For Yun Jinnian, it made little difference where the child stayed; she would treat Nuannuan well regardless.
It’s just that it’s now inconvenient to visit the Han Family at will.
However, with Tianci and the wet nurse around, she felt at ease.
When Chu Yu received the medicine sent by Hemei, he couldn’t stop smiling.
Princess Jinfeng watched from the side, smiling slightly, "Brother!"
"When will you bring Nuannuan back home!"
Her child, she loved dearly, but was initially powerless. Now she understood clearly.
Since Leng Binghan had no intention toward her, she would not pursue it anymore and would just raise Nuannuan well.
However, she could still only be Chu Yu’s child, which was a bit unjust to Yun Jinnian, who was pointed at even before marrying in.
Yet he firmly believed that Jinnian would support him in this matter!
Old Madame Yun was actually a very idle old lady, from copying the Three Obediences and Four Virtues on the first day, to later teaching etiquette, in the blink of an eye it was already the Empress Dowager’s funeral day.
These days, people in the Capital City were abuzz about two matters: Commandery Prince Rui brought back a few months old child, said to strongly resemble Prince Rui in the eyes and brows.
The other matter was the genteel and graceful Prince Yanjun was getting engaged.
Imperial Palace, Weiyang Palace
The Empress had been sitting by the window for a long time; the Empress Dowager’s funeral had all been arranged, she only needed to mourn a few days before the funeral.
But what she never expected was that Prince Yanjun was getting engaged.
Although the lady had not yet been decided, her heart felt as if it were being sliced by a knife.
"When will people from the Marquis Residence enter the palace?"
Shaoyao thought for a moment, then said earnestly, "They should be able to enter the palace in the next few days!"
The Empress nodded slightly, saying no more.
Prince Yanjun acted this way to imply to her that there was no possibility between them anymore.
He would marry and live his days, and she would live her wealthy life.
If she could, she wouldn’t want this...
But she had no other choice.
For the Dai Family, for those who relied on the Dai Family, she could only sit in the Empress’s position.
How much she wanted to be selfish once, disregard everything, leave this Imperial Palace, and live with the one she loved.
She sighed deeply, closed her eyes, and remained silent.
At the end of March, seven days before the Empress Dowager’s funeral, those qualified to enter the palace to keep vigil filed in, a dark mass of people, but fortunately, the weather wasn’t too hot or too cold, making it more bearable.
The Empress Dowager’s funeral was kept simple, with not even a burial accompaniment.
Although it was the Empress Dowager’s decree before she passed, the civil and military officials still saw that the Emperor had no filial affection for the Empress Dowager, coupled with the vague rumors in the Capital City saying the Empress Dowager was poisoned by the Emperor, the officials’ initial disbelief had now planted seeds of doubt in their hearts.
Consort Le originally thought of raising a prince beside her, but seeing the Empress Dowager’s end, she lost all intention.
Besides, the Emperor was still young, three or five decades wouldn’t be a problem, during this time she could seek a favor to leave the palace someday...
"Your Majesty, the Emperor is here!"
Consort Le cheerfully went to greet him, "Your Majesty!"
Seeing the Emperor’s weary face, she said lovingly, "Your Majesty, please sit and let me massage you to relieve your body!"
"You’re still the one who cares for me!"
"Your Majesty is my heaven, if I don’t care for Your Majesty, who would I care for?" Consort Le said, her hands becoming restless.
She had known the taste of passion from a young age and understood what kind of women men liked, having also been taught for months by the madam of a brothel; her skills were unlike those modest princesses who were bashful in bed.