On the surface, Zong Zheng Lin and Mu Xi Yao appeared to have reached an agreement, but in reality, their standards of conduct differed. In the future, the Sixth Highness's moral compass would gradually collapse, consumed by Mu Xi Yao's 'numerous misdeeds'.
"Your Highness." With the matter settled Mu Xi Yao engaged in a serious conversation with Zong Zheng Lin about the gift for the little bun Cheng Qing's first birthday, which had been 'carried' into the garden.
When it came to the aspects that Mu Xi Yao disapproved of most about Zong Zheng Lin, it was his excessive indulgence and pampering of Cheng Qing.
"Your Highness has acquired numerous rare treasuries from Shuzhong, many of which are priceless antiques of extraordinary value. How can these items be casually given to a child?"
Yan Cheng Zhou had brought along people carrying boxes and cages, accompanied by an inventory detailing the origins of each item. As for their value, over seventy percent were classified as 'rare treasures'. With just these two boxes of items…Mu Xi Yao looked through them one by one and was utterly astonished.
In the previous life, many of these things were displayed in the Empress Dowager's and Yuancheng Emperor's palaces. After Zong Zheng Lin ascended the throne, he selected a few to be placed in the imperial study for appreciation and enjoyment. From this, it was evident that these hot potatoes were not just expensive; their worth transcended monetary value.
And now, the Sixth Highness was sending them over without batting an eyelid, giving them to the tiny little tot. Mu Xi Yao found this inappropriate.
Zong Zheng Lin embraced the woman in his arms, his eyes showing tenderness.
He had grown accustomed to seeing people bowing to express their gratitude. It was extremely rare to encounter someone like Mu Xi Yao, who had objections to rewards from her lord husband, not only in the Sixth Prince's residence but also in the homes of noble families.
This woman was not indifferent to wealth, but she was keenly aware of boundaries. Especially when it came to things she should not touch, she exercised great caution and self-restraint.
However, Zong Zheng Lin's understanding of Mu Xi Yao was misguided. The reason Mu Xi Yao knew 'when to ask and when to hold back' was because she was still under the constraint of the Yuancheng Emperor, whom she couldn't defy. She had no choice but to act with prudence for the time being. If Zong Zheng Lin were in charge, her behavior would completely differ.
"Does Jiao Jiao know, what is the biggest gain from this journey?" Zong Zheng Lin hadn't initially revealed it, not wanting to alarm this woman. If it weren't to ease her concerns at the moment, Zong Zheng Lin wouldn't have brought it up in her presence. This woman delved even into a tiny unusual event. If she were to find out about this, her curiosity would undoubtedly be boundless.
Mu Xi Yao pondered silently. Was Zong Zheng Lin implying that a single item alone could contend with the priceless treasures in this room?
"Your Highness, did you present that item to His Majesty?" Since these objects appeared before her, it must have been with the approval of the Yuancheng Emperor. To make Yuancheng Emperor, who always attached immense importance to the treasury, to generously bestow such lavish rewards could only mean that Zong Zheng Lin had presented him with an even greater surprise!
What exactly could it be? Mu Xi Yao contemplated deeply.
In the previous life, Zong Zheng Lin hadn't been involved in suppressing the Shuzhong bandits, and she possessed scant details. This event preceded War in Mobei; if she could piece things together….Mu Xi Yao's mind quickly searched for several major events from the previous life, seeking any subtle connections between them.
After the War in Mobei, the military supplies for the Great Wei's stationed troops were replenished…the snow disaster in four regions of Liaodong, the imperial court's effective relief efforts…Yuancheng Emperor's tax exemptions…
All these signs indicated that, in the previous life, the Great Wei's treasury had become abundant during a certain period! And fitting within that timeframe, it would have been before Zong Zheng Lin was conferred the title of prince, after the Shuzhong rebels were eradicated by the General-in-Chief of Anxi, personally appointed by Yuancheng Emperor!
Could it be… Mu Xi Yao suddenly raised her head, locking her gaze on the man before her, whose eyes were deep and enigmatic. She stared wide-eyed, left utterly speechless.
Compared to these precious and rare treasuries, the reason that could make Yuancheng Emperor generously reward Zong Zheng Lin was undoubtedly—"The hidden treasure of Prince of Yi!" Mu Xi Yao murmured in astonishment.
Zong Zheng Lin's pupils suddenly contracted. He lowered his head and looked at the still-shocked woman, his expression dark and inscrutable.
Mu Xi Yao was sharp; The Sixth Highness had known that from the beginning. However, he hadn't expected this woman to be so astute. In less than half an incense stick's time, she had managed to discover even the faintest clues and deduced the situation with uncanny accuracy!
How did she learn about 'the hidden treasure of Prince of Yi'? He himself had obtained precise information about this matter only at the last minute.
"Does Your Highness wonder why Qie made such an assumption?" If there was anything about Zong Zheng Lin that Mu Xi Yao disliked, it was the common ailment of emperors: excessive paranoia!
His reaction wasn't rooted in genuine suspicion towards Mu Xi Yao. Rather, it was an inherent inclination to address the issue objectively and get the heart of it. This twisted desire for control made Mu Xi Yao scoff.
"《Annotations, Commentary, and Interpretations on the Water Classics》has conducted numerous analyses and speculations concerning the unique terrain in the area around Songmang Mountain in Shuzhong. Among them, there's a mention that during the reign of Wen Emperor, the lineage of the Prince of Yi had amassed wealth for generations, hidden deep within an underground palace. Due to a lack of convincing evidence, it was regarded as a populist utterance aimed at pleasing the masses at that time." Mu Xi Yao's eyes sparkled, showing great interest in the hidden treasure of the Prince of Yi. The ways of the world are unpredictable; there have always been those considered absurd who suddenly become celebrated as wise scholars overnight. The opinions of people should not be entirely relied upon."
Mu Xi Yao only took a brief glance at Zong Zheng Lin's reaction to know that her words had hit the mark.
"Jiao Jiao's genuine love for books lives up to your reputation." Zong Zheng Lin praised.
《Commentary on the Water Classics》consisted of two volumes, spanning one hundred and twenty scrolls.《Annotation and Interpretations》served as a supplementary text, focusing on often the most intricate content within the main text.
For ordinary people, even reading the entire main text was a challenge. Having the patience to search for and read the 《Annotation and Interpretations》was exceedingly rare. Mu Xi Yao's ability to read them showcased her disciplined approach to learning, her sincere love for books, and her passion for seeking the real truth.
In Zong Zheng Lin's memory, there were rumors in Shengjing that Zhu Ge Li had read over a thousand scrolls. He wondered, in comparison to Mu Xi Yao, who might be more superior.
"Jiao Jiao is clever. What was acquired this time is indeed an inventory of hidden treasures."
Mu Xi Yao had a flash of understanding. There had to be seals in the inventory as evidence; as for what came next, further words were unnecessary.
"Your Highness has expressed intentions for a Mobei military campaign, which would likely mean returning to Shuzhong won't be on your agenda." If Zong Zheng Lin were to embark on the planned expedition to Mobei and relinquish his hold on valuable Shuzhong, Mu Xi Yao would find it quite regrettable.
"Indeed. Imperial Father has assigned Eighth Brother with complete authority to take charge of affairs."
Upon hearing this, Mu Xi Yao furrowed her brows. Zong Zheng Han! If this person takes on the task and Yuancheng Emperor was to be pleased once more, wouldn't that be aiding the enemy?
"Where does Your Highness think the hidden treasure of Prince of Yi is?"
Zong Zheng Lin raised his eyebrow. This woman, Mu Xi Yao…yesterday, Di Wu Yi Zhao asked the same question.
"What does Jiao Jiao think?"
Mu Xi Yao grabbed both sides of the ribbons on his crown and tied them into a knot. "Qie is just a woman and truly unknowledgeable when it comes to matters of state. However, Qie recalls from the records in books that the Prince of Yi used titanium gold and molybdenum in the construction of his temporary palace. This content belongs to , if you see this translation elsewhere, it's been stolen!
Zong Zheng Lin pulled her mischievous little hands down, looked at the disarrayed crown ribbon, and frowned.
Once again, she was spot-on. Di Wu Yi Zhao had specifically tasked Gong Shu Yang to look up over a hundred books related to Prince of Yi, yet unexpectedly, he couldn't match Mu Xi Yao's impromptu response.
"How many books has Jiao Jiao read?" Going by what she revealed in her words, it was probably quite abundant.
Mu Xi Yao delicately yawned and her eyes gradually welled with moisture. It looked like she was getting sleepy.
"Never counted." Since taking the elixir, her mental prowess has grown substantially, to the extent that she has almost developed a photographic memory. The books she has perused at the Qingzhou Library combined with the sole copies of the books Zong Zheng Lin procured for her, it appears that the total count was quite a few.
Gently stroking her back, Zong Zheng Lin picked her up and placed her on the bed.
"Regarding the affairs in Shuzhong, Imperial Father has appointed two supervisors to assist Zong Zheng Han in his duties." "Zong Zheng Lin's words came to a halt, but a smile appeared on Mu Xi Yao's face.
The capabilities of the Sixth Highness and his good-for-nothing adviser were indeed impressive.
"These subjects greet Your Highness," the two Sirs Administrative Assistants of the Imperial Academy of Medicine arrived as planned. Upon entering, they were taken aback to find the Sixth Highness standing with hands behind his back, his back turned to them, admiring the blooming hibiscus in the vase.
"No need for formalities. Sirs, please have a seat." Zong Zheng Lin told them to rise, but he didn't turn around. Instead, he bent down and picked up the scissors, trimming the overly irregular and soft branches and leaves into a much neater and defined form. Upon a second glance, this hibiscus had taken on a new, refreshed appearance.
Zong Zheng Lin closely surveyed the other potted plants placed in He Lian'shi's quarters; each one was by the book, indistinguishable from those found in the palace. Though in full bloom with grandeur, they were devoid of liveliness.
Recalling the sweet osmanthuses and elephant's galls1 in Mu Xi Yao's room, which she had trimmed into peculiar shapes, it appeared that the little woman's taste was a bit eccentric, but their charm shined through abundantly.
For instance, in Cheng Qing's room, when he went there yesterday, he found a pot of purple sage placed on the long narrow table. After being groomed by Mu Xi Yao, it transformed into a round shape. With two ornaments pinned on it, it resembled the smiling face she often favored.
A smile unconsciously appeared on Zong Zheng Lin's lips. That chubby, round object sat right next to his son's little bed, and when looked at from a distance, it was even larger than Cheng Qing's head by a full circle.
Having already sent someone to summon He Lian'shi, Zong Zheng Lin left the two physicians waiting while indulging himself, imitating Mu Xi Yao's manner as he attempted to do some trimming on the other side with the sweet osmanthus.
The two Sirs were invited by the Sixth Highness to take their seats in the hall. They dared not utter a word so as not to disrupt His Highness's 'important affair'. They observed quietly from the side, but their sense of unease only grew stronger.
Until just a moment ago, His Highness had been quite courteous, but all of a sudden, when working on the sweet osmanthus, he made a few thoughtless cuts that lacked refinement. It appeared to bear some ill omen?
Such a perfectly fine and exquisite potted flower, now transformed beyond recognition. Could this, whether overtly or covertly, imply some message His Highness was reluctant to express?
How could those who run errands in the palace ever hope to establish a solid foothold if they lacked any judgment or foresight? After sitting like this for a while, the expressions of the two Sirs turned increasingly grave.
Could it be that the Sixth Highness was using these flowers to send them a warning? His Highness must have placed great importance on the Principal Consort's health. During upcoming pulse examinations, they have to stay concentrated and absolutely mustn't make any mistakes. The lord before them had never been the one to show compassion and was accustomed to commanding with authority.
"Your Highness," He Lian Min Min was dressed in an imperial princess consort attire, with bright yellow brocade embroidered with auspicious cloud and blossoms motifs. Though not exceptionally beautiful, her entire bearing showcased an excellent upbringing.
"Greetings, two Sirs." Upon noticing the serious expressions on the two, He Lian Min Min couldn't help but feel on edge. After all, she had been raised with a strict upbringing at home and had never been involved in deceitful actions. This was her first encounter, and furthermore, it was a matter of utmost importance—one with no room for retreat—that left her feeling quite uneasy.
In addition, His Highness orchestrated this matter with excessive confidentiality. To put it plainly, it was akin to deceiving the emperor! Having to bear such a weighty affair in heart alone, it would be hard for anyone to stay completely calm.
"He Lian'shi has arrived. Bendian will have to trouble the two of you." Zong Zheng Lin cast a casual glance at He Lian Min Min and instantly sensed her nervousness.
"Whether Bendian's Princess Consort is unwell or may have fallen victim to foul play, both of you must conduct a thorough examination." Zong Zheng Lin had confidence in Yu Gu's abilities. His words were meant to reassure He Lian Min Min.
He Lian Min Min no longer felt that deep yearning for Zong Zheng Lin's tenderness as she faced him. Yesterday, she had come to understand that his affection for her, however significant, couldn't surpass the necessity of bearing his offspring. She had feelings for Zong Zheng Lin, but regrettably, the Sixth Highness had another person in his heart. So be it… they would treat each other with respect, and when the time was right, they would have a child. Compared to most noble daughters from prominent families, she wouldn't be considered faring poorly.
Besides, there were also the Crown Princess and First Princess Consort as 'shining examples'. At the very least, she couldn't possibly be worse off than those two.
A quarter of an hour later, the two Sirs courteously bid their farewell, their demeanor and words displaying a notable reverence towards Zong Zheng Lin.
Just looking at the dark and grim expression on that person's face, it was clear that there would be a reckoning in the days to come. As for who was so unfortunate enough to provoke him, they were already prepared to be spectators.
"Your Highness." He Lian Min Min felt gratitude but didn't know how to express it. Their relationship as husband and wife had become so awkward that she, as the wife, had to thank her lord husband specifically for concealing the issue of her infertility. He Lian Min Min wasn't sure whether she should feel fortunate or saddened by this.
"This matter has been taken care of. You've been under strain for a few days, so make sure to get some rest." Zong Zheng Lin stood up and called for Wei Zhen, who was waiting at the door. Without waiting for He Lian Min Min to formulate her response, the two of them had already walked away.
He Lian Min Min watched the sweet osmanthus, which had been transformed beyond recognition by the Sixth Highness's trimming. Without a word, she ordered for the tea to be removed and left the main hall with the support of a momo.
She gazed up at the bright autumn day, her heart free of hesitation. Let's just live like this. With a child, she could peacefully reside in Chanruo Courtyard, no longer harboring any unrealistic hopes.
"Momo, send word to the family." She had narrowly escaped this ordeal, but their positions might have to be reversed in the near future. She hadn't forgotten the grievances she had endured before.
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Empress Dowager Jin lightly tapped the kang table2 with her finger, turned over a page of the scripture, and then raised her hand to dismiss the eunuch who had delivered the message.
"The Sixth's Consort has suffered injustice. Bring Aijia's gold and jade headdress to reward her." As long as she was healthy, it was for the best. Ending this farce sooner would also spare the Emperor from being distracted by unrelated affairs.
Zong Zheng Ying on the side, who was attending to the Old Ancestor and massaging her legs, couldn't help but reveal a conceited expression.
"Does Xiao Si3 think that resolving the He Lian family's matter will erase many of your wrongdoings?" The Empress Dowager noticed her expression and her tone turned stern, "When can we expect a definite answer regarding the issue of offspring Aijia discussed with you last time? You've been married for over two years. Although the Prince Consort's family is cautious due to your status and won't go too far, if they use the excuse that you've committed seven offenses4, even if it becomes an irreparable mess, Aijia won't have a basis to speak up for you."
Zong Zheng Ying's smile froze, and she repeatedly expressed her remorse with a lowered head.
Prince Consort? Hmph! Yang Guo Kang's ancestors were no more than humble commoners, and if not for the favor of the Gaozu Emperor, who promoted him to the position of the Grand Minister in the secretariat, their family wouldn't have risen to prominence.
Yang Guo Kang married a princess, so it was inappropriate for him to hold an official position in the court. Instead, he was assigned a nominal post and spent his time at the academy. Zong Zheng Ying was well aware of what he was thinking.
If it weren't for the marriage bestowed by the Yuancheng Emperor, Yang Guo Kang harbored ambitions of entering the Hanlin Academy5. Unfortunately, the sudden wealth from the heavens put an end to his future career prospects. This also left the di grandson of the Yang family, the one they were most proud of, essentially wasted. It was easy to imagine that Zong Zheng Ying was not well-liked in the Yang family. If it weren't for her unattainable high status, how could Yang Guo Kang have reluctantly settled for a bedchamber maid?
That man had an innate inclination for chasing skirts. Zong Zheng Ying wished she could gouge his ignorant dog eyes.
She had harbored resentment towards the Yuancheng Emperor. Back then, why did he choose her of all people, betrothing her to this embroidered pillowrefers to one who is outwardly attractive but lacking ability or talent inside; just a "pretty face" who neither fit high nor low status, yet proclaimed himself to be extraordinarily talented?
After finally accepting her fate and trying to live with him, the fact that she couldn't conceive his child frustrated Zong Zheng Ying the most. She had condescended herself, yet she had attracted gossip from outsiders. This was simply outrageous.
"When you have free time, focus more on nurturing your health and avoid unnecessary conflicts. Otherwise, just stay quietly in Aijia's palace." In truth, the Empress Dowager felt sympathy for her granddaughter who had lost the support and protection of her maternal family. Unfortunately, this girl was so disappointing that the Empress Dowager had to exercise stricter discipline to prevent her from going down the wrong path.
"On the day of your Sixth Imperial Brother's eldest son's first birthday celebration, several high-ranking palace members will accompany Consort Shu to personally offer their congratulations. It might be somewhat quiet here. Xiao Si can come over to keep Aijia company and engage in a little chat. If the gifts are presented, that will be enough. Aijia believes the Sixth won't make things difficult for you." Seeing Zong Zheng Ying's shocked expression, Empress Dowager Jin's face turned cold, "What's the matter, are you not willing?"
Startled, Zong Zheng Ying quickly moved behind the Empress Dowager and began attentively massaging her shoulders. "Old Ancestor, what are you saying? How could your granddaughter not recognize the grace you've bestowed? Your granddaughter is eagerly looking forward to it." To cover up her earlier carelessness, Zong Zheng Ying reluctantly put on a cheerful facade, smiling and complying.
What was going on? Why did they suddenly forbid her from visiting Zong Zheng Lin's residence to offer her congratulations? While the Old Ancestor said she wanted her to accompany her, in reality, she was just preventing her from going to the prince's residence. She had originally planned to use the excuse of He Lian Min Min's turnaround to give Mu Xi Yao a hard time, but now her plans were ruined. If she believed this was a coincidence, she would have wasted these ten-plus years in the palace!
What a clever Mu'shi! Somehow, she had managed to cross the inner chamber and present her idea directly to the Old Ancestor. It was evident that this tactic was aimed at her! Zong Zheng Ying was seething with anger inside but had to serve the Empress Dowager with a smile. This feeling made her hate Mu Xi Yao to her core.
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"Did you say she is fine?" Wan Jing Wen clenched her fists tightly, her eyes bloodshot.
"It's impossible, absolutely impossible!" She had used every trick in the book and expended all her efforts to send someone to He Lian'shi's side, overcoming numerous obstacles. There were only two people who could get close to her and earn her trust.
Now that Bi Lan was gone, the only one capable of accomplishing the task left…after paying such a great price and years of painstaking effort, how could she let He Lian Min Min get away?
"How could Niu Qi have been exposed? Who in Shengjing City possesses such capability?" Besides, even if someone could discern it, there was no way they could have saved He Lian Min Min from the dire situation in just two days and eliminated the toxins that had accumulated in her body over the years. This content belongs to , if you see this translation elsewhere, it's been stolen!
Seven years! He Lian Min Min's blood carried poison, and her body was no longer suitable for bearing children. How could such a condition be cured? Wan Jing Wen wasn't a fool; how could she easily believe it?
Zhu Jin contemplated for a long time, feeling that her Mistress's train of thought had gone astray.
"Mistress, Niu Qi's poison is unique; how could it be so easily neutralized by someone? This servant suspects that someone has covered it up for Principal Consort."
Wan Jing Wen was racking her brains, filled with anger and resentment that made her head spin. Suddenly, with a hint from Zhu Jin, she instantly understood.
It all made sense now! He Lian'shi was essentially hiding this in secret, even daring to deceive the emperor. This treacherous woman would truly stop at nothing for the sake of wealth and glory.
Wan Jing Wen was about to expose her deceit when she suddenly looked at Zhu Jin, her words stopped short.
No, this matter was not something that He Lian Min Min could handle. If she truly possessed such skills, she wouldn't have just discovered that she's fallen into someone's trap only now.
Apart from He Lian'shi herself, there were only two people in the residence who could help her escape this disaster!
Mu Xi Yao or… the Sixth Highness himself?
Wan Jing Wen's complexion was so gloomy it seemed like dripping water. Between these two, it was possible there was some coordination. Others may not see it, but how could she, a woman who has served the Jian'an Emperor for half her life, not know about that man's special feelings for Mu Xi Yao?
Why did Zong Zheng Lin spare He Lian Min Min? Wan Jing Wen gave it some thought and soon had a clue. This idea infuriated her to the point where she almost spat blood on the spot. For the sake of Mu Xi Yao, for that damned woman, Zong Zheng Lin actually preserved He Lian Min Min that despicable woman's position as the principal consort. How could this make the woman who couldn't gain the affection of Zong Zheng Lin in her previous life, and who had lost her son, find her solace?!
Mu Xi Yao! Wan Jing Wen had never despised anyone as much as she did that woman who enjoyed peace in Danruo Courtyard, taking pleasure in raising her children. If it weren't for her, He Lian Min Min would certainly have faced utter ruin alongside the He Lian House this time.
Her son's blood feud, from now on, must include that Mu'shi, who deserved to be struck by the divine punishment!
Translation notes:
[1] Elephant's gall refers to a spieces of aloe.
[2] Kang table refers to short-legged Chinese table.
[3] Xiao Si refers to Zong Zheng Ying and its literal translation is Little Forth as she is the fourth daughter of Emperor.
[4] Seven offences refer seven reason for which the husband may unilaterally declare a divorce (see traditional divorce process section here).
[5] Hanlin Academy refers to an institution subordinated to the central government and entrusted with the draft of official documents.
[6] Embroidered pillow refers to one who is outwardly attractive but lacking ability or talent inside; just a "pretty face".
"This time, the Sixth's consort has been wronged; don't keep anger in your heart. The Sixth has carried out this task well. Zhen originally intended for the Imperial Noble Consort to keep some people for him, but that rascal declined. He said that He Lian'shi's matter has just passed, and if he hastily brought in new people to the household, she would overthink and wouldn't be able to maintain her dignity in front of outsiders."
Yuancheng Emperor flipped over Consort Shu's tablet tonight, and at this moment, the two of them were lying in bed, talking.
"The Sixth understands Your Majesty's sentiments. It's a good thing that this child respects He Lian'shi." Consort Shu was helping Zong Zheng Lin by speaking on his behalf. Her son had a cold personality and was unwilling to take in people; she was prepared for this. This time, he really hit upon the right excuse and felt more justified than ever before.
"The Sixth's offspring are still somewhat sparse. Since no new people will be entering this time, Mu'shi should be given extra attention. Send a few people over there to keep a close watch, and if there's any good news, quickly deliver a message to Zhen." In reality, there was no need for Consort Shu to carry messages; the Yuancheng Emperor only mentioned it to show closeness and affection.
"Chenqie will keep it in mind. Your Majesty is very thoughtful." Consort Shu was more delighted than anyone else that Zong Zheng Lin's offspring received high regard from the Yuancheng Emperor.
"The Sixth's other Cefei," Yuancheng Emperor paused in his words.
"Su'shi. Her father is the Expositor-In-Waiting at the Hanlin Academy, Academician Su Bo Wen." Consort Shu's response was quick. It was understandable that the Emperor couldn't recall Su Lin Rou.
Yuancheng Emperor had quite a few sons. Last year, he had the Ninth Prince, and this year, he welcomed two more sons and a daughter. Although they haven't been bestowed names yet due to their tender age and were not as highly regarded as the older adult princes, their consort-mothers, on the other hand, were all young and beautiful, coming from respectable families. The competition for favor has been particularly fierce recently, and even Consort Shu was having some difficulty dealing with it. They often used the excuse of the young age of the princes to come up with numerous pretexts. On several occasions, right in her presence, they diverted Yuancheng Emperor, who was originally supposed to visit her palace, away midway.
As the signs of harem rivalry began to emerge, Consort Shu maintained her usual modest and sensible demeanor. Even when someone scheming intercepted Yuancheng Emperor with their clandestine ploy, she never raised complaints. Yuancheng Emperor became increasingly pleased with her uncontentious nature and would come when he had some free time to make up for it. Unexpectedly, he visited her palace more frequently than the few times he used to in the past.
Now, everyone has taken stock. Those newcomers failed to achieve their objectives, and instead, they inadvertently enhanced Consort Shu's reputation and further solidified her favor in front of the Yuancheng Emperor. It was no wonder she held the most secure position and was the most content among imperial consorts; her calculations never failed. Anyone would have to admit their admiration.
"How many months has it been since Su'shi entered the household? Why hasn't there been any news?" Yuancheng Emperor, dissatisfied, raised the topic of Su House's daughter for the first time with Consort Shu.
Su Bo Wen was one of the select Han Lin Academy academicians who had captured his attention. This man possessed a sharp intellect, a mind brimming with learning and wisdom, and, most importantly, displayed remarkable perceptiveness. He never entertained unwarranted desires for things that were not his and didn't come up short when it came to what should be his. A civil official who was this versatile and not constrained in his ways, the Yuancheng Emperor took note and intended to entrust him with important duties in the future.
"See to it that Su'shi serves attentively and bears a child soon."
This was an indirect way of bestowing favor towards Su House. Consort Shu grasped Yuancheng Emperor's meaning from his words and nodded in agreement. Although Su Bo Wen had a background in Hanlin Academy and bore an honorable reputation, will not align with any factions, he still had a connection to the prince's household. If the Emperor wanted to assign important responsibilities to this person, it would only be beneficial to Zong Zheng Lin.
"What did they say after examining the pulse of the Fourth's consort?" Naturally, in the presence of Consort Shu, Yuancheng Emperor couldn't overlook the Fourth Prince. Although this son had some imperfections, he never caused him trouble like the others did. Except for marrying a troublesome woman. It's been over eight years since the Fourth's consort entered the household, but there hasn't been any news of pregnancy. Was this due to an inability to conceive or a severe weakness of the body? There should be an explanation.
After hearing Yuancheng Emperor's words, Consort Shu's brow also furrowed.
"The Imperial Physician has stated that she is in good health, and there are no issues." What was going on with the Principal Consorts of these two sons of hers? Consort Shu was becoming quite concerned.
Every time the Fourth's consort came to the palace to pay respects, she couldn't help but want to say a few words to her. She was also worried about hurting her dignity as a sister-in-law in front of Zong Zheng Lin's women, so she could only subtly mention it to Zong Zheng Yun. Little did she know, her eldest son was entirely oblivious. He never followed the rules and solely focused on protecting his wife. He even playfully reassured her, telling her not to worry too much about it. There was no need for her to fret over his matters.
Such words almost made Consort Shu lose her temper right then and there. There was truly nothing she could do with her two sons. Thus, she could only hope for the best. Now that Emperor Yuancheng asked about it, revealing the truth was impossible.
"Zhen has instructed Imperial Noble Consort to arrange two additional people for the Fourth. Inform him about this matter in advance." This was truly getting more and more outrageous. The Fourth, until now, only had one son and one daughter, and both were born from concubines. It was absurd that a dignified prince had fewer offspring than an ordinary commoner. Even the Sixth, whose grand wedding had taken place just a few months ago, was about to have his second child. With such a simple comparison, the Yuancheng Emperor was already interested in probing into how the Fourth's consort managed the household.
In a couple of days, the rumors of the Principal Consort of the Sixth Prince's residence, Lady He Lian, being unable to bear children had completely dissipated. They were replaced with an imperial decree received by the Imperial Noble Consort, instructing her to promptly select a consort for the Eighth Prince and, additionally, arrange concubines for the Fourth Prince. As for the other princes, the Yuancheng Emperor did not mention them, so the Imperial Noble Consort naturally wouldn't take any further action.
Meanwhile, whispers were circulating in the capital that He Lian Residence had been targeted, with intentions to conspire against the loyal and virtuous, undermining the political stability of the empire. This issue was of great magnitude, and no one dared to discuss it without the Yuancheng Emperor's commands. This kind of matter involving factional struggles was always messy. When has it ever concluded without a bloodbath and heads rolling?
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"Mistress, are you certain that you want this servant to bribe the servants to investigate the Eighth Prince's preferences?" He Lian Wei Rui's chief maidservant, Xue Qin, appeared somewhat timid, not daring to take action.
This matter involved an imperial prince. Mistress would be violating ancestral laws by prying in such a bold manner.
"He Lian Min Min has escaped her plight, but now it's your Mistress's turn to face a predicament. If we don't do this, the days ahead will be even tougher. If you're smart, you'll understand that you and I are one. You'd better figure out how to get by in the future as soon as possible." He Lian Wei Rui set aside the embroidery in her hand, her eyes filled with chilliness.
This time, that woman narrowly escaped danger, and as soon as she found some peace, she immediately sent a message back home. He Lian Wei Rui couldn't find out what was specifically discussed, but there had been a significant change in attitude throughout the He Lian House, from top to bottom. This made her realize that her elder di sister, most likely, was leveraging the Sixth Highness's influence and intended to redress all the grievances she had endured at home.
The Sixth Highness had secured her position, and her status as the Princess Consort was as stable as Mount Tai. Witnessing this situation and firmly believing that the Sixth Highness would eventually inherit the throne, how could their family not strive hard to mend past rifts and provide her as much support as possible?
She, who had initially hogged the limelight, lost her chances of entering the Sixth Prince's household. What's more, she had sullied her reputation in the eyes of the Empress Dowager. Though it was not her own fault, she had ultimately lost her modesty. Without any new developments, it would be challenging for her to enter the Eighth Prince's residence. The most likely scenario was that, due to her status, the Imperial Noble Consort might place her in the Fourth Prince's residence as a Shufei.
The Fourth Prince, Zong Zheng Yun was born with a hearing impairment, and besides his status as a prince, he was, in fact, no different from a useless person. Furthermore, a mere Shufei was not something He Lian Wei Rui could accept.
Now, the Eighth Prince, Zong Zheng Han became her last chance she had to seize firmly. Missing this man would mean the end of her ambitions. And the best opportunity, undoubtedly, was at the first birthday celebration of the Sixth Highness's firstborn son. It was the fastest way to get close to Zong Zheng Han in the short term.
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"Mistress, His Highness will definitely come later. If you keep bullying the Young Master like this, you might end up being punished again." Hui Lan was livelier than Mo Lan and spoke more directly with Mu Xi Yao, with less hesitation.
The little bun Cheng Qing, sat obediently, swinging his little head from side to side. After painstakingly putting together half of the puzzle, Mu Xi Yao took advantage of his distraction, her small hand reaching for the piece on the very edge. With a quick and skillful movement, she intentionally hid one piece.
The little bun managed to put together the tiger's ears, but when he turned around to where the tail should have been, how did it disappear in the blink of an eye?
Mu Xi Yao watched her son adorably engrossed in his search and found it utterly endearing. She couldn't help but chuckle and once more swiped a whisker piece from him.
Cheng Qing happened to raise his head just in time to catch his mummy taking away the tiger's whiskers. He instantly pouted, feeling extremely aggrieved.
"Mummy, bad!" As he spoke, he grabbed onto Mu Xi Yao's tightly clenched fist and tried to pry her fingers open, intending to snatch the whiskers back.
"Mistress, if you keep teasing the Young Master like this, and Madam catches wind of it, she will definitely not spare you." Gui Momo comforted the Young Master, who was sweating profusely from distress and looked at Mu Xi Yao with a disapproving expression.
When Mistress was not conducting herself appropriately, she could cause even more worry than the Young Master. The Young Master was minding his own business, working on the puzzle; how did he provoke her again? Besides, wasn't this the very thing you, Mistress, insisted on getting done? Now that you've had your way, His Highness sent over several sets of puzzles, why won't you let the Young Master play with them properly?
By now, the little one's eyes had turned red. If he starts crying later, Mistress will find fault with him for being troublesome and raised poorly. The Mistress's role as a mother was really not fulfilled properly.
Cheng Qing's pair of ink-black eyes filled up with mist, and just as his tears were about to fall, he was scooped up by familiar large hands.
"What's this? Is Jiao Jiao bullying Bendian's son again?" As soon as Zong Zheng Lin entered, he saw Mu Xi Yao covering her mouth, giggling with curved eyes and brows. That look of mischief; she must have been up to no good. Sure enough, his son has indeed suffered.
"Daddy, mommy bad, take puzzle!" Cheng Qing saw his savior had arrived and immediately complained.
"Why haven't you returned it yet?" Zong Zheng Lin was infuriated. This woman had been caught by him several times. If it weren't for his gaze stopping her, Cheng Qing would have cried long ago. How could they have come to this day?
Mu Xi Yao sat on the carpet, gently tugging at the hem of Zong Zheng Lin's robe. She watched the tall man holding her son, his gaze, however, remaining fixed on her, giving a warning.
Already in the wrong, and with everyone watching, there was no room for her to dispute. Mu Xi Yao had no choice but to obediently put the tail and whiskers back. This finally made Cheng Qing quiet down. She obediently nestled against Zong Zheng Lin's chest, not making a fuss at all. This content belongs to , if you see this translation elsewhere, it's been stolen!
"Your Highness is terribly biased," Mu Xi Yao complained. Having a son and not caring about the child's mother. Another classic example of 'crossing the river and destroying the bridge'1!
"You're always looking out for your son and lecture Qie on every occasion. Qie was just teasing him, just for a little while. Besides, Qie was trying to help Cheng Qing stay more active and grow stronger."
Mu Xi Yao lacked confidence in her words. Not only did the Sixth Highness show contempt, but even Zhao Momo, who had just entered the room, let out a long sigh.
"Mistress, this old servant will take the Young Master to have some peach juice." She hurriedly took the well-behaved child from His Highness's arms, the farther from Mistress Yao, the better. At this time of day, Mistress Yao was the most idle, and the Young Master mustn't be brought to her unless necessary. Bullying the Young Master has unexpectedly become her pastime. She has to report it to the Madam when she gets a chance.
"How many times was this talked about? Is Jiao Jiao unable to control your mischievous hands? Cheng Qing is so young; why would you provoke him…"
As expected, as Zhao Momo stepped out of the door with the Young Master in her arms, she immediately heard His Highness sternly admonishing someone.
But…oh well. Let's not talk about it. Each time, the discussion began earnestly, but by the end, Mistress Yao always managed to lead it astray.
With the Young Master having parents like this, she didn't know what to say about it.
Translation notes:
[1] Crossing the river and destroying the bridge refers to an idiom that signifies an ungrateful or disloyal attitude where a person abandons or betrays a source of support or help once they no longer need it.