I died tragically in my previous life, and I want to be an empress in my next life

As the night deepened, Yinliu had already arranged the food one by one, the aroma filled the air, making people salivate.

At this time, Pei Zhiyan walked out of the inner room slowly with a faint smile on her face. She looked at the sumptuous dinner and said softly, "It's rare to have such a sumptuous dinner today."

Yinliu didn't say anything. She thought Xuanyuan Ping would have dinner with the young lady in Yime Garden, so she naturally prepared more.

Pei Zhiyan sat at the table, looked at Yin Ping and Yin Liu, and said softly: "You have worked hard these days, sit down and enjoy it together."

Yinping and Yinliu sat down obediently, their hearts full of gratitude. Pei Zhiyan looked at them and couldn't help feeling a sense of satisfaction. In this Yimei Garden, although they were not relatives, they had a deeper relationship than relatives.

Recalling her past lives, they had been in trouble because of her, and ended up with a miserable end. In this life, she vowed to protect them and not let them get hurt again.

As the night deepens, the plum garden is filled with warmth.

In the private room of the Yingbin Building

The room was filled with the smell of alcohol, and Lin Xiaoyu and Xuanyuan Che sat opposite each other. Both of them had a hint of drunkenness on their faces, but Xuanyuan Che's eyes looked particularly blurred.

"Tell me, how am I inferior to that person?" Xuanyuan Che's voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes revealed a hint of unwillingness and loss.

Lin Xiaoyu looked at Xuanyuan Che helplessly and shook his head gently, "Your Highness, you keep asking me the same question. I'm not her, how should I know?"

Xuanyuan Che was silent for a moment, he lowered his head, looked at the wine glass in his hand, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes. He seemed to be trying to control his emotions, but the pain in his heart could not be concealed.

"I just can't accept it." Xuanyuan Che raised his head and looked at Lin Xiaoyu, "She obviously doesn't love him anymore, why does she still stay with him?"

Lin Xiaoyu sighed, "Emotional matters are complicated. Sometimes it's not as simple as love or not."

After hearing this, Xuanyuan Che sneered, "Complicated? So what? I only know that he is the one standing next to her, and I can only watch silently from behind."

Lin Xiaoyu shook his head helplessly, "Your Highness, you will only make yourself more miserable."

Lin Xiaoyu also didn't understand. Although Sister Yan was still the Princess of Jing, what she did clearly showed that she was alienated from Prince Jing. So why did she still pretend to be a loving couple with Prince Jing in front of others?

Xuanyuan Che smiled bitterly. He knew he couldn't convince himself. He picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"Forget it, let's just drink." He muttered to himself, his eyes revealing a deep loneliness and helplessness.

Xuanyuan Ping was exhausted from socializing these days, and Pei Zhiyan was also a little tired. After dinner, she asked Yimeyuan to turn off the lights early so that everyone could have a good rest.

Pei Zhiyan was sleeping soundly when Yin Liu suddenly woke her up hurriedly, "Miss, Miss!"

Pei Zhiyan woke up from her dream, frowning slightly, "Why are you so flustered?"

Yin Liu took a deep breath and said, "Miss, the young master has a high fever and is afraid he is sick."

Pei Zhiyan suddenly woke up, hurriedly put on her clothes, and followed Yin Liu to Xiaobao's room. The little figure was lying on the bed, his face was as pale as paper, and cold sweat was on his forehead. It was obvious that his condition was not light.

"Why did you suddenly fall ill?" Pei Zhiyan asked, gently stroking Xiaobao's forehead.

The nurse shook her head helplessly, "Princess, I don't know either. He was fine at night, but suddenly developed a high fever in the middle of the night and it hasn't subsided."

"Have you invited the court doctor?" Pei Zhiyan asked.

"I've sent someone to invite him." Yin Liu replied hastily.

Soon, the court doctor came in a hurry. After a diagnosis, the court doctor said solemnly, "The young master has a cold. Fortunately, it was discovered early, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

Pei Zhiyan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Cold is a very common disease. As long as it is treated in time, there will generally not be any big problems.

She looked at the court doctor and said gratefully, "Please do your best to treat me."

The court doctor nodded, "Don't worry, Princess. I will prescribe medicine as soon as possible and give you acupuncture treatment to dispel the cold in your body."

After saying that, he turned around and walked to the desk and began to write the prescription.

Seeing this, Yinliu immediately stepped forward to take the prescription and hurried to the pharmacy to get the medicine.

Pei Zhiyan stayed by the bed, taking good care of Xiaobao. She wiped the cold sweat from Xiaobao's forehead with a soft handkerchief from time to time, and comforted him softly, telling him not to be afraid.

Not long after, Yin Liu walked into the room carefully with the medicine bowl. She walked to the bed and handed the medicine bowl to Pei Zhiyan. Pei Zhiyan took the medicine bowl, blew the hot air gently, and then fed it to Xiaobao one spoonful at a time.

Although the medicine soup was bitter, Xiaobao still drank the whole bowl of medicine obediently under Pei Zhiyan's gentle words and careful care.

After drinking the medicine, Xiaobao seemed to feel a little sleepy. He closed his eyes and lay quietly on the bed. Pei Zhiyan gently covered him with a blanket, then sat beside the bed and watched over him silently.

As the sky brightened, Xiaobao's fever finally subsided. Pei Zhiyan stayed by his bedside, not sleeping all night, and her eyes were full of fatigue and relief. She gently stroked Xiaobao's forehead, and the stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

The child was innocent and innocent. Pei Zhiyan knew that the grudges between her, Pei Zhixuan and Xuanyuan Ping should not involve the child.

Yin Ping looked at her and said distressedly, "Miss, the young master is fine. I will be watching over him here. You haven't slept all night, so you should go and have a rest."

Pei Zhiyan smiled tiredly and nodded, "Okay, tell me if you have anything else."

She turned and left the room, closing the door softly.

Pei Zhiyan was lying on the bed, and just closed her eyes when Xuanyuan Ping and Xue's mother came to Yimeyuan. They probably heard about Xiaobao's illness.

Pei Zhiyan sighed helplessly, and had to stand up again, tidied her clothes, and came out to greet them listlessly.

Xuanyuan Ping was extremely worried, his brows were full of anxiety, and he asked anxiously, "Yan'er, how is Xiaobao?"

Pei Zhiyan lowered her head and said nothing. Her face was slightly pale. She opened her red lips slightly and said in a trembling voice, "It's all right now."

Hearing the news, Xuanyuan Ping's tense expression relaxed, "That's good." He breathed a sigh of relief.

Mother Xue was observing Pei Zhiyan's expression from the side. She noticed her perfunctory and absent-mindedness, and felt a little dissatisfied. She couldn't help but say, "Princess, the young master is a delicate and precious person, how can you be so careless? What if something happens to him?"

Yin Liu stood aside and heard the blame from Mother Xue. She couldn't help but speak up to defend Pei Zhiyan, "Mother Xue, you misunderstood the princess. The princess didn't sleep all night for the young master."

"Just as the princess was about to go to rest, the prince and Mother Xue arrived."