She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 516 - 515: This medicine is called Killing Green

Chapter 516: Chapter 515: This medicine is called Killing Green

"What about elder sister?"

Yan Lingzhen truly panicked this time.

Her voice even carried a sobbing tone, "Elder sister, don’t scare me."

"You need to leave now. Hong Wu will take you to meet up with Big Brother and the others. Since the Qin Family sent assassins, we’ll turn their scheme against them." Yan Wanqing heard her own voice, very cold, "Everyone despises the Yan Family, so we might as well disappear from Dawei."

She quickly walked over to the vanity and opened a makeup box. From inside, she took out a jade pendant, a token previously given to her by Qin Wu.

She had thought this item would most likely remain sealed here forever.

But at this moment, it unexpectedly became the last lifeline for their Yan Family.

"Take this and go to the Qin State to find the Queen, she will arrange for your safety."

Yan Wanqing shoved the jade pendant into Yan Lingzhen’s hands, gripping it tightly, her tone brooking no refusal, "Only when you are safe can elder sister let go and fight!"

"Elder sister, what are you going to do?! Don’t scare Xiaoliu." Yan Lingzhen cried out, she didn’t know why, but she felt like she was about to be separated from her elder sister forever.

Yan Wanqing sniffled.

"Xiaoliu said before, life is just like playing a game, it’s just that this time, the level elder sister got is a bit difficult." She tried to lift the corners of her mouth into a smile, attempting to comfort, "You go ahead, elder sister will definitely come to find you in the Qin State."

"Elder sister..." Yan Lingzhen knew Yan Wanqing meant what she said. She no longer dwelled on sentimental affections and hesitations, she tucked the jade pendant into her clothes.

Then she pulled out an elixir from her sleeve.

"This pill, I just developed it. It’s a feign death pill that can keep someone in a state of fake death for a month." Yan Lingzhen placed the small clear jar into her palm, inside was a bright red elixir.

"This medicine is named ’Killing Green’."

Killing Green...

Yan Wanqing carefully stored the pill away.

Yan Lingzhen then lunged forward, hugging her waist tightly, "Elder sister... we will wait for you in the Qin State!"

"Okay!"

"You have to come! Promise, hook fingers and swear, one hundred years, no changing!"

"One hundred years, no changing."

...

Hong Wu led Yan Lingzhen and the little Crown Prince away.

The palace was eerily empty.

Yan Wanqing sat in a chair, staring blankly.

She didn’t know if Xiaoliu could successfully meet up with Big Brother.

Her heart was always in her throat.

She was also anxious that Xiao Pingfeng would suddenly come over to see the child, and if she had no child to offer, how she would explain herself.

Too many thoughts entangled in her mind.

She rubbed her forehead, her head aching fiercely.

Footsteps came from the side hall at this moment.

She saw a nanny holding a basket, covered tightly on top.

"Your Highness..."

The nanny came over and immediately knelt down in front of her.

"What is this... stand up."

The nanny lifted the cloth over the basket, revealing a small head.

It was a child!

The nanny had brought her own child from the servant’s quarters, "This servant... doesn’t know what Your Highness intends to do, but Your Highness is a good person, not like what others say outside. If my child and I can be of any help to Your Highness, it would be our good fortune."

Yan Wanqing looked at the baby sleeping soundly in the swaddling clothes.

Her eyes welled up, and she stood up, "Let me hold him."

"Okay." The nanny handed the child over.

Yan Wanqing laughed through her tears, "Why do babies look all wrinkled when they are born?"

The nanny wiped her tears with the back of her hand, "They’ll look better after being taken care of for a while."

Yan Wanqing held the baby tightly in her arms and spoke to the nanny, "Don’t worry, I won’t let you face the slightest danger."

Babies look similar in their early stages, and the nanny had also given birth around the same time, with plenty of breast milk—that was why Xiao Pingfeng had asked her to come over.

The palace once again became quiet.

Yan Wanqing watched the nanny feed the child, her chest feeling tight and swollen, and when she looked down, she noticed her clothes were wet in front.

Her own child... was hungry now.

When leaving, she had even forgotten to leave a token for him.

Yan Wanqing’s heart soured at the tip, a raw ache constricted her chest, and her eyes, too, began to moisten, with tears lingering at the corners, on the verge of falling.

Her child, oh...

Just wait a bit longer, Mother will soon be free to come find you.

Originally, she wanted to hold on a little longer.

But today, after seeing Xiao Pingfeng’s attitude, she found her perseverance laughable.

Mother was right.

All men in the world are the same.

She understood his difficulties.

But he saw her as nothing more than a canary kept in a cage.

He tried to blind her senses, making her a woman who would only ever listen to his commands.

Yan Wanqing couldn’t do it.

She had seen vast mountains and rivers, felt the desert’s sweeping winds, and she could break her own wings to protect him out of love, but he should never have distrusted her, should never have forced her to apologize to Qin Erya.

He shouldn’t have let her suffer indignities, shouldn’t have placed their child in danger, shouldn’t have used her maternal family to appease the public’s anger!

How could she, the woman at his side, not be clear about Xiao Pingfeng’s methods?

Under the Emperor’s feet, the Qin Family appeared with a host of assassins to intercept.

She simply didn’t believe Xiao Pingfeng was unaware!

Yet he made no move.

Perhaps he had tacitly consented to the Qin Family’s actions, using them to quell the world’s rage.

How ridiculous...

The mere Qin Family.

They had pushed them to the point of becoming strangers.

"Your Majesty, you are crying..." the nanny’s cautious voice came through.

Yan Wanqing raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes and smiled faintly: "Yes, I’m thinking of my child."

At this moment, Cong Ge entered from outside, and upon seeing the nanny breastfeeding, she spoke in a hushed tone: "Miss, the Crown Prince has come, he’s been standing outside for quite some time."

Yan Wanqing dried the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and stood up: "This palace is aware."

She walked towards the outside.

Xiao Pingfeng stood with his hands behind his back, in front of a painting.

It depicted a lavish cluster of chrysanthemums, various colours complementing each other, creating quite the artistic conception.

Hearing footsteps, he turned around.

"Wanwan."

Yan Wanqing nodded, silent.

"How is the child?"

"He’s fine now." Yan Wanqing answered softly.

"I want to see him," Xiao Pingfeng sought her gaze cautiously, "May I?"

"You are the child’s biological father, of course you may." Yan Wanqing’s face was expressionless: "However, the nanny is currently breastfeeding, it’s not convenient, the Crown Prince will have to wait a moment."

Xiao Pingfeng, thinking of his upcoming meeting with Qin Huai, feared he wouldn’t have time.

He had no choice but to say: "Then it will have to be tomorrow. After tomorrow’s coronation ceremony, I will definitely come."

Yan Wanqing’s tightly clenched fist relaxed, then tightened again.

"... Your Highness need not report your affairs to this consort."

"Wanwan... don’t be angry, just now I was not aware of the situation, I have already personally punished Qin Erya," Xiao Pingfeng’s eyes held self-reproach.

Yan Wanqing lowered her gaze demurely: "Thank you, Crown Prince, for your wise and valiant actions."

Each word was barbed, every sentence laced with sarcasm.

Xiao Pingfeng felt that if he stayed any longer, they would start arguing again.

He took a deep breath: "I have to attend to matters ahead, if you need anything, just have Cong Ge call for me."

Having said that, he wanted to embrace the person before him, and seeing that she was unmoved, the hand that he had extended ended up resting on her shoulder instead.

Yan Wanqing kept her head down, waiting until he had walked away.

"Miss..." Cong Ge’s leg injury had not yet healed.

She called out in a low voice.

Yan Wanqing looked up at Cong Ge, her gaze complex.