The Noble Consort is the most favored in the harem

Chapter 83 - The Prince's Relocation

A mere piece of ice, and she's so delighted? But since we're all in the same boat now, she couldn't be bothered to say more. Her mind was entirely focused on how to stand out during the Qiqiao Festival and rekindle the emperor's interest in her.

The Third Prince was taken away early, but Lan Fei's Second Prince had a lot to pack.

Not to mention his frail health, requiring many life-saving items.

"The sun is strong outside. Be careful with the packing and remember to shade the Second Prince on the way."

The speaker was Zhuiyun, the chief palace maid by Lan Fei's side, giving detailed instructions.

She then turned to Chai Momo, who had been caring for the Second Prince.

"Momo, take good care of the Second Prince. He's weak, and our lady has put in a lot of effort raising him. Now that he's moving closer to the emperor, it's a great opportunity, but remind him not to overexert himself."

"Don't worry, Miss Zhuiyun. With me around, the Second Prince won't suffer."

Chai Momo was plump and kind-looking, a seemingly benevolent old nanny.

But the Second Prince, lying on the couch, was as lifeless as a pool of stagnant water.

After instructing the palace staff, Zhuiyun approached the Second Prince.

She spoke gently.

"Lan Fei wanted to see you off, but you know how precious her health is now. She's always sleepy and is resting in bed, so please understand."

Seeing no reaction from the Second Prince, Zhuiyun continued.

"The Second Prince is weaker than most. Remember to take your medicine. I've instructed Chai Momo to bring it to you daily."

At this, the Second Prince finally opened his eyes and looked at Zhuiyun.

Though just a child under six, his calm gaze sent a chill through the twenty-something palace maid.

"Annoying."

He said softly, then closed his eyes again.

Zhuiyun felt embarrassed.

A flash of disgust crossed her delicate face, but she quickly smiled and left.

Chai Momo continued directing the packing, unaware of the exchange.

When Zhuiyun returned to Lan Fei's quarters, she found her sewing a bellyband for her unborn child, with a lively tiger head embroidered on it. Zhuiyue, who was helping with the threads, was praising her work.

Seeing Zhuiyun return, Lan Fei put down her needlework and asked.

"Is everything arranged for the Second Prince?"

"Yes, Your Highness, everything is in order."

"Good."

Zhuiyue, seeing Lan Fei sigh, immediately comforted her.

"Your Highness has raised the Second Prince for so many years, but he remains distant. It's because you're not his biological mother. There's no use being sad about it."

Lan Fei's face showed a hint of sorrow as she thought of the "son" who had never been close to her, causing her more and more headaches.

He had been raised in Yong'an Palace since birth.

How could this be?

Even a stone would warm up after six years, yet he remains so cold-hearted.

Sometimes Lan Fei even felt that he didn't seem like a child.

Su Pin was so gentle and humble, even somewhat timid. How could she have given birth to such a son?

The needle accidentally pricked Lan Fei's finger.

She winced in pain.

Zhuiyue and Zhuiyun immediately looked over, but it was just a small drop of blood.

"Your Highness, now that you have your own child, you must be more careful. Leave the needlework to us."

Lan Fei smiled, looking at the pattern on the bellyband.

Her eyes were filled with tenderness.

This pregnancy had not come easily.

Since entering the palace in the ninth year of Yuanhe, it had been eight years.

If her family hadn't sent the medical maid Zhuiya into the palace a year ago, she might not have conceived.

Thinking of this, she asked curiously.

"Where is Zhuiya?"

"Your Highness, she is preparing your prenatal medicine."

Zhuiyue glanced outside, seeing no one, and whispered.

"It's said that the prenatal medicine contains something special to ensure this child will be a prince!"

Lan Fei smiled even more happily.

She had said she hoped for a princess only to placate Lin Guifei.

Who in the palace didn't want to bear a prince?

That was their hope for the future. How could a princess compare to a prince?

Otherwise, she wouldn't have raised the Second Prince herself.

Wasn't it all for this?

As if sensing Lan Fei's thoughts, the baby in her belly suddenly started moving.

"Oh!"

"Your Highness, is the baby kicking again?"

"Yes, the kicks are so strong that my belly hurts."

"This is a good sign. When my mother was pregnant with my brother, he moved a lot too, and he was born very healthy!"

Hearing this, Lan Fei smiled broadly.

In the back hall of Qiqing Hall in Zeping, Dong Yuzhong was busy organizing the luggage for the two princes.

Each had three rooms, facing south, separated by a small garden.

Since their birth, this was the first time they had lived so close.

The Third Prince was as polite as ever. Despite being only five, he spoke and acted with maturity.

Being the healthiest prince, he was likely to ascend the throne in the future.

So the palace staff took great care of him.

He was accompanied by four nannies, three eunuchs, and a steward.

All personally selected by Yi Fei, they were loyal and skilled at winning people's hearts.

In no time, most of the palace staff in Zeping had become familiar with them.

In contrast, the Second Prince's quarters were much quieter.

Perhaps due to his strange temperament or his frail health, which had accumulated much anger.

People dared not approach him, fearing his unpredictable temper.

Chai Momo, who had been kind to Zhuiyue, now showed her true colors.

She spoke impatiently.

"The Second Prince's health is poor, and his temper needs to change. Look at the Third Prince's courtyard, it's bustling. But here, it's so quiet, not even a maid to serve tea."

She spoke so urgently that spittle flew out.

Wiping it with her sleeve, she continued.

"If not for Lan Fei's kindness, I wouldn't have endured this for so many years!