The news of the Tibetan spy's escape from prison and Lu Jingxing's dismissal by the Sage had already spread throughout the capital. Mo Yuxi knew about it and was not surprised.
She thought that since Yuxi had entered the Eastern Palace and her brother had left the capital, she would have let go. She didn't expect her to still be thinking of her brother; she was also a foolish person.
Her question was subtle, and Yu Mingyue didn't know how to persuade her. She only said, "Don't worry, can our great Wei be coveted by a mere Tibet? At Yumenguan, there are the ten thousand troops of Marquis Chenliu. He is a master of warfare, brave and skilled, with the might to hold a pass against all. With him at Yumenguan, it will surely be safe."
Mo Yuxi nodded, "That's good, that's good."
Walls have ears; speaking some words would only harm him. Knowing he was well, she was relieved.
In fact, she had no improper thoughts. She knew that it was absolutely impossible between them, but it was not easy to let go of someone in one's heart.
It was not easy for Yu Mingyue to enter the palace. As it was already noon, she stayed to have a meal with Mo Yuxi.
"Why are you eating so plainly during your confinement? Even if you want to maintain your figure, you should do so in moderation," Yu Mingyue said with a half-joking tone.
Of course, she knew that Mo Yuxi was not deliberately trying to maintain her figure. However, it was difficult to say that she was always depressed and had a poor appetite, which made her so thin.
"My lady misunderstands. Her Highness has been unable to stand the smell of meat since she became pregnant. Otherwise, she would vomit incessantly. We thought it would get better after giving birth to the little imperial grandson, but it's still the same," A Ying said with a worried expression.
"Unable to eat meat? Have the imperial physicians seen her?" Yu Mingyue was surprised that it was so serious.
"They have already seen her. There is no major issue. The imperial physicians said that vegetables also contain nutrients, and it's not necessary to eat meat. Try this. This is a cook specially hired by His Highness the Crown Prince. She makes the best Jiangnan cuisine," Mo Yuxi said, giving Yu Mingyue a piece of glutinous rice lotus root.
Yu Mingjing's resignation and departure from the capital might have been partly due to her. The day he left the capital, she vowed that as long as he did not return safely to the capital, she would remain a vegetarian and pray for his safe return every day.
Thinking of him in the harsh and cold land of Yumenguan, what was her vegetarian diet in comparison?
Yu Mingyue, however, was thinking about how to get Nan Xing to enter the palace to examine Yuxi's strange illness. Nan Xing had considerable expertise in the field of gynecology.
However, it was extremely difficult for an outside physician to enter the palace, so she would have to find another opportunity.
The palace had many rules, and Yu Mingyue could not stay long. She had to leave shortly after lunch. Mo Yuxi, still in confinement, could not see her off far, so she could only stand at the door and watch her figure recede.
A Ying supported Mo Yuxi, her face filled with concern, "My lady, Madam Yu has already left."
"Do you think they look alike?"
"Who does my lady think looks alike?"
Mo Yuxi shook her head, "It's nothing. Help me lie down."
Yu Mingyue did not expect this to be her last meeting with Mo Yuxi. Mo Yuxi had been suffering from continuous lochia after giving birth to the little imperial grandson. The day after meeting Yu Mingyue, she suddenly began to bleed profusely, and the imperial physicians were helpless.
Mo Yuxi lay on the bed, her eyes vacant, feeling an intense coldness all over her body. She knew she was dying but felt no fear; instead, she felt relieved.
In fact, she should have died the night she gave birth, but leaving like that felt somewhat unwilling.
Now that she had seen Sixth Lady, it was as if she had seen him. She had no regrets in death.
If there were a next life, no, she didn't want a next life. Even if she were a blade of grass or a small flower, as long as she was free, that would be enough.
"My lady," A Ying cried, tears streaming down her face, "His Highness has been notified. He will return to the palace immediately. And Madam, Madam is also coming to the palace soon. Please wait a little longer."
Mo Yuxi gently shook her head, "No need. I am tired. A Ying, I have no regrets..."
With that, she slowly closed her eyes, a faint smile on her lips. Her life had been cautious and timid, never her own. Now, she was finally free.