Luo Mingguang was even more sad. How many blows and hardships would it take to become like a turbulent person now.

He couldn't help but advise: "The concubine just needs to take good care of her illness. The prince will definitely handle the outside affairs. Nothing can't be solved. Please relax. Only when your health is good can the prince be free of worries."

She wanted to tell the concubine that she didn't have to worry. Things would always have a turning point before the day of marriage, but she didn't know if it was safe or if there was a suspicion from Chunhedi, so she didn't dare to say it clearly.

The concubine smiled as usual and smiled at Princess Leyang and said, "Look at this girl, she advised me at such a young age..."

"Hehe" smiled and patted Luo Mingguang's back of his hand, "Don't worry, you will always have these and those problems when you are old, and this is not a big deal. I'm just going to let you run around, and I'm not patient. I haven't experienced anything in my life, and I'm not that fragile, don't worry, don't worry!"

"We can only be truly at ease if you are good. Don't make trouble with the girls. Doctors should listen to the medicine and take medicine on time. Your health is the greatest blessing for the younger generation." Princess Leyang said.

"I know, I know, Aheng, you are my child." The concubine laughed loudly.

The concubine was in poor spirits, and the two of them dared not stay for a long time. They said a few words and said goodbye and left.

When the two left, the concubine struggled and ordered her to help her with the wine to reconcile her worries: "How is the prince doing these two days? Have you taken the medicine? Is your health better?"

She actually knew in her heart that if her grandson was in good health, she wouldn't have just come to see her. He was so filial, unless he really couldn't get up, how could he not come? Asking more is also an expectation in her heart. What if she was sleeping when he came?

Yuejiu smiled and said, "Don't worry, the prince is here every day, and Sister Rusu is watching the medicine every day, and she looks energetic!"

"You little hoof is just talking nonsense and fooling people. I don't believe you at all. Jieyou. You said, the prince has really been here?"

The concubine understood the temperament of the maid around her, and her head was flexible. She dared to say anything to make her happy. Although Jieyou didn't talk much, she was so arrogant that she never lie.

"I have always been honest. Concubine, you have wronged me!" Yuejiu pretended to be wronged.

Jieyou looked at the wine that was about to be sucked, and said in a stereotype: "I'm sick, so I haven't come."

Yuejiu sighed and knew that she had cast a glimpse at the blind man.

The concubine sighed and said, "Let's go and help me see the prince."

"Taofei, please wait until you are better before going. Finally, save yourself a little lightly, stop tossing!" Yuejiu was a little anxious. The Concubine was obviously very weak at this moment. What's the best thing to do if she went out again?

The concubine shook her head and walked out, saying, "It's the same for me to raise this old bone. While I can still move, go see my grandson more."

Yuejiu saw that he could not persuade him, so he signaled to Jieyou to take the cloak, and asked the little maid standing at the door to go to pass on the sedan chair. If it were normal, the prince's yard was not far away, and he would take a few steps to exercise, but today the concubine could fall down with the wind blowing, but she could not withstand the torture.

Everything was ready, and the concubine sat in a sedan chair and went to Zhao Yan's residence.

Yuejiu Jieyou helped the concubine into Zhao Yan's room. Rusu heard Song Feng's report and sat up with "Zhao Yan" and stuffed a welcome pillow behind him to make him feel more comfortable.

When he saw the concubine coming in, a smile appeared on her handsome face. Although the smile was weak, it was like the warm sun in spring, full of warmth.

He called out softly: "Grandma."

This grandmother's love is sincere and full of admiration.

Seeing this smile, the concubine almost burst into tears. She forced herself to hold back and choked slightly and said, "You can just lie down. What should you do when you get up? Rusu, help your master lie down!"

"No, I always feel sore when I lie down. Grandma asked me to get up and move."

"You kid..." The concubine was helped to sit in front of the couch of "Zhao Yan", and turned around and ordered Yuejiu to relieve her worries, "You two girls go to the kitchen to make a bowl of ginseng and millet porridge for the prince."

Even if you make porridge, you don’t need the concubine’s personal maid. Yuejiu reconciles Jieyou and know that the concubine has something to say to the prince, so they all agreed and retreated.

Rusu didn't go out, so he brought a grand master's chair to the concubine next to him, with brocade mattresses on it, and a thick welcoming pillow on the backrest, making the chair comfortable, and then helped the concubine sit down, and he sat at the end of the "Zhao Yan" couch, lifted up a corner of the brocade quilt, reached in to massage his calves.

"Alin," the concubine changed her name and held one of his thin hands. "Don't think too much, take care of herself. If you have your brother to support her, you can only feel at ease after you have a sick grandmother."

Alin still smiled gently, caressed the concubine's clear face, and said, "Well, grandson knows that grandmother doesn't have to worry about grandson. After so many years, I've been used to it."

The concubine's eyes were a little wet, and she groped with love to Alin's hand, "I'm sorry for you for so many years... Grandma, I'm sorry for you!"

"No," Alin smiled faintly, with warm eyes, "It's a blessing for my grandson to live for so long. I can have you, my father loves you for so many years, and my elder brother has worked hard to worry about my illness. I have been satisfied in this life. If I can do it in the next life, my grandson will be your junior. I will definitely be healthy and happy to keep you worried."

The concubine's hand trembled a few times, patted her hands hard, suppressing the discomfort in her heart, and couldn't speak.

Alin continued: "Grandma, don't worry about marriage, grandma, let me marry Miss Zhang, but after Miss Zhang enters the door, my brother may not be able to appear all the time."

Rusu massaged Alin's hands and took a quick look at Alin, then lowered his eyes and lowered his head, changed his other leg to continue massage.

"No!" The concubine flatly refused, "Even if this marriage is fake, it is a famous marriage. Zhang wants to join my Zhao family genealogy and will be buried with you in the same cave in the future. Grandma has been wronged for many years and can no longer let you suffer!"

"grandmother……"

"No need to say, this matter is absolutely not good," the concubine calmed down, reached out to touch Alin's hair, her eyes full of lovingness, and said softly: "I just said to you, don't worry about the outside matters. As long as you maintain your health, your elder brother and I will feel at ease. Your elder brother will find a way to solve these things."

"Grandmother, I don't care about the future. Even if Zhang comes to our Zhao family genealogy, it doesn't matter. There are multiple names on it. It's nothing to be buried with my grandson in the future. People die if they die. Who cares if there is a dry bone around you?"
Chapter completed!