"It doesn't matter." She leaned on his arms and gasped, and said, "Your Majesty, don't be angry, okay? The concubine is really fine."

Chu Mohan was stunned and looked at the Imperial Ancestor, whose eyebrows frowned slightly.

She knew he wasn't happy. A wave of emotion welled up in his heart.

"Imperial Ancestor," Chu Mohan called softly, and said to Jiang Wanxiang, "Wanxiang, Imperial Ancestor is very old, and he is most afraid of being sad. You can't let him worry about it."

Huang Zu looked at the intimate appearance of the two, and his heart was both relieved and sour.

Jiang Wanxiang raised her head, tears flashing in her eyes, and looked at the emperor pleadingly.

"Wan Xiang is reasonable, you can rely on her." The emperor was helpless.

"Son's Command." Chu Mohan bent down and bowed, then picked her up and took her away.

"Wanxiang is now my imperial concubine, your queen who has not passed through the door, and I hope you treat her well." The Emperor Ancestor admonished.

Chu Mohan nodded yes.

Back in the East Garden, he ordered the guards to guard the East Garden, strictly forbidding anyone to approach.

"What are you doing?" He saw Jiang Wanxiang tinkering with a bunch of bottles and cans, and asked strangely.

Jiang Wanxiang raised her eyes and glanced at him, continued the work in hand, and replied lightly, "Help you dispense medicine."

Chu Mohan was surprised: "You know how to refine medicine?"

Jiang Wanxiang snorted, continued to bury her head in the medicine jar, and ignored him.

Chu Mohan walked over, wrapped his arms around her shoulders from behind, and put his ear close to her ear and said, "You don't know how to refine medicine, how can you help me dispense medicine?"

Jiang Wanxiang put down the medicine pestle and looked sideways at him, "I will."

Chu Mohan was slightly shocked: "Then you tell me, how did you learn it?"

"I grew up in the countryside and met a famous teacher. He taught me for a few years, and then he died, and I was at home, figuring out some remedies when I had nothing to do." Jiang Wanxiang said calmly, "So, although I have amnesia, I still remember the pharmacology he taught me."

"You're lying!" Chu Mohan suddenly changed color: "You're lying."

"Lying?" Jiang Wanxiang raised the corners of her lips: "Why are you so sure?"

Chu Mohan stared at her: "You said, you once worshipped a famous teacher. That famous teacher, but it's called Su Ling?"

Jiang Wanxiang sighed in her heart, of course she had heard of Su Ling, he was indeed a mysterious doctor. However, she really didn't know him, but this matter must not be admitted, otherwise Chu Mohan would be suspicious and even doubt her true identity.

Jiang Wanxiang looked at him calmly: "I don't know any Su Ling, and I haven't seen the famous teacher in your mouth."

"Wanxiang, you can't fool me." Chu Mohan's eyes were deep and dark, and his tone was slow and determined: "I grew up with you, whether you lied or not, how can I not know. I know you're hell-bent on escaping the palace, but don't forget, you're the daughter-in-law of the royal family, and you always will be."

"Emperor, should the royal family be trapped in this palace?" Jiang Wanxiang finally couldn't help but get excited. She raised her eyes to meet him, "I like freedom, not a canary in this cage!"

"And what freedom do you want?" Chu Mohan was silent for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "Do you want to go to Jiangnan, want to go to Northern Xinjiang, or do you want to go overseas?"

"Not at all!" Chu Mohan refused without hesitation, his eyes staring at her deadly: "Wan Xiang, if you dare to leave again, I will kill you!"

"How can you ......" Jiang Wanxiang covered her chest, her eyes were red: "Imperial Ancestor...... Your Majesty, he bullied me. He wouldn't let me go out......

She leaned against the soft couch with a painful expression, as if she had been hit hard.

"Brother Huang, I know you can't bear me," Jiang Wanxiang cried miserably: "But the imperial ancestor is old, I can't accompany him in the palace for the rest of my life, Brother Huang, I just want to find my parents' ashes and bury them in front of my father's grave." Brother Huang, I beg you......

Chu Mohan frowned and stared at her for a long time before he sighed and said, "Imperial sister, don't worry, this matter will be handled by me, and I promise to give you a satisfactory result."

"Thank you, brother." She wiped away her tears.

He touched her forehead and said softly, "You're tired today, morning

Let's get some rest."

Jiang Wanxiang nodded and went back to the house to rest.

When night fell, Jiang Wanxiang lay on the collapse, tossing and turning.

Her mind was in a mess.

Her disguise is not leaky, and even the emperor did not notice it. Did he guess something?

Jiang Wanxiang rubbed her temples irritably. This Chu Mohan is really too difficult.

She rolled over and sat up, put on her clothes and shoes, and walked to the window. There was a gap in the window, and the wind blew in, and she smelled the rich fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

A familiar face conjured up in her mind. Those eyes, as bright as the stars, seemed to illuminate the entire sky. She thought of a dimple at the corner of his mouth when he smiled, warm eyes, and a doting demeanor, which made her heart instantly peaceful.

Who is that person? Why did she always think of him?

Can't think about him anymore. Thinking of him, her heart will ache.

Jiang Wanxiang covered her face with a handkerchief to prevent herself from thinking nonsense. She closed her eyes and tried to sleep...

The next day, as soon as she opened her eyes, the maid Bihe had finished serving her to wash.

"Madame," said Biho, "the slave maid will take care of your make-up."

Bihe's dress today is very plain.

Jiang Wanxiang looked at her as if she wanted to speak and stopped, and asked softly, "Bihe, do you have anything to say to me?"

"Yesterday, Mrs. Er fainted, and the queen asked the slaves and maids to ask for a royal doctor, and the slaves and maids thought about it, and still felt that they should tell the queen mother, and the provincial maiden was worried." Bihe said in a low voice, "Niangniang instructed the slaves and maids to wait for the emperor to go down to court. The slave maid thinks that the mother does not believe the emperor."

"Oh," Jiang Wanxiang suddenly said, I see. She nodded and said casually, "If you don't say it, this palace almost forgot."

Bihe breathed a sigh of relief.

"Since you said that the queen doesn't believe in the emperor, then the palace can't even say it." Jiang Wanxiang said casually: "If you let the queen know, maybe there will be some kind of trouble."

"This ......," Bihe was stunned.

"Okay, okay, you stand down." Jiang Wanxiang waved her hand impatiently.

"Yes, the slave and maid retired first." Bihe whispered.

Jiang Wanxiang changed into a simple pink and white dress and took the two maids to the imperial garden.

The emperor and the uncle were drinking tea in the pavilion, and Chu Mochen and Chu Wanqing were beside them.

"Wan Xiang greets my grandfather and uncle."

"Sit down." The Emperor Ancestor looked at Jiang Wanxiang kindly: "I heard that you are sick?"

"The concubine is fine, Emperor Lao is worried." Jiang Wanxiang sat down obediently.

Chu Mochen looked at Jiang Wanxiang and frowned slightly: "Why did you lose weight?"

"The concubine has been having a bad appetite lately."

"If you don't feel comfortable, pass on the imperial doctor, don't hold on." Chu Mochen's face became a little more serious, "Your body is the most important."

"Yes, sister-in-law, don't take your body seriously." Jiang Wanqing also said with concern.