Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Wanwan's Daily Advancement

Chapter 110 What a Silly Child

In fact, Yan Wan was well prepared for today's situation.

As early as when she saw the ambition in Jingjue's eyes, she knew that this Saker Falcon from the Aisin-Gioro family already had the courage to soar over the grassland.

But when she heard her say it in person, she realized how shocking such words and courage were to her.

It turns out that a woman can really have such a heart and courage to achieve success and dare to put it into action.

She felt a thrill of witnessing history, but she knew she had to hold it in and follow the original plan, changing some extremely subtle details as the wheel of history rolled on, trying her best to retain the Empress.

Yan Wan held Jing Jing's hand tightly, with such force that Jing Jing felt pain: "Princess!"

Jing Jue said solemnly: "Wan Wan, do you and the Empress Dowager have any other plans?"

She paused and asked again: "Or do you think what I just said is like a madman?"

Yan Wan shook her head heavily: "I am very excited that I can see such a heroine in history in my lifetime. I believe that you will definitely be able to achieve your wish and leave a strong and colorful mark in the history books like those women we admire, instead of just marrying anyone and leaving the title of someone's wife!"

Jing Jing's face turned red: "Thank you, Wan Wan! I know that even the Emperor would laugh at me if a woman said something like this."

Yan Wan looked straight into her eyes and said, "Then you must not tell the emperor about your ambition until you can give him a big, huge benefit that he cannot refuse."

Jing Jue was stunned for a moment, then he understood in an instant: "You are right, he is my father, but he is the emperor first."

As an emperor, he would not like a princess who was in power, even if this princess was his most beloved and only legitimate daughter.

But as an emperor, he would definitely like a daughter who is loyal to her father and tries her best to control Mongolia for her father's wish.

Yan Wan looked at her encouragingly: "Princess, do you understand now why I stopped you from telling the truth?"

Jing Jing lowered his eyes: "...I know, I'm going back. Wan Wan, thank you for trusting me. At this time, as one of the central figures in the discussion of marriage, I should stay in my own room."

She looked towards the gate and said, "Take good care of the Empress."

Yanwan nodded and watched her leaving. Looking at the little princess's upright and resolute posture, she felt infinite courage and strength in her heart.

But when she went back to wait for the empress, she had already hidden her shock and emotion, and stood calmly and steadily in the yard.

She politely greeted the adults who came out and then continued to daydream.

The Queen had already entered the inner room. No one knew what the two most noble couple in the world had said to each other. Yan Wan could only see that the Queen's face was not very good. She knew in her heart that this conversation between the couple did not make the Queen happy.

Yan Wan stepped forward quickly and said, "Your Highness, I will support you."

Empress Fucha grabbed her arm with trembling hands, refusing to be disrespectful in front of others, and walked back to her room step by step. She could no longer hold on and fell down.

Su Lian and Lian Xin were so frightened that they wanted to call the imperial physician.

Empress Fucha stopped them, "You can't go! Bring me some ginseng slices! Especially at times like this, I can't show even the slightest bit of weakness, otherwise, no one will care about my attitude anymore!"

If she fell, if she died, the Queen Mother would use filial piety to pressure the Emperor, and the Emperor would just let Jingjue get married.

No, if she became seriously ill or even died...

"Your Majesty!" Yan Wan held Empress Fucha's hand tightly: "Your Majesty, you must take good care of your health. If something happens to you, it will delay the princess' wedding."

Empress Fucha could hardly catch her breath.

Yes!

Yes!

If the emperor insisted on granting the marriage, then what would it matter even if she died? It was just a three-year mourning for his mother, which would not delay him and the queen mother from sending Jingjue to Mongolia. Really mourning for three years would only delay Jingjue's future.

Yan Wan caressed her chest again and again, fed her ginseng slices with her own hands, and winked at Su Lian and Lian Xin: "I want to give you a massage."

Su Lian and Lian Xin could tell that she had something to say. Seeing that Empress Fucha had recovered a little, they helped remove her makeup and hair, changed her into soft and comfortable pajamas, and then went outside the door together to guard it themselves.

Yan Wan knelt on the bed, massaging Empress Fucha's acupuncture points while whispering, "Your Majesty, do you know why the princess came here just now?"

Empress Fucha had a terrible headache: "Jingjue must be very scared. She is still young. In the past, I always favored Yongcong and ignored her. I said a lot of bad things to her, but in fact, she is still just a child."

Yanwan gently smoothed her long hair. She didn't dare to tell her right away that Jingjue wanted to marry far away. Instead, she slowly told her about the words and principles that Jingjue had said to her over the past few days.

Empress Fucha gradually came to her senses: "This child actually wants to marry far away in Mongolia? Does she know..."

Yan Wan interrupted her softly: "She knows, Your Majesty. Today, I asked the princess the same question as you did, but the princess said..."

She had a good memory and relayed Jing Jing's original words one by one.

Those heart-wrenching words, those filial and tender words, those words that showed a clear understanding of the world and the courage to plan a good future for herself despite being afraid, all shocked Empress Fucha.

For the first time, Empress Fucha realized that her daughter had grown up, and even became an outstanding adult that she herself had not dared to imagine.

Her chest felt warm, and even her limbs, which had always been cold, were filled with warmth again because of her daughter's growth.

Her eyes were filled with hot tears, which could not be contained. They rolled down from the corners of her eyes. She took a deep breath and said, "Go and call Jing Jing."

Yan Wan looked at her gently: "Does your majesty want to stop the princess, or do you want to fulfill her wish?"

Empress Fucha choked up and said, "You little rascal, you usually pretend to be honest and simple, but today you are totally not pretending. Go, she is my only daughter. If she really wants to follow this path, how can I, as her mother, not pave the way for her?"

She whispered, "But I have to let her know what kind of road she is going to take and how difficult it is, so that I can make sure that she is not young and ignorant and has overly strong ambitions, and then I can reluctantly let her go to Mongolia!!"

Yan Wan nodded and said, "I will ask Aunt Su Lian to go and invite the princess in person."

She quickly got out of bed, and after negotiating with Su Lian, she came back and continued to massage Empress Fucha.

Empress Fucha touched her hair and asked, "Did you know that this would happen?"

Yanwan's hand paused, and a terrifying chill slowly crawled up from her fingertips to her back, gradually spreading throughout her body.

If Her Majesty thinks that she is deliberately misleading the princess...

"Silly child, if I suspected you had bad intentions, I would not have kept you by my side long ago. As a mother, how could I bear to use malice to speculate on something that my child has painstakingly planned?"

Empress Fucha gently pinched Yan Wan's face and said, "What a silly child."

These words, "silly child", suddenly brought out the tears that Yan Wan had been holding back for a long time.