She walked out of the side hall, turning back three times with each step.

Somehow, an idea occurred to her.

Did she do something wrong?

Uyamalu is a very good person. He has not cared about it for so many years, and he probably won’t care about it anymore.

But what if?

She didn't dare to gamble.

She has selfish motives.

But who doesn’t?

She returned to the imperial tea room and saw that Chen Jiayi was getting along well with the other palace maids. After sighing softly, she turned around and entered her room.

Yin Shuang'er came in with a bowl: "Master, drink the medicine."

Umaru opened his eyes, took the medicine, and drank it, the bitter taste spreading in his mouth.

After drinking the medicine, she took a nap and then got up and walked around.

After leaving the side hall, she bumped into the nuns with her elder brother. After bowing, she stood aside and waited for the nuns to pass by.

The elder brother walked a few steps, then came back, pulled her sleeves, and looked up at her face.

Auntie stopped her and said, "Prince, please let go quickly and let Miss Wuya pass."

"She is the woman you said was raised by my imperial father in the side hall?"

The nuns were stunned for a moment, and the leading nun stepped forward and said, "Prince, you heard wrong."

The three-year-old child really didn't understand anything, so he held on to Umaru and wouldn't let go.

Umaru half-kneeled and looked at Baocheng: "If you say the prince, he is a slave."

Baocheng pushed her to the ground: "I hate you."

Baocheng kicked her twice: "You made the emperor unhappy."

Liang Jiugong heard the noise and hurriedly ran over, saying as he ran: "What are you doing for food? Why don't you take the prince away?"

Upon hearing this, the leading nun stepped forward and took Baocheng away.

Liang Jiugong waited for the two young palace maids to pull Umaru up, and then said: "Girl, go back and wait a moment. I will ask Xiao Mencius to invite Doctor Wang to the girl."

Umaru shook his head: "It's okay. Doctor Wang will have a follow-up visit tomorrow. Just feel the pulse and it will be fine."

Umaru smiled slightly: "I won't disturb Manager Liang. I'll go back and rest first."

"Walk slowly."

Liang Jiugong watched Umaru's back disappear around the corner, stood for a while, and then went back.

Kangxi waited for Nan Huairen to leave. While drinking tea, he asked him: "What was going on outside the house at that time."

Liang Jiugong lowered his head and said, "The prince pushed Miss Wu Ya to the ground."

Kangxi looked at him: "Liang Jiugong, if you lie to me again!"

Liang Jiugong knelt down neatly on the ground and said: "This slave deserves death, but I can't bear to see the emperor clearly thinking about Miss Wuya but not seeing him. So he asked Xiao Mencius to trick Miss Wuya into giving the emperor a cloak. Wuya

Miss Ya doesn’t know about this, and all the mistakes are the slave’s fault.”

The house is quiet.

After a long while, Kangxi sneered coldly: "You think I don't know. Without your permission, no one can get that cloak. She doesn't have the guts to do these things."

Liang Jiugong kowtowed and admitted his mistake: "This slave deserves death."

Kangxi said impatiently: "Okay, get up. If you want to be punished, you should be punished long ago."

Liang Jiugong stood up and stood there honestly.

Kangxi asked: "How is she lately?"

Liang Jiugong said: "My body is still not feeling well."

Kangxi put down the book in his hand and said, "Let her and the prince come for dinner later."

"yes."

Not long after, the three of them sat at the same table.

After the eunuch Bu Cai left, Kangxi looked at Baocheng: "Baocheng, apologize."

The prince turned his head: "No, son."

"Apologize."

"Son, no." Baocheng's eyes were red.

Umaru watched silently without saying a word.

Kangxi looked serious and said: "As the future prince of the Qing Dynasty, don't you even have the courage to admit your mistakes?"

Baocheng burst into tears, jumped down from the stool, and apologized to Umaru: "I'm sorry."

"anything else!"

"I was wrong." Baocheng sobbed.

"What's wrong?"

Umaru always felt like a bad person, and she felt a little uncomfortable. She looked at Kangxi and hesitated whether to interrupt, but in the end she did nothing.

Baocheng cried and apologized: "I shouldn't have scolded you..."

"anything else?"

"Shouldn't...shouldn't push you."

Baocheng cried so hard that he almost lost his breath.

Liang Jiugong shouted from outside: "Your Majesty?"

"Don't come in."

Umaru sighed, hugged Baocheng in his arms, gently stroked his back, and helped him breathe.

Kangxi's eyes kept falling on her, looking at her intently.

Baocheng cried harder and harder.

He cried for a long time, and finally tired of crying, he fell asleep in Umaru's arms in a twisted posture.

Kangxi carefully carried him to the bed to rest, took off his shoes and socks, and covered him with a quilt. He was no different from a folk father.

The dishes on the table were still untouched.

After Kangxi came back, he saw that Wumalu was still sitting and said, "I asked Liang Jiugong to prepare something else for him to eat, and we will eat first."

Umaru nodded and ate in silence.

After finishing the meal, Umaru hesitated whether it was time to leave.

Kangxi invited her to sit on the couch, looked at her for a while, and said, "You have lost a lot of weight."

Umaru touched his face subconsciously: "It's probably because he's not in good health and can't eat much, so he lost weight."

Kangxi nodded and said: "I plan to make you a nobleman first, and then I will make you a concubine in August this year."

"But it depends on my will."

Kangxi looked at her, sitting there with a golden sword, a trace of doubt in his eyes: "You won't be unwilling."

"I only know that thunder, rain and dew are all due to your kindness."

Kangxi was somewhat bored with her, she was not liked by others.

There are many more people who are sweeter and more coaxing than her.

"You should hate me, you should blame me."

You should...please me...like everyone else...

Kangxi was like a trapped animal. He always felt that something was wrong. It was not until these words came out that he suddenly woke up.

He kept trying to prove that she was no different from anyone else in the world.

The same groveling, the same ingratiation, the same enough for him to leave behind when he gets bored.

But she just didn't.

She is like a fish swimming against the current in the sea, relegated to the peonies in Luoyang City who refuse to bloom.

He looked at her.

The facial features of the person in front of me are picturesque, as beautiful as spring flowers, and glorious as spring flowers. However, because of the long-term peace and tranquility, the overly delicate face has suppressed the beauty, and instead has a little more divinity.

She was just a slave, but in an instant she became as divine as a Bodhisattva.

She looked down at him, her face was calm, and her eyes were full of compassion, just like a god or Buddha looking at the world, pitying the suffering of the world, but she had no self, no one, no life, no living beings.

When he saw her for the first time, he loved her beautiful face as much as he loved the flowers on the branches, a beautiful painting, or a fine pen.

Only then will she be lucky enough.

He himself also knew that this kind of love was just a temporary thing.
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