Zhao'Er did not know where she found the courage to grab his sleeve.
Bai Yin was stunned.
She looked down at her hand on his sleeve.
At that moment, an inexplicable feeling surged through her heart.
She could not explain it.
"Miss Zhao'Er, is there something else?"
Zhao'Er's gaze remained lowered, but she quickly retracted her hand in panic.
She said softly, "I still don't know your name."
Bai Yin fell silent.
The woman before her was Duke Wang's daughter.
The daughter of the man who killed her father.
Logically speaking, she should have stayed as far away as possible!
But...
He said, "Bai Yin."
"Bai Yin?" Zhao'Er repeated, a smile playing on her lips.
When she slowly raised her head, Bai Yin had already mounted her horse.
"That..."
Her voice was soft.
Bai Yin did not hear her. She was about to leave when she suddenly turned around and said, "Thank you for what happened at the city gates a few days ago."
Huh?
Zhao'Er was shocked, "How did you know... that I recognized you?"
"I guessed."
"..."
"Regardless, if it wasn't for you, I would have left the city."
Zhao'Er hurriedly said, "You're welcome. You're Big Brother Jing's man and he had helped me before, so it's only right for me to help you."
"Then go to the city."
"Wait..." Zhao'Er rubbed her hands together and asked anxiously, "Will I be able to see you again?"
Bai Yin frowned, "I don't know."
"Oh, be careful on your way."
Bai Yin did not say anything else.
She left on her horse.
Zhao'Er chased after her. She felt a sense of disappointment as she stared at her retreating figure.
She clutched her chest tightly with both hands.
"What's wrong with me?"
...
When Zhao'Er returned to the estate, she immediately sent someone to fetch her coachman and maidservant.
Duke Wang had been busy helping Na Yan prepare for the annual sacrifice and was rarely at home. This was exactly what Zhao'Er wanted.
She no longer had to sneak around to see her mother.
Ever since Na Yan had asked Duke Wang to find a physician for Zhao'Er's mother, Duke Wang had treated Madam Jiang much better.
No one knew why.
Perhaps it was for the sake of the Second Prince.
After a few days of rest, Madam Jiang's health had improved significantly.
His complexion was much better than before!
Zhao 'er held her mother's hand and said, "Mother, I went to the temple to pray for you. The abbot said that Mother will gradually get better and that Bodhisattva will protect you."
Jiang shi lightly tapped her head. "You, this girl, you should stay in the fu on such a cold day. Mother's body is much better now, so you don't have to worry."
"Father treats Mother so well now. I believe that Mother will be able to leave this courtyard soon."
At this point, Madam Jiang fell silent.
This was something that Madam Jiang had always been puzzled about.
She asked, "By the way, what did you say to your father? Why did he agree to let the doctor see me? You even gave me charcoal and a clean blanket? "
Zhao 'er said, "I don't know. It's just that when your daughter went to beg you, you didn't want to, but the Second Prince was there too. At that time, he said a few words to you. Perhaps … Father gave face to the Second Prince."
"You mean the Second Prince is also there?"
"Yeah, he even asked me what my name was."
Zhao 'er was confused, but Madam Jiang was not.
She touched her daughter's face, her eyes filled with tenderness and heartache. "My little Zhao 'er, it's your mother's fault. It's your mother's fate that I can't protect you."
"Mother, why are you suddenly saying this?"
"It's nothing. It's just that there are some things that Mother can't decide for you. Mother has let you down."
Zhao 'er threw herself into Madam Jiang's arms.
She hugged her tightly.
"It's me who let you down. I'm useless, that's why Mother has to stay in this place every day and suffer."
"Silly child."
"Anyway, I promise you that one day, I will take Mother away from this place."
Madam Jiang sighed and gently stroked Zhao 'er's back.
There was a hint of a bitter smile at the corner of her mouth.
…
The Second Prince's Mansion.
The people from the Ministry of Rites sent a list of the materials needed for the annual sacrifice. Na Yan was looking through it.
Duke Wang was sitting opposite him!
After about half a cup of tea's time, Na Yan finished reading the list in his hand.
He handed it to the people waiting outside.
"There's no problem with the list. Just arrange the things according to the list."
"Yes!" The people from the Ministry of Rites took the list and went back to report.
Na Yan had been busy these past few days.
It was rare that he had some time to rest.
Duke Wang poured a cup of tea for him. "The annual sacrifice this time is a major event. There can't be any mistakes."
"I know."
"Other than the annual sacrifice, Your Highness has to do your best to ensure the safety of the palace and the King."
A reminder!
And Na Yan had thought of all these. He took a sip of hot tea and said, "Of course. Since Royal Father has entrusted the matter of the annual sacrifice to me, I absolutely cannot allow anything to happen on that day. In order to prevent Tuo You from deliberately sabotaging it, this Prince has already placed my own people at Royal Father's side.
Li Qiao will interfere. "
"Your Highness's arrangement is good."
"If this matter can be done well, I won't have to worry about anything."
"Then I will use tea in place of wine to congratulate Your Highness."
The two raised their cups.
Tea in place of wine.
They drank it in one gulp!
"As long as I ascend the throne, I will naturally not mistreat you, Duke."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Suddenly —
"By the way, I've heard something about you, High Duke."
"Hm? What is it? "
Na Yan smiled. "I heard that you had a fortune teller do a divination. You need to marry a person whose horoscope with your own so that your child will be yours. Is that true?"
Duke Wang didn't plan to hide it. He said directly, "I didn't expect Your Highness to hear about this."
"And that child is your second daughter, Zhao 'er, right?"
"Indeed. It's just what the fortune teller said. I don't know if it's true or not."
"Then what if … I want the fortune teller's words to come true?"
Duke Wang was startled, but he wasn't too surprised.
This was because he had already expected this the moment Na Yan saw Zhao 'er.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be so nice to the Jiang family!
He pretended not to know. "Your Highness means …"
Na Yan said, "Miss Zhao 'er is beautiful and makes people feel pity for her. I like her very much. The fortune teller said that the father will rise in status because of his son. In the future when I ascend the throne, if the Zhao family becomes the Queen, wouldn't it be true?"
He had made it very clear!
Duke Wang naturally couldn't pretend to be confused anymore.
He hurriedly got up and cupped his hands. "If Your Highness is willing, then it is my Zhao family's fortune."
"So, Duke, you agree?"
"It is my daughter's fortune to be loved by Your Highness."
"I'm just afraid that Miss Zhao won't like my intentions."
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