The Fallen Medicine Woman: The Daily Life of Chun Nuan-Chapter 294 - 188

"Your son greets Mother Empress."

"Che’er." The Empress looked at her son, finally seeing some color in his cheeks, and felt immense relief: "Che’er, take a seat."

"Yes, Mother Empress."

The Crown Prince sat down, just as he was about to pull Panpan to sit with him, the Empress wrapped an arm around Panpan, holding her in her embrace.

"Che’er, I’ve received news that the remnants of the Third Prince have risen in rebellion in several places."

"Isn’t the Third Prince already under house arrest?"

Confined in the Imperial Clan Court, yet he can still cause trouble. It’s hard to imagine what it would be like if he were left unchecked outside.

"Che’er, if your Father the Emperor summons you..."

"In the past few years, I have delayed my studies due to poor health, and I don’t understand many things. I need to follow Father the Emperor closely to learn properly."

Upon hearing this, the Empress felt quite gratified.

In fact, even though her son’s health was poor, as the eldest prince and born of the legitimate consort, the Empress had not diminished her expectations and teachings towards him.

Due to his poor health, he had always lived in Kunning Palace, spending day and night with the Empress, which not only cultivated a close relationship between mother and son, but also allowed the wise Empress to constantly impart her teachings.

So, no one knew that the sickly eldest prince was equally well-read, and his mastery of imperial tactics was already at an advanced level.

The Empress was also worried that the Emperor would discuss state affairs with Che’er, the Crown Prince, and then her son would prematurely expose his abilities due to his position.

Although the Emperor had established the Crown Prince, the Emperor himself was still in his prime, and no emperor wishes to see anyone, even their only son, eyeing their throne covetously.

Yes, he established the Crown Prince in the hope of having a successor and ensuring the continuity of the empire.

But as long as he lived, he was the Emperor, and he would not allow anyone else to covet his throne.

"Studying is good, but you also need to take care of your health; don’t overwork yourself." The Empress, knowing her son’s understanding, no longer hid her smile: "After all, no learning can be completed in a day, take it slow, there’s no rush; rush and you can’t eat hot tofu, and what you eat in haste won’t be digested. Learning is the same, chew carefully, and don’t be greedy."

When it’s time to play dumb, play dumb; when it’s time to act simple, act simple.

If things don’t go well, just play it loose, feign dizziness or nausea, then return to the Eastern Palace to rest.

"Your son will adhere to Mother’s teachings."

The Crown Prince indicated that he understood.

Mother and son exchanged a glance, a slight smile curling at their lips.

Yes, although they were the Empress and the Crown Prince, the power lay in the Emperor’s hands.

When the sky falls, the tall one holds it up; this time the Emperor is there.

If he cannot suppress internal rebellion, then indeed...

The Empress didn’t mind if the Crown Prince had to clean up the mess later!

After all, no one would submit to a new ruler without abilities.

She firmly believed her son had those abilities.

The purpose of this visit to the Eastern Palace was to ensure her son stayed low-profile.

When a tree stands out in the forest, the wind will destroy it.

Moreover, he is the only son of the Emperor, now established as the Crown Prince, always a thorn in their eyes.

Growing quietly within his shell is the wisest choice.

The mother and son continued talking about everyday trivial matters, such as what he ate, whether he took his medicine on time, and whether he slept well at night... The Empress didn’t even mention if her son practiced calligraphy.

Panpan, listening, found it dull, and soon dozed off in the Empress’s embrace.

Her tiny mouth moved slightly, and drool began to trickle down.

"Your Majesty, shall I take her?"

The matron behind her, seeing the little girl’s drool soil the Empress’s elegant robe, became anxious and quickly offered to carry the fearless little ancestor.

"It’s alright, this child, she’s probably dreaming of delicious food." The Empress adored her chubby little face: "If only I could have a daughter like this."

"Your Majesty could adopt Miss Panpan as a goddaughter."

This was something the matron couldn’t understand. Normally, she would have been adopted as a goddaughter long ago.

If it was to keep her for the Crown Prince... it seemed unlikely, as the Crown Prince was already fifteen, and this child was not even three.

"It’s not the right time yet." The Empress lovingly stroked the little girl’s head: "The more I favor her, the more danger she’ll be in, outside the Eastern Palace, I must treat her coldly."

Everyone envied her as the Empress of the Eastern Palace, but little did they know, every step was fraught with caution, requiring her to use every effort to protect those she cared about.

"Has there been any news from Shu City?"

"Your Majesty, it is heard that the second girl has gone to the Northern Desert."