RPAGF Chapter 190 was just a side note
Chapter 190 was just a side note
Shen Fuhan wasn't afraid, but Wen Jiayue was a little scared.
They can do whatever they want in the Marquis's mansion, but in the palace, countless eyes are watching them.
Last time it could be said to be a chance encounter, but this time we entered the palace together, so there's no faking it.
If Li Zhilan overthinks things, she will be the one who suffers in the end.
Therefore, appearing with Shen Fuhan is not a good thing.
Thinking of this, Wen Jiayue politely declined, saying, "The Marquis is still in his study on his day off, so he must have many matters to attend to. There is no need for him to accompany me."
Shen Fuhan said calmly, "I have something to discuss with the Emperor, I didn't come to the palace specifically to accompany you."
Wen Jiayue choked, realizing it was just a side trip.
She felt a little embarrassed and stood up, saying, "Then let's go together."
The couple left the main courtyard together and headed out of the mansion.
It's already May. The trees are lush and green, providing shade from the scorching sun, but they can't stop the ever-rising heat.
The incessant chirping of cicadas only increased the annoyance of those around them.
After walking for a while, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Wen Jiayue's forehead, so she had to fan herself with a round fan.
Shen Fuhan glanced at her and said, "If you don't want to go, it's not too late to refuse now."
Wen Jiayue frowned and asked, "Why don't I want to go... But can I refuse the Emperor?"
She was somewhat surprised. Although Shen Fuhan was deeply favored by the emperor, she was just a minor noblewoman. Where did she get the audacity to refuse the emperor's invitation?
“Of course,” Shen Fuhan said. “If it is inconvenient for you, the Emperor will not force you or be angry.”
Wen Jiayue hadn't expected the Emperor to be so understanding; he didn't seem like an emperor at all.
After these few encounters, she realized that the Emperor was indeed quite different from what she had imagined.
But then she remembered Consort Chen, who is now Consort Yun, and how the Emperor killed many people when she died in childbirth in her previous life.
She always remembered that the sky was dark for those days, with constant winds and torrential rain, and there were rumors that the blood in the palace had flowed outside the palace, causing panic among the people.
The emperor may have a good temper, but you must never cross him.
As for the bloodshed in her past life, she didn't want to experience it again.
However, Consort Yun was frail, and even without the concubines plotting against her, it seemed unlikely that she could protect her child.
Either Lady Yun drinks the contraceptive soup, or the Emperor drinks the contraceptive soup.
The contraceptive soup that women take is harmful to their health, so Consort Yun definitely cannot drink it. Therefore, only the Emperor can drink it.
Wen Jiayue realized how absurd it was to make the emperor drink contraceptive soup; she must be crazy.
She selected more than twenty concubines for the important matter of producing imperial offspring, and she actually came up with the idea of making the emperor drink a contraceptive soup.
However, there is another way, which is to prepare Yun Cairen's body before she becomes pregnant.
However, the Emperor must have tried his best in this matter. He failed in his previous life, so what slim hope could he have in this one?
It seems that no matter what she does, Yun Cairen is destined to die in childbirth.
Wen Jiayue couldn't help but sigh.
Hearing her sigh, Shen Fuhan asked, "What's wrong?"
Wen Jiayue didn't hide anything from him and said softly, "I was wondering if Yun Cairen's illness could be cured."
Shen Fuhan pondered for a moment and said, "It's very difficult to completely cure a weakness that comes from the womb."
Wen Jiayue sensed a glimmer of hope in his words and asked, "Does Your Excellency have a solution?"
There's no need for a complete cure; as long as the child is born safely and remains healthy in the future, that's enough.
Shen Fuhan said calmly, "Perhaps."
Wen Jiayue's eyes widened immediately, and she quickly asked, "What method?"
Could it be that he knows a miracle doctor who can cure diseases?
"But I won't tell you."
"why?"
“There is a risk of failure,” Shen Fuhan said. “It’s better to avoid trouble. You’ve only just met Yun Cairen, why take such a risk?”
Wen Jiayue frowned and said, "But I want to help her."
"Then think about it, don't do it."
Wen Jiayue: "..."
She didn't want to talk to him anymore and got into the carriage first.
Shen Fuhan bent down to enter, and the already stuffy carriage became even hotter. The ice cubes in the jade dish could not block the heat wave that hit them.
Wen Jiayue fanned herself vigorously and asked, "Why isn't Your Excellency riding a horse?"
Although riding a horse means being in the sun, there's a breeze as you walk, and she insists on squeezing in with me, not minding the heat.
Shen Fuhan was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm afraid of getting sunburned."
Wen Jiayue was even more speechless. How come she didn't know that Shen Fuhan was so refined and didn't want to see any sunlight?
It will only last for a quarter of an hour at most; just bear with it and it will pass.
After sitting quietly for a while, Wen Jiayue was still curious about what method he had to cure Yun Cairen's illness.
If it can be cured, why didn't you do it in your past life?
Does he simply choose not to help in order to avoid the risk of failure?
But he has such a good relationship with the Emperor, and he knows that the Emperor likes Consort Yun. Even if there is only a sliver of hope, he should help.
Or perhaps, he is just that cold and indifferent; he won't even glance at things that don't concern him, let alone bother to do them.
Wen Jiayue lowered her eyes gently. Yes, he was indeed cold and ruthless; it wasn't the first time she had known this.
Lately, he has been showing his gentle side from time to time, which always confuses her and makes her lower her guard.
She pulled herself out of her gloom and thought it over carefully. Yun Cairen's pregnancy should be in June of next year.
It has been exactly one year and one month since then.
She was eight months pregnant when she was about to give birth. As the saying goes, seven months is the limit for life and eight months is not, and in the end, she and her unborn child died.
Wen Jiayue pondered carefully. Since Shen Fuhan said he had a way, then the divine doctor must exist. If she sent someone to search for him, could she find him?
She paused for a moment, then realized she had come up with a foolish idea.
If she simply tells Consort Yun, and Consort Yun finds another opportunity to tell the Emperor, the Emperor will surely find a way. Why should she bother searching for a solution?
Or... tell the Emperor that Shen Fuhan knows where the divine physician is, and let the Emperor put pressure on him?
Although this method was quick and effective, Wen Jiayue dared not take the risk.
If Shen Fuhan gets angry, she'll be the one who suffers.
Wen Jiayue decided to take the first measure, which was a bit slow, but at least it was effective.
As if sensing her thoughts, Shen Fuhan suddenly spoke up.
"This matter must not be told to anyone."
Wen Jiayue feigned ignorance: "What is it?"
“You know it in your heart,” Shen Fuhan looked at her, “If I knew, you would definitely regret making this decision.”
Wen Jiayue bit her lip and said, "But I really want to help Yun Cairen."
“Everyone has their own destiny,” Shen Fuhan said calmly. “If His Majesty cares, he will naturally find a way.”
Wen Jiayue was stunned. Did the Emperor not care in her past life?
But in her opinion, the Emperor truly cared for Consort Yun.
"Don't think about it anymore," Shen Fuhan said, standing up. "We've arrived. Get out of the car."