thought it was very exquisite, so he asked Jinzhong to deliver it.

Jinzhong held the vase, which was already filled with a bunch of red plums, and said, "Master Ling, the emperor said that there is no need to leave the palace to look for that woman anymore."

Yanwan held a red plum bud in her hands and took a closer look. Her lip balm was the same red today, which looked very harmonious.

She opened her red lips and said, "Is it because the person arranged by Lord Feng was too eager and asked for the emperor's name?"

Jinzhong held Yanwan's outstretched hand with both of his hands, and exclaimed, "Our Master Ling is really smart."

Yan Wan snorted softly. She had gotten used to it. Jin Zhong sometimes treated her like a child and coaxed her. He thought everything Yan Wan did was really smart and amazing.

When Yanwan ate a grape, Jinzhong thought she was wonderful and cute; when Yanwan changed into new clothes, Jinzhong said she was a fairy who had descended to earth.

You're so smooth-talking, so annoying.

It would be fine if he just said those annoying words every day, but he also always looked at her with that pitiful, innocent, and extremely pitiful expression. Jinzhong probably knew that this expression of his was quite cute, so he always did that.

He always looked at her with those watery, shining eyes, without blinking, as if she was the only one in the world who could see him like that.

Jinzhong did it on purpose, Jinzhong is bad!

Yan Wan secretly murmured in her heart, but her expression was very honest and she smiled shyly. She said, "The emperor just feels that the affection between him and Concubine Xian is something he misses."

"At this time, if someone who looks very similar to the Ruyi in his memory appears, he will miss her."

"But if this person abandons her young lover and falls in love with the emperor, then she will destroy the beautiful memories in the emperor's heart and will no longer be the perfect childhood sweetheart in his memory."

Jinzhong held Yanwan's hand with one hand and touched her wrist with the other. One finger gently stroked her cuff, making Yanwan feel itchy on her wrist.

Jinzhong held, pinched, and gently stroked with his fingertips, making Yanwan's small wrist almost sweat.

He was fooling around with his hands, but said seriously, "Yes, the emperor would pay attention to others because of their resemblance to Ruyi, but because of this great resemblance, he would find it completely unacceptable if there was a little incongruity that suddenly appeared, so the emperor's heart cooled all of a sudden."

“This is the difficulty for scholars.”

"If she doesn't look like him, then she can't rely on the emperor's affection for Concubine Xian to enter the palace. If she looks too much like him, then she can't go against Concubine Xian's deep affection for her childhood sweetheart and throw herself into the emperor's arms."

"Although the girl's childhood sweetheart was also an actor who performed with her on stage. The two of them really had no feelings for each other." Jinzhong smiled, "But the emperor can only see what he wants."

"So it's wrong to be too similar." Jinzhong concentrated on pinching one of Yanwan's hands with both hands, so Yanwan's other hand ran up along his robe, she said.

Jinzhong lowered his voice, intentionally adding a tone that would tickle his master's heart, and said, "It's wrong if they are too similar, Master."

Yanwan's hand was focused on covering Jinzhong's thigh, and then she pressed her palms together on his body, gradually moving upwards, measuring Jinzhong's legs with her hands.

When he touched her waist, Jinzhong felt like his soul had flown away. He grabbed Yanwan's hand, glanced at the sky outside, and said softly, "Master Ling, it's still daytime."

Yanwan looked at him innocently, and then her hands insisted on dancing on Jinzhong's body. Jinzhong pinched her, but did not dare to really hurt her. He seemed to be half-hearted and let Yanwan touch him.

People wear thicker clothes in winter, and Yanwan's force was also light, so Jinzhong's skin felt almost like a feather gently brushing across his thighs, waist, and chest.

By the end, Jinzhong's face had turned red. He didn't dare look at Yanwan. He felt that he must look very embarrassed with his face flushed and sweating.

Yan Wan reached out and pinched his chin, forcing him to look straight at her.

Jinzhong's eyes were filled with water, and his translucent black pupils were like the finest obsidian. His cheeks were red, and his breathing was rapid and chaotic. He even deliberately blew his breath gently on Yanwan's face.

Yanwan could feel his hot heart, following Jinzhong's breath, gently pressing against her face.

Yanwan stood up.

Jinzhong hummed softly, and then his tongue was dominated by his master.