Chapter 312: Regaining Favor
Cao Ruomi sat alone, staring blankly at the empty seat opposite.
Wen Jin turned around and returned after seeing off Zhang Baoyue.
"My dear, if you help Zhang Hongde like this, if the matter is revealed, won't you be in trouble? Why don't you stay out of the matter and sit back and watch the tigers fight?"
"Ajin, now is no better than before, we can't do it anymore So passive.”
Cao Ruomi's eyes were lifeless, like an empty shell without a soul, and his voice was indescribably tired.
"Ajin, you have followed me from the day I married into the palace. After so many years, you can also see that apart from this post, what else is left for me? What? None..."
"Your Majesty's heart has never been here, nor can it be here. He wants to fight for power with the Queen Mother, so how can I support him? If I turn towards him, the Queen Mother will The first one pulled me down."
Cao Ruomi laughed.
"You also know that my father is upright and has offended many people. My brother only knows how to lead troops. After the death of my eldest sister-in-law, he is even more unsociable. They are obviously the ones who sent me to the position of queen. But they never consider how difficult it is for me.”
She took a slow breath and held back her tears: "At least they are alive, and there are still people who will care about them, but they are dead. If I hadn't been trying to win over the Zhou family and the Hulu family, I would have been the queen for a long time. "
Cao Ruomi looked expressionless and poked his heart: "Ajin, do you know? In order to be this queen, there is nothing left here. If there is nothing left now. If you lose even this position, then what is the meaning of my life?”
Wen Jin’s eyes were sore, and she slowly knelt in front of Cao Ruomi: “My dear, don’t say that, you still have the prince and the second son? Prince."
"Prince? Second Prince?" Cao Ruomi didn't blink and shook his head slowly, "Isn't it because of Yang'er that I did this? "How can there be a prince or a prince?"
Wen Jin's eyes were slightly red: "You still have a master, and the master will not ignore you."
Cao Ruomi kept his eyes still and smiled weakly: "Ah Yun, hey, he will have his own child soon, how can he care about Yang'er and Xin'er?"
Wen Jin Chaodian He glanced at the door and lowered his voice: "Empress, why don't you tell me the truth? If he knows, it will be useless even if Lianyang has ten or eight more children!"
Cao Ruomi lowered his long eyelashes and shook his head. : "You don't understand him. He is so devoted to me now because he feels guilty about that night. If he knew that Xin'er was his child, not only would he not be so dedicated again, but he would even die to apologize."
"I have already felt sorry for Axiang, how can I kill Ayun again? What's more, I still need their Zhou family..."
Wen Jin sighed: "You shouldn't have done it in the first place Give Lian Yang to your Excellency.”
Cao Ruomi was silent for a moment and asked, "Why haven't you seen Danqing enter the palace these days?"
Wen Jin raised her eyes, her eyes bright and full of meaning.
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Concubine Shu’s return to favor was not too surprising in the eyes of the harem people.
After all, on the day the ban was lifted, the truth was found out. The butterfly carp in Hanguang Palace did not die from improper maintenance, but were poisoned by someone with intentional intentions.
The poison was strange, not a common poison, but the fish kept swimming after eating it until it died of exhaustion, so it was not easy to be discovered.
It was found that the poisoner was a young palace servant. Unfortunately, he fell into the well and died. It is still unknown who ordered him, and the clues have been cut off.
This can be regarded as Concubine Shu being envied by others, suffering unfair injustice, and being detained in the palace for so many days in vain.
Some people say that it was Concubine Shu who came up with a way to get rid of the ban; others said that it was someone who was jealous of Lu Zhaoyi and Zhang Hongde and wanted to use Concubine Shu to destroy their prestige; still others said that it was The emperor no longer wanted to hold Concubine Shu captive, so he found a way out...
But no matter which one she was, it was an indisputable fact that Concubine Shu was favored again, but she was not as ostentatious as before.
As winter approaches, the days are obviously shorter. After the sun sets, it is damp and cold outside, and even the wind blowing into the house is chilly.
Yuan Zhi carefully closed the window sash and moved the 'green peony' that had been removed to its original position. "Once the doors and windows were closed, I only looked at the flowers in the hall. I really thought it was still autumn."
Mu Yan was already packing up his pen and ink, and smiled silently when he heard the words. Everyone knew that Mrs. Yurui loved flowers, so flowers were constantly planted in Hanguang Palace, some were rewarded by the emperor, and some were given by noble women.
Xianglan came over with embroidered winter clothes, but saw Liang Huan sitting in front of the desk with a frown on her face, silent.
She put the winter clothes aside: "Is your Majesty feeling unwell? Why does your face look wrong?"
When Xianglan asked this, everyone's eyes fell on the face of the person sitting quietly, feeling very nervous.
Liang Huan nodded lightly: "It's always like this during this period. Occasionally, there will be strong labor pains, but after a while, it will return to normal."
Listen to her, Yuan Zhi also gathered around: "Mother, you are not feeling well, why didn't you tell us earlier?"
Xianglan was about to send the palace servants to ask for the imperial doctor, but Liang Huan waved his hand to stop him: "Have you forgotten? I myself Do you know how to heal? ”
Xianglan disagreed: "I have forgotten when you look at your Majesty. It is difficult for a doctor to heal himself."
Yuan Zhi nodded repeatedly at the side: "My Majesty can't trust others, so the Imperial Doctor should trust you, right?"
Liang Huan looked at the people surrounding him and nodded helplessly with a smile: "Let's wait until tomorrow. It's too late today. If the situation still exists tomorrow, please ask the imperial doctor to come and take a look."
< br>When she said this, several people had no choice but to nod.
Liang Huan took a look at the Yao plate that Xianglan placed on the table. The newly made winter clothes sent by the Yisi Department were all embroidered with butterflies.
The butterflies have different postures and colors, and each one is lively and lifelike.
Liang Han lowered his eyes and stroked them carefully.
Xianglan said: "Compared with your needlework (zhǐ), my servant's work is really rough. Let me take a look, is there anything that needs improvement?"
Liang Hu cleaned up the needlework when he mentioned it. In a good mood, he read each one carefully. After finishing it, he said seriously: "Only in terms of embroidery techniques, I have mastered them very well. I am meticulous and strictly follow the requirements. However, because I pay too much attention to the skills, it seems to be quite formal and rigid." It's stiff, only a form, no soul."
Yuan Zhi pulled the butterfly back and forth and looked back in surprise, "This is not good at embroidery, let alone this slave. However, your requirements are too strict. Isn’t that harsh? Sister Xianglan is the aunt in charge of Hanguang Palace and is not from the Department of Clothes. Why should she do so well?”
Liang Huan smiled: "I didn't like to learn these things when I was young. Later, when things really happened, I realized that it's always good for people to have skills at hand. Even if they can't be saved by others, they can still save themselves. Especially women."< br>
They also heard about the affairs of Concubine Shu's family, and the atmosphere became inexplicably cold.
Seeing that several people were silent, Liang Huan smiled clearly and said: "Mu Yan wants to study and be literate, and you like to make incense with me. Xianglan has a stable temperament and is very patient in doing things. I thought about it, I think this needlework skill can be taught to her."
Yuan Zhi smacked her lips: "My dear, you really have a lot to learn when you were young..."
"My dear——"< br>
While talking, someone from the palace hurriedly ran in.
A few people looked back.
Xiang Lan suppressed a smile: "Why are you so worried?"
The palace man gasped: "Yes, it's the Taiwei's wife."
Liang Huan was surprised. : "What happened to Danqing?"
(End of this chapter)