TV Series: When the Villain Chooses to Stand by

Chapter 273 Return of the Pearl Buddha 41

Ziwei nervously took Jinsuo and followed Nanchu back to the Cining Palace.

They saw Qing'er walking towards them with a smile.

"Why did you come back so late, Master? The soup Qing'er made for you has gone cold."

"You've only taken Aunt Gui with you when you've been out lately. Have you forgotten about me?"

Nan Chu's arm was held by Qing'er and gently rocked, and his heart softened.

"Look at how worried you are. I can't bear to leave you."

"When you left today, weren't you sorting out the account books outside the city? You even complained to Aunt Gui about how tedious these things were. Was it wrong to ask you to have a good rest?"

After Nan Chu finished speaking, he turned around and waved to Ziwei, "Ziwei, come here."

Ziwei was originally standing there hesitantly, but suddenly she entered the palace and came to a completely unfamiliar environment, where there was a woman who was so close to the empress dowager.

She subconsciously felt repulsed.

Hearing Nan Chu's words, he hurried over and was wondering how to address the other person, when his hand was held up the next second.

Nan Chu took one of them by the hand and led them into the house. When they entered the hall, he put their hands together.

"Qing'er, this is the Emperor's newly appointed Princess Mingzhu, Ziwei. We are all family, so I won't hide it from you. Ziwei is the Emperor's biological daughter."

"Ziwei, Qing'er has grown up with me since she was young. She is a very good child."

"You two should get along well in the Cining Palace in the future. Go and have a good talk with her about your past. Young people should spend more time together."

Qing'er looked at Ziwei with curiosity, and after hearing what she said, she took her back to her room.

The incident happened suddenly, and there was no accommodation arranged for Ziwei in the Cining Palace, so it would take some time to sort it out.

Looking at the gentle and generous Qing'er, Ziwei felt very uncomfortable.

She didn't know what attitude she should use to communicate with the other party.

Qing'er seemed to understand Ziwei's hesitation, and took her hand and sat on her couch.

He turned around and signaled the palace servants to prepare food and refreshments.

"Ziwei, can I call you that? Who is this?"

"She is Jinsuo, the sister I grew up with."

Qing'er nodded and signaled her personal maid to take Jinsuo downstairs to rest.

"Don't worry, they will take good care of Miss Jinsuo."

"My father is the late Prince Yu. After he had an accident, I was taken into the palace by the Empress Dowager to be raised."

Qing'er first introduced her life experience and then talked a lot about Nanchu's living habits.

"The Empress Dowager is a very kind person. She must have recognized you as her granddaughter from the bottom of her heart, which is why she brought you back to the Cining Palace."

These words successfully soothed Ziwei's inner anxiety. She didn't have much time to spend with the emperor when she entered the palace this time.

It would be great to get the recognition of Karl Lagerfeld.

After chatting for a while, the relationship between the two became much closer than when they first met.

Both parties have similar knowledge and personalities, and they have a common language.

At this time, Qing'er spoke again.

"Just now, the old Buddha said that you are the emperor's biological daughter. What's going on?"

"Did Xiaoyanzi leave the palace because of you? This story sounds so exciting. If it's convenient, could you tell it to me?"

Ziwei could sense that she had no ill intentions and was simply curious.

The old lady’s meaning just now was very clear, and Ziwei did not hide anything and told her everything that had happened before.

A lot of things happened on the way from the capital to Jinan. For Qing'er, who had never left the capital, each one was so new.

"Are you living happily in that yard?"

Ziwei noticed the longing in Qing'er's eyes and found it a little incredible.

That period of time was indeed very pleasant, but how could a noble princess in the palace yearn for such a life?

“I’m very happy. The neighbors around here are very nice.”

"It's just... our ability to live well is entirely due to the belongings that Xiaoyanzi took away. Otherwise, I really don't know what would have happened."

"It's so cold in the winter, and even though the children came to class wearing their thickest clothes, they were still very thin."

"Whether it's firewood or charcoal, it's very precious to them."

Qing'er seemed to have thought of something and then sighed.

"Yes, the frost blew through the walls, and there was no escape from the suffering. I saw it with my own eyes and knew how hard the winter was for the people."

Qing'er often goes out with several princes and princesses from the palace, and they will do their best to help these people survive.

But no one dared to publicize the suffering of the people.

Everyone knew that this would damage the emperor's reputation, and the entire court was praising the emperor's civil and military achievements.

Even if some people do not live well, it is the fault of the officials below.

As a princess raised by the empress dowager, Qing'er was more cautious and did not continue the conversation on this topic.

"If you feel uncomfortable after entering the palace, just come and find me. Tomorrow, when I'm free, I'll accompany you to Shufangzhai to visit Princess Huanzhu."

"Really? Can I go see Xiaoyanzi?"

Ziwei was even happier now. She knew that Xiaoyanzi would receive better treatment after returning to the palace, but she still couldn't help but worry about her.

Ziwei's overly surprised reaction made Qing'er realize that she was still very scared, but this was understandable.

Words are not enough. After waiting for a long time, she will naturally understand how good Mr. Lafayette is.

"Of course, even though Mr. Buddha doesn't like to go out, he won't keep us here."

When Nanny Gui brought people to invite Ziwei, she realized that Qing'er's praise was too restrained.