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Chapter 47: Nanny Wu

Chapter 47: Aunt Wu. Aunt Wu led Shang Qing'er all the way to the side room. After drinking a glass of warm water, Shang Qing'er felt that she was in good spirits, so as soon as we got there, she and Shang Qing'er

The conversation started.

"How long has it been since Grandma entered the palace?" Shang Qing'er asked.

When Nanny Wu mentioned the matter of entering the palace, her face lit up with joy. I have to mention that being in the harem was like being on a battlefield. She could live here for decades and be alone. It had to be said,

She has her own strengths.

"As for the princess, I have been living here for nearly thirty years." Nanny Wu whispered.

"Oh," Shang Qing'er said. Since she has lived here for nearly thirty years, she must have some understanding of why Feng Yuchen became stupid in the past.

"Princess, do you have anything to ask?" Mother Wu asked Shang Qing'er.

"Well, I heard from Butler Mo that the prince was not stupid in the past, but why did he become stupid when he was five years old?" Regarding Feng Yuchen's stupidity, Shang Qing'er

I have always been curious, but Butler Mo doesn't know much about this matter.

When Shang Qing'er asked about this matter, Grandma Wu's face couldn't help but become serious. If Shang Qing'er hadn't mentioned some things, she would have forgotten them for a long time. After Shang Qing'er mentioned it like this

Yes, she remembered it clearly again.

"Princess, the prince is living such a hard life." When Mother Wu said this, she actually squeezed out a few tears.

"Bitter, what kind of bitter method is it?" Shang Qing'er asked again.

"Princess, the thing is like this. At first, the first noble concubine entered the palace. She was quite talented, so she was naturally favored by the emperor. A year later, she gave birth to the fifth prince, and she established herself in the harem.

Unexpectedly, when the fifth master was five years old, in the middle of the night, the first noble concubine was teaching the prince how to read. Unexpectedly, several assassins appeared and stabbed the first noble concubine to death. Before she died, the first noble concubine took care of her.

The prince pushed him away with all his strength, trying to save his life. Unexpectedly, he used too much force and pushed the prince down the stone steps. Later, when the prince woke up, he became a fool...

…" Recalling what happened before, Grandma Wu's face turned not so good.

"The palace is heavily guarded, how could an assassin appear? Has the emperor conducted a detailed investigation?" Shang Qing'er inquired again, thinking about it, since the first noble concubine is the emperor's favorite concubine, how could he do it without investigation?

"The emperor was very angry about this matter and ordered people to investigate thoroughly. In the end, it was found out that it was done by people from Linguo, with the intention of attacking the emperor. This incident made the emperor particularly angry. He was so angry that he

He wanted to start a war, but fortunately, the queen persuaded him to stop, asking him to put the common people of the world first and not to suffer the infamy of Qingshi, so the matter was suppressed." Aunt Wu spoke again.

"Oh, the Queen is right. Even if the Emperor loses his beloved concubine, he cannot ignore the whole world just because of one person." At this time, Shang Qing'er was quite curious about this matter.

However, she knew clearly that if she wanted to know more about the matter, she would not be able to find out the details just by asking from Mother Wu's mouth.

"Yes, because of this, the Queen has taken pity on the Fifth Prince over the years and has taken special care of him." At this time, Aunt Wu began to speak well of the Queen.

"Oh, how are you taking care of them?" Shang Qing'er asked again.

"Everything that is delicious or useful can be found in the Five Princes' Mansion. Knowing that life in the Five Princes' Mansion is difficult, when Butler Mo comes to the palace to collect the money, he always gives more of his private money.

However, our prince is stupid and doesn’t know these things.” Aunt Wu’s words clearly showed her praise for the queen.

"Oh, then why didn't you follow the prince out of the palace like Grandma Sun, but stayed with the queen?" Shang Qing'er was also quite curious about this matter.

"Haha, originally, the old slave wanted to leave the palace with the prince, but the queen took a fancy to the old slave's agility and asked the old slave to come to her room. In the past few years, the queen has taken good care of the old slave.

Youjia, from time to time, asks the old slave to visit the prince. I have to say that the queen is really kind-hearted." Aunt Wu's repeated compliments to the queen unconsciously made Shang Qing'er feel good about her.

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The two of them continued walking. Along the way, the palace officials who came and went saluted Shang Qing'er and Grandma Wu. In Shang Qing'er's opinion, these salutes were probably directed at Grandma Wu.

After passing through the cloister and passing a small bridge, Shang Qing'er and Nanny Wu came to a small courtyard. In this courtyard, three masters of "Yuran Pavilion" wrote letters. The handwriting was strong and powerful, but it also conveyed a sense of spirituality.

At first glance, you can tell that it was made by a woman.

"Princess, this is the place where the prince once lived. Although the place is small, it is quite clean. The old slave often takes time to clean it. The princess will take a rest here for the time being. After the prince has had lunch, he will come to see the princess.

Yes, later on, the old slave will tell the palace servants to bring the food here, and the princess will just eat some." Aunt Wu pushed the door open and led Shang Qing'er into the inner room.

After entering the house, Shang Qing'er looked at it carefully. This house was quite exquisite, with a main hall, a side room, a courtyard, and one or two girls who worked hard.

When she first entered the room, Shang Qing'er smelled a faint floral fragrance in the room. The floral fragrance was particularly pleasant, like lotus and jasmine. It was so fresh that she suddenly felt as if she was absent-minded.

"In the past, the prince lived here. Because he was frightened, he often couldn't sleep at night. The queen felt sorry for the prince, so she ordered the imperial doctor to prepare some soothing spices. Over time, the spices actually lingered, and the prince could not go away.

After the king came out of the palace, the fragrance was still there. The old slave thought it smelled quite good." Aunt Wu said again.

Shang Qing'er didn't answer. She sat on the couch. The brocade quilt on the couch was cleaned quite cleanly, and it didn't look like she hadn't been inhabited for a long time.

"I heard that the Queen is the biological mother of the Third Prince. What do you think the relationship between the Fifth Prince and the Queen has been over the years?" Shang Qing'er suddenly said this, and she planned to hear what Aunt Wu meant.

"Although the third prince is the queen's biological son, he is more of a scolding. Although the fifth prince is not the queen's biological son, he treats him as his own son. The queen's reputation is well known. Even the emperor treats the queen differently. To a certain extent.

, the fifth prince still relies heavily on the queen." Aunt Wu said again.

"Oh, I understand, Nanny Wu, the Queen still needs help. You go ahead. If anything happens, I will send someone to call you." Shang Qing'er already understood everything in her heart.

"Then Princess, have a good rest. I'm going down, old slave." Aunt Wu bowed her head and respectfully left the room. Before leaving, she closed the door behind her.

Shang Qing'er looked at everything in the room carefully. It was fresh, simple, yet noble. Even the strings of fabrics and beads were of the highest quality.

In the corner of the room, there was a short table with a few books on it. Shang Qing'er picked up one and took a look. The words on it were all in traditional Chinese, but she couldn't read anything.

So, I casually threw it on the short table.

Because she had not had a good rest after scolding the thief last night, Shang Qing'er fell asleep on the couch. Not long after, she fell deeply into the fragrance of dreams. In her dream, she met an elegant and noble woman, who seemed to be
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