"Word came from the imperial tomb that it was wet and the little grandson was seriously ill. I'm afraid he can't survive this time." Sitting opposite Yun Shang, Li Qianmo said gently.
"The little grandson?" Yun Shang squinted and thought for a moment without thinking who the so-called little grandson was.
The puzzled look in Yun Shang's eyes brought Li Qianmo back to his senses. He explained immediately, "he is the son of the former crown prince. He is three years old now. I heard he is a very
smart boy. The emperor used to dote on him very much. After the former crown prince died, his son went to the imperial tomb to guard the tomb with his mother. The tomb should have been guarded for three years, but it's only been three months till now. "
"Really?" Yun Shang swirled the cup in her hand, sipped the tea, and said, "the empress is really very impatient. Now that the Prince Rui is out of the Jin City, and the eleventh Prince just went to guard a remote place, the only prince who has become the strongest in the imperial city is the seventh prince. Although the little grandson was young and had a different background, he was still the empress' grandson. The royal family doesn't have a strong relationship with their family members, let alone grandson, father and son. If they were to be imprisoned in the land like the eleventh prince, which is rarely seen by the emperor in a few years, I'm afraid the emperor will soon forget that he had a son, so the empress is worried. "
"Master, you mean..." Li Qianmo went blank for a while and then came to his senses. "The empress intended to take the kid back to the Imperial City in the name of his serious illness, is it right?"
"Of course it is. Otherwise how could it be a coincidence? When the empress' men just arrived at the imperial tomb, the little kid became seriously ill. " Yun Shang said indifferently. But in her mind, she thought that it was a good thing for her to be a dead person in others' eyes. She could sit on the chair leisurely and watch others fight each other.
Yun Shang put down the teacup, and tapped on the table, "but, I've learned one thing from this matter."
Hearing this, Qian Yin, who was playing with the embroidered sticks, looked up curiously at her. "What is it?"
Yun Shang glanced at her empty right sleeve, and her eyes flashed with anger and rage for a short second. "The people who chase us around the Qi Lan Town must not belong to Su Qi and the empress."
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