kvmb Chapter 692: Stepping on a Painful Foot
Chapter 692: Stepping on a Painful Foot
Zhen Huan nodded slightly, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, and she already had a plan in mind.
Which of these rootless people in the palace doesn't love money like his life?
Previously, with Su Peisheng holding her back, Xiao Xiazi could only pick up some silver that slipped out from between the old man's fingers.
If she tempted him with huge benefits, she might be able to take this little Xia Zi for herself.
However, Zhen Huan felt a little embarrassed as she had very little money left in her pocket.
she asked softly.
"Qingluo, did you bring a purse for the reward?"
Qingluo replied with a smile.
"Master, don't worry, I've made preparations."
As she spoke, she poked the bulging pouch on her waist.
Zhen Huan once again admired Prince Guo's thoughtfulness, but at the same time she secretly resented Cui Jinxi for embezzling so much of her money.
Not long after, they arrived outside Yangxin Gate.
Zhen Huan exhaled slowly before taking a step forward.
Xiao Xiazi saw Zhen Huan coming in from a distance. He waited until the others reached the steps before he came to greet her with a smile.
"Her Majesty, Concubine Zhen has arrived. I did not come to greet you. Please forgive me!"
Zhen Huan raised the corners of her mouth and spoke kindly.
"You are too polite, Eunuch Xia. You are serving in the Imperial Court and should prioritize His Majesty."
"I'm here to visit you unexpectedly. I wonder if the Emperor is free?"
Xiao Xiazi bowed and replied respectfully.
"Empress Zhen, I will go in and report immediately. Please wait a moment."
Zhen Huan watched Xiao Xiazi enter the Yangxin Palace, thinking to herself: Qingluo was right. This Xiao Xiazi has completely mastered Su Peisheng's skills. If Su Peisheng can't serve the Emperor, he will be the most likely to ascend to the throne. If he can be recruited, it will be much easier for me to act in the palace in the future.
She glanced at Qingluo, who nodded in understanding.
After a moment, Xiao Xia Zi respectfully invited Zhen Huan in.
Before she stepped into the palace, her expression changed and her brows were quickly filled with sorrow.
The emperor liked her gentleness and weakness, so she revealed the scars in her heart to him.
"Princess Zhen, why are you here instead of recuperating in the palace?"
Zhen Huan slowly knelt down and bowed deeply.
"Your Majesty, I have been immersed in the pain of losing Xiaoyi for the past few days and cannot extricate myself. This is why I was disrespectful. I beg for mercy."
Her behavior confused the emperor. "Punish me? Why do you say that?"
Zhen Huan raised her head with tears in her eyes.
"Your Majesty, it was because I didn't manage my subordinates well that Little Eleven was murdered. If I had discovered Cui Jinxi's ill intentions earlier, our Little Eleven might have..."
"How can someone as blind as me be worthy of being Little Eleven's mother?"
"Your Majesty, please punish me severely, otherwise I will be unable to sleep or eat peacefully..."
As Zhen Huan spoke, she knelt beside the emperor's bed and burst into tears.
The emperor remembered that when the servants reported that Yixiu had lost her child in the rain, he regretted that he had transferred all the palace doctors to Rouze and did not dare to go in to comfort her. What he heard in the yard was the same heart-wrenching cry.
Xiao Shiyi's untimely death was related to the throne, and it was also related to himself.
At that time, I was inexperienced and did not dare to face Yixiu, and failed to open the gate, which led to her extreme behavior later, and now she is acting crazy in Jingyang Palace.
The emperor thought of Yixiu's previous experience, and his heart softened. He stretched out his hands and helped Zhen Huan up.
"Princess Zhen, what happened to Little Eleven is not your fault. Don't worry, you will have children... you will have children in the future."
This was the only dry comfort he could offer.
The emperor has always wanted An Lingrong to give birth to another child for him, but unfortunately there has been no progress so far.
Two days ago, when Wei Lin took his pulse, he tactfully mentioned that his kidneys were damaged.
The kidneys control vital energy, and if they are damaged, it will affect fertility.
Although the emperor kicked Wei Lin out with a dark face, he took these words to heart.
When he casually mentioned the matter of having children, he felt upset and quickly changed the subject.
"I heard that Longyue visited you before?"
When Zhen Huan heard the emperor mention his daughter, she stopped crying and answered with a choked voice.
"Longyue did come to visit me. She knew I was not feeling well, and she stayed with Lingxi for several days."
Her eyes flashed and she continued.
"Sister Mei has raised Longyue very well. If she were still alive, I would have wanted to send Lingxi to her care."
"Your Majesty, I am truly not a qualified mother."
Zhen Huan changed the subject again, tears streaming down her pale face.
"My concubine's little eleven...my concubine's little eleven..."
The emperor listened to Zhen Huan's crying and felt that her words sounded familiar. He glanced at Xiao Xia Zi.
Under his puzzled gaze, the other party silently uttered three words.
The emperor read it twice before he realized that he was talking about "Jingren Palace".
When the emperor heard Zhen Huan's cry again, he couldn't help feeling a little strange.
He coughed lightly and suddenly asked.
"Empress Zhen, are you used to living in Yanxi Palace?"
"Uh... Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. The Seventh, Ninth, and Tenth Princes were all born in the Yanxi Palace. I also hope that my future child can be born there and enjoy your grace."
When Zhen Huan said this, she quietly observed the emperor's expression, and a hint of desire flashed in her eyes.
Unfortunately, the emperor was wondering if the deposed queen was making a fuss again, which is why Concubine Zhen heard it?
Otherwise, the words you use when crying are all the same.
Xiao Xia Zi, however, heard the hidden meaning in Zhen Huan's words. She seemed to be quite interested in the Ninth Prince and the Tenth Prince.
He sneered inwardly, thinking that Concubine Zhen's words had precisely hit his master's sore spot. If she continued to use the premature death of the Eleventh Prince to cause trouble, it would not be long before his master's temporary guilt towards her was exhausted.
As Xiao Xiazi expected, the emperor quickly ordered them to leave.
"Empress Zhen, the spring plowing season will begin in a few days, and I still have memorials to attend to. Please return to Yanxi Palace first and take good care of Lingxi."
His eyes swept across the two silver strands on Zhen Huan's temples, and he added awkwardly.
"And take care of yourself while you're at it."
"I will obey your Majesty. Thank you for your concern."
As soon as Zhen Huan stepped out of the palace, the emperor stood up and walked towards the desk.
Xiao Xiazi, who followed closely behind, saw that the emperor had a gloomy face, so she tactfully presented a bulging purse.
"Your Majesty, this is something that Miss Qingluo, who is beside Concubine Zhen, insisted on giving to me."