As the fourth princess grew up, she became more and more dignified as a girl who was about to marry. Fu Longan was over ten years old and could no longer walk in the inner palace. At this moment, Zi Wanxi's heart was empty.

Holding Yongyan, Wanxi naturally reveals true feelings.

Concubine Jia looked at him quietly from the side, and after a long time, she suddenly held Wanxi's hand and said, "...You saved our mother and son's lives when Yongxuan was born back then; even if it was the Ninth Prince, you discovered the smoke."

Concubine Jia took a deep breath, "If...I mean if, if I can't grow up with Yongyan... Let my sister, can you ask you to take care of Yongyan?"

Wanxi was stunned and asked the nurse to hug Yong Yan. Then she grabbed Concubine Jia's hand and said seriously, "Why did Sister Jia say such things?"

"So what if Sister Jia is over forty? Now that the Empress Dowager is over sixty, she is still strong; Sister Jia should not be fucked by this irresistible heart."

Concubine Jia smiled and shook her head gently, "No matter how far away it is in the future, my request today is serious. Can I agree?"

Wanxi took a deep breath, "How can I not want to say this to Sister Jia? After all, I don't have children myself, and I like children too. Naturally, I have one hundred people who promised Sister Jia."

"It's just that the emperor has always sent the little prince and the little princess to the concubine and raised the mother's palace. Our Yongyan also sent it to the palace of Qian's mother's palace... Qian's mother gave birth to Prince Guo Honghu, and had the experience of giving birth to a prince, so she would definitely take care of her more thoughtful than me."

Concubine Qian was the favorite concubine of the late emperor Yongzheng in his later years. She was a few years younger than the emperor, but she was about the same age as Concubine Jia.

Concubine Jia smiled, "I understand what you mean. But I always feel that although Mother Qian is about the same age as me, she will eventually grow old... If there is no one around Yongyan in the future, can you remember my request today?"

Wanxi took a deep breath, "Don't worry, Sister Jia, although I don't know if I will have the opportunity to raise Yongyan in the future, but I will definitely be in front of Sister Jia today, and do my best to take care of Yongyan."

Concubine Jia's heart fell, and tears were already rising in her eyes.

She grabbed Wanxi's hand and shook it gently, "...I used to have many things that I felt sorry for you. Back then, your horse..."

Wanxi shook her head, "So many years have passed, why bother Sister Jia? Besides, I was not hurt that time, and even said that the horse brought me the emperor and the favor... I don't hold a grudge against that horse, so naturally I don't hold a grudge against Sister Jia."

Concubine Jia nodded with tears in her eyes, "Yes, you are indeed such a person. If you hold a grudge against me, you wouldn't help me when I gave birth to Yongxuan; if the Ninth Prince was smoked by charcoal fire, you wouldn't be the first to discover it."

Concubine Jia raised her eyes and looked at Wanxi, "So, Yongyan, whom I am most worried about at this time, can only be at ease in this palace."

Wanxi nodded vigorously, but shook her head again, "Sister Jia, don't think too much. It's important to keep a good body in this time."

After the two said something for a while, Concubine Jia finally calmed down.

Concubine Jia stared at Wanxi, "You are here today, you probably have something to say to me. Now I have already revealed your thoughts, don't worry, just tell me."

Wanxi lowered her head and chuckled, "As a matter of fact, nothing can be hidden from Sister Jia's eyes - the fire in Yikun Palace, I always feel a little familiar..."
Chapter completed!