northernbook Chapter 143 Very Very Sad
Chapter 143 Very Very Sad
Empress Fucha nodded at Jinzhong and said, "Let him do it. I will feel more at ease."
Hongli felt a little pain on his face - he was embarrassed because the people around him were ignorant and made a fool of themselves in front of the Queen.
He was very tolerant and easy to talk to at this moment: "The harem has always been managed by the Queen, and the Queen has the final say."
He looked at Jinzhong again: "It's rare that the Queen thinks highly of you, work hard and don't let the Queen down."
Jinzhong knelt down and accepted the order: "Yes! I will definitely live up to the emperor and the queen's trust!"
He had excellent manners, and even when he was expressing his loyalty so loudly, his tone and voice were very gentle and pleasant, pleasing to the ears.
Empress Fucha looked at him, nodded, and then looked at Yan Wan.
She was not wearing armor. Her cool hands gently stroked Yan Wan's hair and whispered, "Good child, don't be afraid."
Yan Wan looked at her gentle and drooping eyebrows, and for some reason she thought of her mother again.
Her mother was a person who could not enjoy life. When she gave birth to her first child, she was granted the privilege of entering the palace, but she became a laughing stock. Her favorite thing to do every day was to smoke a hookah and ask her for things, muttering that princesses were useless and that she must give birth to a prince.
The smell of cigarettes seemed to still linger at the tip of her nose. That smell was disgusting and lingered on her clothes. She couldn't get rid of it even if she sent them to a laundry.
She pursed her lips and smiled shyly, driving away the gloomy images in her mind, and smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes: "We need to let Sister Meipin know about this as soon as possible, so that we can be prepared to raise a child nine months later."
Empress Fucha touched her hair lovingly and said, "It's all good. You take care of the birth and she takes care of the raising. This is also good."
She had raised four children herself, but now only Jingjing is left.
Now that Wanwan is about to give birth to a baby, she actually thinks this is a good thing.
Wanwan is so weak and she is still a child. Since she is willing to hand the child over to Meipin, there is nothing wrong with it.
Hongli said with a smile: "If it was a prince, would you also let Meipin raise him for you?"
Yan Wan nodded with a smile on her face: "It's just right for me to keep Yongqi company. Yongqi has already promised me that he will love the child I give to Meipin very much and will not surpass other princes and princesses."
Hongli pointed at her: "You! You are really spoiled. You dare to say anything!"
If it were someone else, they would definitely say that they treat all princes and princesses equally. They would not be like her, who was overly honest.
Yan Wan smiled awkwardly but did not take back her previous words: "I am incompetent and cannot raise this child myself. I already feel guilty. If I give birth to another child in the future and raise it myself, I will definitely be partial to her. I can only be clever and try my best to make her happy.
Hongli was helpless: "You!"
He saw Yan Wan saying a few words, and couldn't help but look at Empress Fucha, and sighed in his heart: "While you guys are talking, I have some government affairs to deal with. I will come to have dinner with you later."
He looked at Jing Yu and said, "Take good care of your mother and Yan Wan."
Jing Yu said solemnly: "Don't worry, Father Emperor. I will obey your orders!"
Hongli patted Empress Fucha on the shoulder and went to the next room.
As soon as Hongli left, Empress Fucha sent the servants to get things for Yanwan and asked Lianxin to guard the door.
Yanwan knew she couldn't escape, so she drooped her head and grabbed the quilt.
Empress Fucha's face was serious: "What happened? Why did Concubine Xian fall into the water for no reason?"
Yan Wan tried to downplay the incident: "Concubine Xian was probably drugged and was in a bad mood. When I saw it, she was already angry and dragged Chunchan into the water."
Empress Fucha was horrified when she heard this: "Why did she have to pull Chunchan for no reason? She wanted to pull you!"
Yan Wan hurriedly comforted her: "Don't worry, madam. I am smart and will run to the shore as soon as I see something is wrong. Concubine Xian will not succeed."
Empress Fucha's face was grim: "I knew that the death of Su Lian last time failed to spur me to death, and the person behind the scenes would definitely not let it go! I just didn't expect that she would dare to attack you!"
Yan Wan looked at Empress Fucha inquiringly: "Your Majesty seems to have known the murderer for a long time?"
Empress Fucha looked at Jingjue.
Jing Jing looked back at her in confusion.
Empress Fucha closed her eyes and lowered her voice, "Su Lian, she listened to my mother's words back then and was determined to eliminate dissidents for me. She teamed up with Jiapin to do a lot of things, including Xiyue, Meipin's child, and Yi Guiren... She did it all behind my back."
Yanwan was surprised.
She had always known that Concubine Jia was cruel and ruthless, but she had never imagined that with her carefree personality, she could be so calm and composed, and even use the senior palace maids around the Empress for her own benefit.
She also understood why the Queen had some guesses but didn't say a word.
What is the difference between what Su Lian did and what the empress did? Who would believe that Su Lian acted on her own initiative instead of following orders?
Yan Wan said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, please don't say this again. I haven't heard anything today. When a person dies, it's like a light goes out. There are some things that we didn't know before, and we won't know them in the future."
Empress Fucha's face turned pale. "I won't tell His Majesty. Just like His Majesty can't treat me as an ordinary wife, I can't treat His Majesty as an ordinary husband either."
Yan Wan opened her mouth and whispered, "He deserves it."
Empress Fucha: “…”
Her heavy and apologetic mood suddenly broke apart: "You kid!"
Jing Jing burst out laughing, and the gloom in his heart caused by hearing what Su Lian had done gradually dissipated.
She already understood why the Empress Dowager had mentioned Su Lian. First, to tell Wan Wan so that she could be prepared. Second, to tell her who was about to get married that she couldn't trust even the confidantes she brought from her natal family, or even the maid who had grown up with her since childhood. Otherwise, it would easily lead to the current situation.
Su Lian is a very good person, but her goodness represents the ideas and interests of the Fucha family. The transformation in the past year was also due to the heavy blow she received from the Empress Dowager, which enabled her to wake up and stop the loss in time.
However, the big mistake made at that time is still a huge hidden danger today.
Jing Jue thought about it seriously and said, "There are not many people left around Jiapin. The only one who knows about Su Lian is Zhenshu."
Yan Wan said in a very light voice: "Then send Zhen Shu off."
Since just teaching her a lesson wasn't enough, then let Jiapin suffer unbearable pain.
Empress Fucha said calmly: "This is easy. You and Jingjue are not allowed to interfere."
Yan Wan was anxious: "Your Majesty! You finally got the Emperor to let go of his grudges..."
Empress Fucha held Yanwan's shoulders and let her lie back down. "Over the years, I have done good and bad things. I am not a white porcelain that is not tainted by right and wrong, nor am I a saint with clean hands. Wanwan, I know where the emperor's bottom line is."
Yan Wan rarely saw her being so dignified towards her, but she knew that her expression meant that the matter was no longer open to debate.
Yan Wan felt warm and sad in her heart, and couldn't help hugging her: "My queen, you must live a long life. If you are gone, I will be very, very sad."