Chapter 690 He liked her when he was young

Zhang Yumo shook her head. "No, he said he would tell me about other things when he got back to the manor. Actually, I really don't care. If he wants to take a concubine, I won't stop him."

Jiang Fenghua knew from her words that she still misunderstood, and she hadn't resolved her inner conflict.

She leaned closer to Zhang Yumo and said in a deep voice, "Bai Yuhan was indeed once the Consort Han in the harem, but she was not the emperor's woman, nor was she abducted from the palace by Jiang Jinyan. The reasons behind this cannot be explained in a few words. I am telling you this so that you will not be provoked by your cousin."

"Only you know if the shoes on your feet fit. Whether you and Jiang Jinyan are suitable to be husband and wife, you should feel it for yourselves. I am his sister, and I am also just an outsider in your relationship. I will no longer interfere in your affairs. I only hope that everyone in the Jiang family is happy and safe. My sister-in-law is now a member of the Jiang family."

If Zhang Yumo tells her cousin these things, her marriage with Jiang Jinyan might really be coming to an end. Hopefully, she'll be more level-headed.

Zhang Yumo stared intently into Jiang Fenghua's eyes, only to find them full of sincerity, unlike the calculating look in Zhang Yurou's eyes when she spoke to her. She said, "I understand, thank you for the reminder, Your Majesty."

Jiang Fenghua smiled slightly, "I'll have someone escort Young Madam Jiang out!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty," Zhang Yumo said respectfully.

Both of them had forgotten the help Jiang Fenghua had given Zhang Yumo, so they each had their own thoughts and ideas.

Jiang Fenghua naturally didn't want her to do anything to betray the Jiang family, while Zhang Yumo was thinking that the Jiang Fenghua in front of her was not the Jiang Fenghua she had seen before. She had seen a Jiang Fenghua covered in wounds, but the one she saw now was a spirited and vigorous Jiang Fenghua.

Zhang Yumo followed the palace maid for a few steps, then stopped and called out to Jiang Fenghua, "Your Majesty the Empress."

Jiang Fenghua maintained a smile throughout, and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Yumo smiled slightly, "Your Majesty is doing very well now, and I am truly happy for you. Your Majesty drank quite a lot today, your face is so red, as beautiful and lovely as peach blossoms in March."

After she finished speaking, she left with the palace maid.

Jiang Fenghua touched her face in a daze. She had indeed drunk a lot of alcohol today, and it seemed that the effects of the alcohol were only now entering her bloodstream.

Wasn't she good before? Zhang Yumo is actually a very simple girl, I wonder what kind of knot she can't untie. It seems like Zhang Yumo is hiding something in her heart.

After seeing Zhang Yumo off, Jiang Fenghua returned to Kunning Palace with her entourage. Xie Shang was drunk, so she had someone take him back to his Qianqing Palace.

She just didn't expect that the person who had returned to the Qianqing Palace would appear in the Kunning Palace.

Granny Wang escorted the Empress back to her bedchamber. "This servant will prepare a hangover soup for Your Majesty. Please rest for a while."

"Okay." Jiang Fenghua had also drunk quite a bit of wine. She hadn't felt it before, but now the effects of the alcohol were kicking in, and she felt dizzy and smelled of alcohol. She changed into clean clothes and wanted to go to sleep, but then she thought of Xie Ziyan and wondered how she was doing. So she went straight to Xie Ziyan's room.

Hongxiu stayed by her side, saying, "Your Majesty has been drinking."

"I drank a little." That's clearly a lot.

“Princess Yan is asleep, Your Majesty, please rest assured, she is fine. She has been training her body with Aoxue since she was a child, and she is very healthy. She only caught a little bit of cold this time.” Hongxiu added, “This servant will escort Your Majesty back to rest.”

"No need. You take good care of Yan'er for me. I'm just afraid she might feel uncomfortable at night. I'll go back by myself."

Hongxiu made sure the palace maids who were with the Empress took good care of them before she felt at ease and sent them out.

Wuxin followed the Emperor back to Kunning Palace. At this moment, he came out of the servants' quarters and walked up to Jiang Fenghua, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

Jiang Fenghua smiled, "It's alright."

Without bothering to have the palace maids step back, he stepped forward to support the Empress, saying, "This servant will escort Your Majesty back to your chambers!"

Jiang Fenghua said, "Alright, thank you for your trouble, Eunuch Wuxin."

Wuxin felt terrible. The Empress had even forgotten about him and was speaking to him very politely. This matter was very important to Wuxin. The Empress was his only thought in the palace. They had a secret that made him feel happy and fulfilled.

The cold wind made Jiang Fenghua's alcohol fumes even stronger. She smiled brightly and said, "Your name is Wuxin (meaning 'heartless'). Why did you choose this name? Does having no heart mean you're heartless?"

She knew that none of the people in the palace had names given to them by their parents. Once they entered the palace, they severed ties with their families, and their masters would give them new names.

Wuxin helped her walk forward step by step. Because this name was given to Wuxin by the Empress, he thought of what she had said to him when he was a child, and said word by word: "Without heart, there is no desire; without desire, there is no want; without want, there is no worry. The person who gave me this name hopes that I will be without desire, without want, and without worry."

"In that case, that person should have named you Worry-Free!"

Wuxin was stunned. "This servant likes the name Wuxin."

"I understand. That person hopes you are heartless, because only by being heartless can you survive in this deep palace."

Upon hearing this, Wuxin's eyes instantly reddened, for the Empress still remembered the original intention behind her naming him.

"Wuxin, how long have you been serving the Emperor?" Jiang Fenghua asked again.

Wuxin seemed not to hear her, and continued, "For whom did he plant that plum garden? Whom is he longing for? Can a person love many people in a lifetime? What do his concubines in the harem have besides responsibility?"

Before he could react, he realized that he had actually seen a painting in the emperor's study: a little girl with a veil covering her face, dressed in white, her eyes as bright as black gemstones. She was a little girl with only one pair of eyes, and many plum blossoms were planted around her, each red plum blossom as bright as fire.

At that moment, staring at the little girl in the painting, he suddenly realized that the person in the painting was none other than the Empress when she was a child. He suddenly understood that the person the Emperor was looking for in the plum garden was the Empress when she was a child.

During that period, the Emperor was angry with the Empress and frequently summoned other concubines in the palace to serve him in bed, even making them wear white dresses, but he was not satisfied with any of them.

Wuxin felt very pleased. It turned out that the person the emperor had been obsessed with all along was his empress, but he had been tormenting her at that time, arguing with her every day. At the same time, he was also tormenting himself, and his mood was always bad.

Seeing that the Empress was drunk, Wuxin tentatively asked, "Does Your Majesty care a lot about who the Emperor has in his heart?"

Jiang Fenghua nodded, pulling Wuxin's arm, "He clearly likes Su Tingwan, he clearly still has someone else in his heart, he clearly wasn't the first one to like me, so why does he say he only likes me? You've been by his side, do you know what secrets he has, like who that plum garden was planted for? Everyone is very curious, and I am very curious too."

"Actually, the plum garden was planted for Your Highness. Your Highness was the first person the Emperor liked." Wuxin knew she was drunk and would probably forget everything when she woke up tomorrow.

Jiang Fenghua smiled and said, "You said he liked me when he was young."