The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince!

Chapter 1575: Chapter 1570: Never Let Down Her Sincerity

Now that the little Crown Prince has passed away, the secondary consort is overwhelmed with grief, spending her days in her room, fasting, wearing mourning clothes, and copying the scripture for the rebirth, in hopes that the little Crown Prince will be reincarnated soon. As she is still in her mourning period, it is truly inappropriate for her to leave, even the Bodhisattva would blame her for being insincere, and it wouldn’t be good for the little Crown Prince."

Qin Muyan frowned deeply, "When did she start doing all this!"

In the past, Li Yunshu was as hearty and generous as a man, the last to fancy engaging in such superstitious activities, yet now she has taken them so seriously.

Chun Xing stopped talking, becoming hesitant to speak like Li Yunshu.

During Qin Muyan’s visit, he wasn’t able to bring her back with him, naturally feeling that the task was not handled well, but he couldn’t force Li Yunshu either. Therefore, after returning to the prince’s mansion, he carefully selected some fine gifts to send to Prime Minister Li’s mansion, allowing Wei Jue to personally deliver them and suggesting that Li Yunshu need not copy so many scriptures and should return to the prince’s mansion soon.

All these arrangements were finished by midnight.

Qin Muyan has been so busy lately, without even a moment to rest or sleep, let alone to see Rong Yun.

Although he is concerned, when he gets to the entrance of her courtyard, he hesitates to step in.

"Your Highness!"

Upon seeing Qin Muyan, Wei Mingze promptly kneels to pay his respects.

"Rise, how is the Princess doing?" Qin Muyan lifts his hand slightly, his gaze settling on Wei Mingze.

Of all the young palace guards, he is the most meticulous and careful. Wei Jue sent him to protect Rong Yun, and he has been diligent and trustworthy; he has also earned Rong Yun’s trust.

Therefore, Qin Muyan gets straight to the point when asking Wei Mingze.

Wei Mingze reports, "After the Princess woke up, she has cried, but Nanny Yan is back. Although her leg is still injured and not fully healed, she is out of danger and now sleeps in the Princess’s side chamber, caring for her day and night. The Princess’s mood has been relatively stable."

"Hmm, remember this: while the Princess is recuperating in her courtyard, do not let anyone from this courtyard wander about. News from the outside world must not reach the Princess’s ears, and the two young girls with her should also be kept unaware. Anyone who gossips around this courtyard will be executed on the spot by my order, to leave no trouble behind."

In Qin Muyan’s eyes, the heaviness of the night intertwines, exuding an oppressive firmness.

Wei Mingze kneels, "Yes, I shall obey the command."

However, as he sees Qin Muyan about to leave, he ventures to ask one more question, "Your Highness, won’t you go see the Princess?"

He has seen the Princess; she has lost a lot of weight, and her expectant gaze always lingers on the entrance of the courtyard.

Qin Muyan looks up towards the courtyard where, in the night, the pure white magnolia flowers still retain the moonlight’s radiance, gentle like the innocent smile of a young girl.

He misses Jingjing terribly; he longs to go in and hold her, to tell her that they are both young, and surely they will have more children.

Yet he can’t afford to linger in the sentimentality with her at this time.

The Great Wei Dynasty needs him to do more, to stabilize the court, to secure the peace and prosperity of the realm.

As he is just about to walk away, a frail female voice comes from behind him, "Qin Muyan, have you come to see me?"

Qin Muyan’s large frame stiffens for a while before he finally turns around.

Underneath the moonlight, standing in front of the arched gateway is a young girl dressed in white nightclothes, draped in a thick cloak. The frosty moonlight falls on her small, palm-sized face, which looks even paler and bloodless, and her delicately featured face is tinged with sorrow.

She takes two steps towards him, and although the cloak conceals her feet, Qin Muyan senses that she has changed her shoes and is not wearing her favorite Cloud Brocade Jade Shoes.

That’s why her steps lack the tinkling, clear, and pleasant sound.

Moving carefully, she timidly extends a small hand towards him, "Would you come... and keep me company for a while?"

Her voice is very weak, as thin as a kite string, ready to break at any moment amidst this thick night.

Eventually, Qin Muyan cannot resist; he steps forward, picks her up in a cradling manner, and walks into the courtyard, heading for her bedroom, "It’s not good for you to be out in the cold breeze when your postnatal month hasn’t ended. Why hasn’t Nanny Yan taken proper care of you!"

"Qin Muyan, everyone says you no longer dote on me, that you simply don’t care about me." The young girl spoke in a small voice in his embrace.

"Nonsensical talk!"

"I think so too, you clearly care about me. You know that aunt has returned, and you still come to see me; you also have not blamed me... for not keeping Shunshun safe."

Rong Yun spoke softly and delicately, her voice as pleasant to the ear as a mountain spring, calming the irritation in Qin Muyan’s heart.

However, what she just said...

"Shunshun?"

Qin Muyan held her and sat down on the soft couch, placing her in his arms, looking at her with puzzlement.

"It’s our child’s nickname. Didn’t you say that I could choose the baby’s nickname? I’ve been wanting to tell you, his nickname is Shunshun," Rong Yun said in a fine breath, taking Qin Muyan’s hand and writing the two characters in his palm.

Shunshun.

Wishing for smooth sailing and peace.

It’s a common yet exquisite name.

Qin Muyan smiled, "This nickname is good, it’s just a pity..."

Their child was not fortunate enough to bear it.

"It’s okay, aunt said that as long as I take good care of my body, I’ll soon be able to have children again, I can still bear you children."

Rong Yun, hooking his neck, showed an optimism that contrasted significantly with what Qin Muyan had imagined.

He thought Rong Yun would cry incessantly and be in low spirits, and it was even very possible that she would want to die with the child.

That’s why he had been avoiding her, not daring to visit her.

But he did not expect that Rong Yun would not drown in the grief of losing her child for too long but instead... seemed much stronger than he had imagined.

"Qin Muyan, I want to ask you a question."

As Rong Yun spoke, she waved her hand.

Even if Hong Xiu and Xiao Xiang, her attendants, were concerned, their eyes red, they retreated and walked far away in the yard.

Alone with Qin Muyan, Rong Yun’s arms trembled slightly, betraying a hint of panic, "Su Yingxue... do you truly love her?"

Rong Yun had been taught by her aunt for a long time, who said that during her pregnancy, she was affected by severe emotional fluctuations, and by demons in her mind, leading to an impulsive act and falling into a trap, causing the loss of the child.

Rather than grieving over the child, what she should do first is untie her own emotional knots, try to understand what kind of ’existence’ Su Yingxue is, and try to ’accept’ her.

Qin Muyan faltered, looking at Rong Yun’s pure and flawless face, his thoughts seemingly drifting back to a few years ago.

Heavily wounded, in a prison cell, he saw a stunning woman in red. She was like a savior, descending beside him, firmly capturing his heart.

"Cousin Yingxue was the first person to move Your Highness’s heart," Qin Muyan said with a bitter smile, unable to lie to Rong Yun about this truth.

The young girl was sincere, and he could not betray her sincerity.

That night, Qin Muyan held Rong Yun in his arms, recounting all the past events related to Su Yingxue,

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