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Yun Jin never imagined that Mr. Songzhu would come up with so many things in his mind.

If she knew, she probably wouldn't be able to help but laugh out loud. What unfathomable master, what secret manipulator? She had just read hundreds of novels and TV dramas about palace intrigue and domestic power struggles in her later life and copied a few ready-made tricks from them.

She was unaware of the conversation taking place in the Fifth Prince's residence, and she had no time to pay attention to them.

That night, Yun Jin, along with Dong Xue, secretly sneaked into the First Prince's residence once again.

The two knew the way well and, just like last time, went straight to the Crown Princess's courtyard.

When Yun Jin entered, the First Prince's Consort was in the Buddhist hall, kneeling on a prayer mat and chanting incantations.

Hearing footsteps, she didn't turn around, but simply said, "You've arrived?"

Yun Jin walked to her side, sat down on the futon next to her, took out a small porcelain bottle from her sleeve, and handed it to her: "Your Highness, this is a newly prescribed medicine based on your pulse. After taking it for half a month, the toxins in your body will be almost completely cleared."

The Crown Princess took the porcelain bottle, looked down at it for a moment, and remained silent for a long while before speaking: "You do keep your promise."

Yun Jin looked at her and said softly, "Your Highness, I will naturally keep my word."

The Crown Princess tucked the porcelain bottle into her sleeve, her gaze settling on Yun Jin's face: "I've heard the rumors outside. I didn't expect you to break the deadlock so quickly. I underestimated you."

Yun Jin smiled, then said seriously, "Your Highness, now you should believe me, right?"

The Crown Prince's wife was silent for a moment, then nodded, her voice tinged with bitterness: "I believe you. But now Consort Zheng controls the Prince's residence, and all affairs are handled by her people. I, the principal wife, am just a title; I'm lucky to be alive. What's the use of you saying all this?"

Yun Jin looked at her and said, word by word, "Your Highness, although a man's favor is unreliable, your relationship with the First Prince is different from others. You are childhood sweethearts, growing up together since you were little. That affection cannot be taken away or replaced by Consort Zheng. I believe that if you wish, you can win back his heart."

The Crown Princess lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously stroking the prayer beads, as if recalling memories or pondering. After a long while, she hesitated before speaking, "Will he still hold my heart in his?"

"Your Highness, men are unreliable, but children can be your support." After saying this, Yun Jin offered her bargaining chip, "Your Highness, if you take my medicine for another half month, and the toxins in your body are cleared, I will prepare another fertility-enhancing soup for you, and you will surely be able to have a child in one go."

The Crown Princess suddenly raised her head, a glint of light flashing in her eyes: "Can my body... really still bear children? The imperial physician said that I will never be able to have children again in this lifetime."

Yun Jin looked at her, her tone resolute: "If Your Highness trusts me, you might as well give it a try."

The Crown Princess looked at her, remained silent for a long time before speaking, her voice tinged with self-mockery: "You're right. If I fall, she'll only be more smug. My child will be lost for nothing, my health will be ruined for nothing, my father and brothers will suffer injustice for nothing, while she'll be living a carefree life in the palace. I'm not reconciled."

She took a deep breath, raised her head, looked at Yun Jin, and said firmly, "I will not let her have her way."

Yun Jin nodded, her tone calm yet firm: "Your Highness, your brother is currently facing difficulties at court, being ostracized at every turn. If you don't pull yourself together, how can your father's spirit rest in peace?"

The Crown Princess's body jolted violently, as if she had been struck in the chest by something.

She remembered her father's dying words as he held her hand: "Qingyun, take good care of your brother. The honor of our Shen family rests on your shoulders."

She lowered her head, tears silently streaming down her face.

Yun Jin didn't try to persuade her; it was better to cry than to keep it inside.

You have to cry before you can stand up again.

The Crown Princess cried for a long time before raising her head, wiping away her tears with her sleeve, and looking at Yun Jin in a hoarse voice: "Yun Jin, I want to recognize you as my younger sister, is that alright?"

Yun Jin was stunned for a moment, then realized that she had made up her mind. She nodded vigorously and called out earnestly, "Sister."

The Crown Prince's wife took her hand and solemnly called out, "Sister Jin."

Yun Jin held her hand and whispered, "Sister, from now on, with your younger sister to help you, life won't be too bad."

The Crown Princess nodded and gripped Yun Jin's hand tightly.

The two sat in the Buddhist hall for a long time and talked a lot.

The Crown Prince's wife recounted her childhood, her childhood sweetheart relationship with the Crown Prince, the joy of marrying into the royal family, and the despair of losing her child.

Yun Jin listened quietly, without interrupting or offering comfort. Some things don't need comforting words, they just need someone willing to listen.

Before leaving, Yun Jin took out a small porcelain bottle from her sleeve and handed it to her: "Sister, this is a medicine to calm your nerves and help you sleep. You probably haven't been sleeping well these past few days. Take one before bed and you'll be able to get a good night's sleep."

The Crown Princess took it, held it in her hand, and said softly, "Jin, thank you."

Yun Jin shook her head: "Sister, there's no need for thanks between us."

She turned and walked out, but as she reached the door, she heard the First Prince's wife's voice behind her: "Jin, don't worry. I won't hide anymore."

Yun Jin stopped, turned around, nodded to the Crown Princess, and went out the door.

The next morning, the Crown Princess sent someone to inform the Crown Prince before heading to the hot spring resort outside the city.

Consort Zheng found out but said nothing; he was just a defeated opponent. She hadn't realized that the trap she had set for Yun Jin was a complete waste of effort, and she certainly didn't expect that Yun Jin and the First Prince's wife, Shen Qingyun, had already cooperated.

When Yun Jin heard the news, she smiled; she knew what Shen Qingyun was planning to do.

At this moment, Yunheting must be the one with the biggest headache.

After Chu Wanqing said those words to him, he was in a state of shock and numbness.

He didn't expect Chu Wanqing to know. What should he do?

His leg is broken, and he can't get down on the ground, so he can only turn around on the bed.

He wanted to tell Yunxiu, but he was afraid she wouldn't be able to accept the blow and worried it would affect her mental state.

He was so distracted that he didn't even let Zhilan serve him.

He tossed and turned all night, and the next day he couldn't bear it any longer. He asked Ping An to prepare a car, told others that he was going to the Imperial Hospital for a follow-up visit, and went straight to Liu Zhixue's residence.

Liu Zhixue's hair had grown quite a bit longer, and she could barely tie it up.

Seeing Yun Heting being carried in, he asked in surprise, "Your leg is like this, why didn't you stay home and rest? How did you get here?"