On the day of rebirth, I took my baby to find Jiuqiansui to recognize his relatives

After Princess Pingyang took the medicine, her symptoms were slightly relieved.

She still did not give up, and struggled to get up, wanting to continue blaming Jiang Yanwan, but was interrupted by the old lady's stern words:

"That's enough. Yan Wan has already said it was a misunderstanding, and your symptoms are getting better. Princess, you should know your limits. This is the end of my business today."

Princess Pingyang's face turned pale and blue, and she could only swallow her words unwillingly.

Before turning around and leaving, she glared at Jiang Yanwan fiercely, her eyes full of threats and unwillingness.

Watching her leave, Jiang Yanwan nodded gratefully at the old lady.

"Thank you for your trust, old lady. Yan Wan will definitely live up to your expectations."

The atmosphere gradually returned to calm, but there seemed to be a hint of subtle tension in the air.

Jiang Yanwan returned to the pharmacy and continued her unfinished work, feeling mixed emotions.

She understood that the dispute between her and Princess Pingyang was probably far from over.

As night fell, the lights in the Wu Mansion lit up one by one, illuminating every corner of the courtyard.

Jiang Yanwan was invited by Wu Junyao to the dinner room in his mansion, where sumptuous dishes had been prepared, smelling fragrant and mouth-watering.

Unlike the tranquility of the past, today's dinner seemed to have a bit more unusual meaning.

Princess Pingyang was also present. She had dressed herself up to be more bright and attractive, with a hint of provocation in her eyes. She would cast affectionate glances at Wu Junyao from time to time, trying to attract his attention.

However, Wu Junyao's attitude seemed unusually cold.

He sat in the main seat, his eyes stayed on Jiang Yanwan most of the time, which made Princess Pingyang feel jealous.

"Brother Junyao, try this honey-glazed roast duck. I prepared it especially for you."

Princess Pingyang picked up a piece of golden roast duck and handed it to Wu Junyao with a gentle gesture and tenderness in her words.

Wu Junyao shook his head gently, avoided her hand, and said indifferently: "No need, I have other arrangements."

As he spoke, he motioned to the servant beside him, who brought over a plate of small, delicate pastries with a warm color and an enticing aroma.

"I saw this osmanthus cake at the market today and bought it."

Wu Junyao pushed the osmanthus cake in front of Jiang Yanwan.

Jiang Yanwan felt warm in her heart. This sudden concern caught her off guard.

She looked at the plate of pastries, and the floodgates of her memory seemed to be opened instantly. The kind face of her wet nurse and the sweet times they shared when they were young emerged in her mind. Even though she was spoiled and unreasonable at that time, the wet nurse would dote on her and satisfy all her requests.

This sweet-scented osmanthus cake was made from the herbs that her wet nurse had learned to make specially for her.

The wet nurse is not only her relative, but also Wu Junyao's savior.

This pastry seems to connect the past and the present, making people feel emotional.

"Thank you." Jiang Yanwan thanked softly, her voice trembling slightly and tears welling up in her eyes.

She picked up a piece of cake and took a light bite. The familiar taste blossomed on her tongue, but it also evoked her deep longing for her deceased relatives.

When Princess Pingyang saw this, her face turned extremely ugly.

She didn't expect that Wu Junyao would favor Jiang Yanwan so openly, which was undoubtedly a disregard and humiliation to her.

She suppressed her anger and forced a smile, "It seems that Sister Yan Wan is really blessed to have such careful care from Brother Jun Yao."

"Your Highness, your words are too polite. It's just a piece of cake." Wu Junyao responded calmly.

After dinner, Jiang Yanwan strolled alone on the corridor of the Wu Mansion, still holding the unfinished cake in her hand.

The moonlight fell on her shoulders, adding a touch of coolness to her temperament.

She had very complicated feelings in her heart. She missed her wet nurse, but was also grateful for the warmth that Wu Junyao inadvertently revealed.

"Sister Yan Wan, so you are here." A voice broke the silence of the night.

Princess Pingyang appeared behind her at some point, her tone sounding deliberately intimate.

Jiang Yanwan turned around and looked at her calmly: "What can I do for you, Princess?"

Princess Pingyang took a few steps closer with a meaningful smile on her face: "I just want to remind Sister Yan Wan that Brother Jun Yao's kindness to you may not be sincere. Now that you already have the big tree of King Jin, you'd better be careful."

Jiang Yanwan smiled faintly when she heard this: "I will remember the princess's advice, thank you."

After saying this, she no longer paid attention to Princess Pingyang and turned around to continue her night journey.

Only Princess Pingyang was left standing there, with a complicated expression and a hint of unwillingness and resentment in her eyes.

"Let's wait and see, Jiang Yanwan." Princess Pingyang murmured in a low voice, and then disappeared into the night.

Jiang Yanwan returned to her room and found A Yan buried in a pile of books.

Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be the little emperor's grandson's homework.

She frowned slightly, knowing in her heart that although Ah Yan's action was well-intentioned, it was not the right way.

"Ayan, these are not your homework."

Jiang Yanwan's voice was gentle but firm. She walked to Ayan and patted his shoulder gently.

Ah Yan raised his head, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, then he lowered his head and whispered: "I just want to help him. After all, he is the grandson of the emperor. If his grades are not good, he will be laughed at by others."

"Ayan, everyone has his own responsibilities and paths to follow, and the little emperor's grandson is no exception. By doing this, you may seem to be helping him, but in fact you may be harming him and making him lose the opportunity for self-growth." Jiang Yanwan said earnestly.

Ah Yan was silent for a moment, and finally nodded, with determination flashing in his eyes.

"Mother, you are right. I will go find my little grandson tomorrow, and we will study hard together in the future."

The next morning, the two went to the school together.

On the way, Ayan felt nervous and expectant, because he knew he was about to make the right decision.

Inside the school, the little grandson of the emperor was sitting alone in a corner, staring blankly at the book in front of him. It was obvious that he had a headache over the complicated questions.

Ah Yan took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to walk up to him.

"Your Highness, I have something to tell you." A Yan's voice was not loud, but clear enough.

The little grandson looked up, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, followed by a hint of disappointment: "Ayan, was what happened yesterday discovered? I know I shouldn't have asked you to help me with my homework."

Ah Yan shook his head and said seriously, "No, I decided to tell you on my own. I helped you with the homework, but I think it's wrong. If you are assigned territory and official positions in the future, I can't always help you deal with it. You still have to rely on yourself, right?"

The little prince was stunned.

After a moment of silence, he smiled, a relieved smile: "Ayan, you are right, I have indeed escaped too much these days."