The princess regretted it.

Chapter 334 Chaos and Pure Land

Thinking of this, Jiaoyu felt as if she were trapped in a dark swamp, sinking deeper with every struggle. She had no other choice. After much deliberation, she could only seek help from her maternal grandparents. Although she felt deep contempt and disgust for their intentions, she knew they were merely using her, her mother, and her second brother as pawns to achieve their ambition of controlling the palace.

But she also understood that only her maternal grandparents would not watch her mother's power in the palace disappear, because it was a crucial part of their plan.

Jiaoyu sighed deeply, a flicker of determination in her eyes. She knew that collaborating with her maternal family was undoubtedly courting disaster, but for her mother, herself, and her second brother, she could only temporarily put aside her disgust and step into this chess game filled with unknowns and dangers.

She secretly clenched her fists and prayed silently in her heart, hoping that this decision would turn the situation around and help her mother escape from the predicament. Even if the road ahead was full of thorns, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward.

Thinking of this, Jiaoyu made a quick decision and called Xiangcao loudly. Xiangcao heard the call and hurried from the outer room into the inner room. Seeing Jiaoyu's solemn expression, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart. She quickly knelt and saluted: "Princess, what are your instructions?"

Jiaoyu's eyes were firm, and she said hurriedly, "Xiangcao, go prepare the carriage immediately. I want to go to the Grand Tutor's Mansion in person."

Upon hearing this, Xiangcao was horrified, her face filled with worry. "Princess, if you go out now, what if... what if something happens? And what if the Emperor finds out..."

Jiaoyu raised her hand to interrupt Xiangcao, her eyes revealing an unquestionable determination: "I have made up my mind, no need to say more. You just need to do as I say."

Jiaoyu no longer dared to contact anyone in the palace connected to the Zhang family. She suspected they had already been exposed. Therefore, she had to go there in person. If her father asked about it, whether it was to appease the Zhang family or find some other excuse, she would have a plan for how to deal with it.

Seeing Jiaoyu's firm attitude, Xiangcao didn't dare to say anything more. She could only respond with "yes" and turned around to hurriedly prepare the carriage.

Not long after, Vanilla came back and reported, "Princess, the carriage is ready outside the palace."

Jiaoyu nodded, stood up, straightened her clothes, and looked carefully in the bronze mirror to make sure that her expression was normal. Then she walked out of the hall with firm steps.

Arriving at the carriage, Jiaoyu climbed in with the help of her maid. The carriage slowly started, the wheels rolling, making a dull sound that seemed to hammer at Jiaoyu's uneasy heart. She sat inside, gazing out the window at the familiar palace walls along the way, feeling a mixture of emotions.

This time, she went to the Grand Tutor's Mansion, not knowing what would await her, but she knew that this was her only hope. The carriage sped along the palace road and soon arrived at the palace gate.

The guards at the gate saw that it was Princess Jiaoyu's carriage and quickly saluted to let it pass. After leaving the palace gate, the carriage continued to rush towards the direction of the Grand Tutor's Mansion.

Along the way, Jiaoyu's thoughts were in a whirl. She kept thinking about how to start the conversation when she saw her grandparents, how to convince them to help, and how to deal with them to ensure the interests of herself and her mother.

Soon, the carriage stopped in front of the Grand Tutor's residence. Jiaoyu took a deep breath, calmed herself, then lifted the curtain and, with the help of her attendants, stepped out of the carriage. She looked up at the tall gatehouse of the Grand Tutor's residence. The vermilion door was tightly closed, and the patina on the doorknob gleamed coldly in the sunlight. She gathered her composure, walked towards the door, and gently knocked on the knocker.

"Knock knock knock," the knocking sound echoed in the quiet street, as if knocking on the door of her heart which was full of expectation and anxiety.

In such a chaotic situation, there is always a pure land that has not been disturbed at all. It is the Lanxin Palace in the palace, which is also the palace where Concubine Chun lives now.

The emperor attached great importance to the fetus in Concubine Chun's belly and sent many capable people to guard the palace tightly, making it difficult for even a fly to fly in.

Ever since Concubine Chun was rescued from the fire and accidentally had a miscarriage, she has been following the imperial physician's instructions and staying in bed to take care of the baby.

Nanny Su and the other maids were even more cautious. Even if they heard the rumors from the outside world, they would never mention them in front of Concubine Chun. After all, everyone knew that the slightest emotional fluctuation of Concubine Chun at this time could be detrimental to the fetus in her womb.

Concubine Chun was restricted in her movements and had to stay in bed for long periods of time, which made her life very boring. In her boredom, she asked Nanny Su to find some cloth so that she could try to sew clothes for her unborn child.

At first, Nanny Su was worried that she would be tired and was reluctant to let her do this. But then she thought that if this could give Concubine Chun something to do and relieve her boredom, it would be a good thing, so she agreed.

As Jin An entered Lanxin Palace, he was greeted by a scene of tranquility and peace, a scene of peaceful times. Concubine Chun reclined against the soft headboard, sunlight filtering through the carved window lattices, gently casting a shadow upon her. She held a needle and thread, weaving and weaving with concentration. Her movements, though a little clumsy, were filled with tenderness and anticipation. Every stitch seemed to be poured with endless love for her child.

Concubine Chun felt the slight movement coming from the door and slowly raised her head. When she saw that the person coming was Princess Jin'an, a gentle smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth. She gently put down the small clothes she was sewing in her hands and said softly: "The princess is here. I'm sorry that I am not in good health and cannot greet you in person. Please come and sit here." Her voice was like a spring breeze, soft and soothing, with a bit of laziness and comfort.

Jin'an's face was also filled with a gentle smile. She walked slowly to Chun Guiren's side and said softly, "I haven't visited the Empress for some time. Look at the Empress now. Your complexion is rosy, much better than before." As she spoke, she slowly sat down on the stool near Chun Guiren's couch.

"Now I'm confined all day, forbidden from leaving my bed and moving about freely. All I do every day is eat and sleep, just like when I first became pregnant with him. But I'm much better now. At least I don't have morning sickness, and I can eat and sleep. How can my complexion be bad?" Concubine Chun said with a smile, her hand unconsciously lightly resting on her swollen belly. Her movements were gentle and loving, as if she were whispering to the little life within her belly. At this moment, her face seemed to be shrouded in a soft glow, the light of a mother's love, pure and warm.

Jin An watched the scene quietly, her mind drifting away. A complex expression flashed across her eyes, and an indescribable feeling welled up in her heart.