mtlumby2d Chapter 307 You are the mother's daughter
Chapter 307 You are the mother's daughter
Chapter 307 You are the mother's daughter
In the Beauty Palace, Concubine Yin looked at Zhao Meir's departing back, with a sinister light flashing in her eyes and a chilling aura emanating from her body.
After Zhao Mei'er's figure completely disappeared outside the hall, she spoke coldly, her voice as if wrapped in frost: "Someone come!"
In an instant, a black shadow flashed from the darkness, knelt on one knee, stood straight, waiting for Concubine Yin's order.
Concubine Yin raised her head slightly, her expression becoming more ferocious, and she said viciously:
"Wait until that little bitch leaves the Third Prince's residence and arrest her immediately. Remember, be quick and don't make any mistakes!"
Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth, filled with endless hatred.
"Yes, I obey your command!" The black shadow's voice was low and firm. After a brief response, it quickly merged into the darkness, as if it had never appeared.
After solving this matter, Concubine Yin's anger still did not subside. She turned her head suddenly and shouted at the confidant nanny who was waiting beside her:
"Go, check for me who's on duty at the gate today. She let the Third Prince into my chambers without informing me. I'm going to tear her into pieces!"
Her voice was sharp and piercing, echoing in the empty hall and frightening Mammy so much that she trembled all over.
"Yes, I will check it right away!" The nanny did not dare to delay for a moment and hurriedly retreated to carry out Concubine Yin's order.
At the same time, Zhao Haoli carefully supported Zhao Meir and quickly returned to the Third Prince's Mansion.
His face was full of anxiety and worry, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. His steps were hurried but he tried to keep them steady, for fear of accidentally hurting Zhao Meir.
As soon as he entered the mansion, Zhao Haoli shouted loudly: "Come here, quickly call the imperial physician!"
However, before he could finish his words, Zhao Meir stopped him.
"Royal brother, don't call the imperial physician." Zhao Meir's voice was weak, but it revealed an unquestionable determination.
Zhao Haoli stopped in confusion and looked at Zhao Meir with concern in his eyes: "Sister, you are injured like this, why don't you call the imperial physician?"
Zhao Meier forced a smile and said soothingly, "Thank you, Royal Brother! I have a way."
As she spoke, she slowly raised her hand, reached into her arms tremblingly, and took out an exquisite little porcelain bottle.
The porcelain vase is carved with delicate patterns, and it sparkles with a warm luster under the sunlight. You can tell at a glance that it is not an ordinary item.
Zhao Haoli stared at the porcelain bottle curiously, only to see Zhao Meir gently open the bottle cap and pour out a pill.
The pill is translucent all over and emits a faint medicinal fragrance, as if it contains endless vitality.
Zhao Meir put the pill into her mouth without hesitation and swallowed it slowly.
A magical thing happened. After swallowing the pill, Zhao Meir's face, which was originally as pale as paper, gradually regained some color. The pain in the wound seemed to be gradually easing, and the injury was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Zhao Haoli was stunned, his eyes full of shock and confusion.
"Sister, what kind of medicine is this? Why is it so magical?" Zhao Haoli couldn't help but ask.
Zhao Meir didn't answer immediately. Instead, she took a deep breath and said slowly, "This is a healing elixir a friend gave me before. It always comes in handy at critical moments."
Zhao Haoli nodded, but the doubts in his heart were not completely dispelled. He hesitated for a moment, then mustered up the courage to say, "Sister, can I know the truth? Are you really my mother's daughter?"
His eyes were full of anticipation and desire, as if this question had been in his heart for a long time.
Zhao Meir looked at Zhao Haoli, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, including helplessness, pity, and determination.
She was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly and said, "Royal brother, don't worry about Mother's affairs. Just focus on growing up healthily every day!"
Her voice was soft but contained an irresistible power.
"But, sister..." Zhao Haoli wanted to say something but was interrupted by Zhao Meir.
"Royal brother, you are still young, there are some things you don't understand." Zhao Meir reached out and gently touched Zhao Haoli's head.
"When you grow up, you will understand everything. Now, just take good care of yourself and don't get involved in these disputes."
Zhao Haoli looked at Zhao Meir's determined eyes, knowing that asking any further would lead to no results, so he nodded helplessly:
"Okay, sister, I'll listen to you. But you have to promise me that you must tell me if there is anything. I don't want to see you get hurt again."
"Okay, sister promises you." Zhao Meir said with a smile, but a trace of imperceptible worry flashed in her eyes.
She knew that the road ahead was still long and dangers and challenges could come at any time, but in order to protect Zhao Haoli, she was willing to bear everything alone.
In a quiet room in the Third Prince's Mansion, Zhao Meir sat quietly in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside, but her thoughts drifted away.
She knew that Concubine Yin would not let her go easily, and a bigger storm might be coming.
And she must be fully prepared, not only to protect herself, but also to protect Zhao Haoli, Zhao Haoxuan, and those she cares about.
At this time, in the Beauty Hall, Concubine Yin was sitting on the couch with a terribly gloomy face.
Her fingers kept tapping on the table, making a "tapping" sound, and each sound seemed like a curse on Zhao Meir.
"That little bitch actually dared to be so presumptuous in front of me. I will make her pay the price!" Concubine Yin said gritting her teeth.
Her eyes were full of murderous intent, as if she had already seen the tragic state of Zhao Meir being tortured.
The nanny who went to investigate was now carefully moving between the palace gates, questioning every palace maid and eunuch on duty.
Her face was full of anxiety and fear, fearing that she would not be able to complete the task assigned by Concubine Yin in time and end up in a tragic end.
The entire Beauty Hall seemed to be shrouded in an invisible haze, with undercurrents surging beneath the calm surface.
Finally, the little palace maid who had seen Zhao Haoli before was found out and was beaten to death by Concubine Yin (of course, this is a later story!)
At the same time, the personal nanny beside Queen Yang Wanqing finally rushed back to the palace from the princess's mansion, exhausted.
She ran quickly, with a few beads of sweat hanging on her forehead. She came to the queen in a hurry without wiping them off.
The nanny bowed respectfully, then spoke impatiently:
"Your Majesty, I went to the Princess's residence to inquire about the news. According to the servants there, the Princess did not return to the palace yesterday!"
After saying this, she raised her head slightly and observed the changes in the queen's expression.
Upon hearing this, Yang Wanqing's face turned pale and she anxiously asked, "What did you say? The princess didn't return to the palace? How is this possible?"