Liu Qiaoer worked hard for many years, and the pair of children she gave birth to in Prince Yan's Mansion have grown up.
After his daughter Li Yan came of age, she moved out of the palace and set up her own home. Last year, the emperor married Li Yan to an official from a poor family. After the marriage, Li Yan rarely returned to the palace.
Liu Qiaoer doesn't value her daughter very much, and believes that a princess who is married off is like water spilled. Moreover, Li Yan is not a favored princess and cannot bring much benefit to Liu Qiaoer.
Liu Qiaoer's mind is all on her son Li Chengxun. Among the surviving princes in the harem, Li Chengxun is the oldest.
Unfortunately, Liu Qiaoer has been enduring for many years, and Li Chengxun has become cowardly in character. He is neither good at literature nor martial arts, and in the past two years he has been obsessed with carpentry.
Seeing Shen Wei's two sons growing up day by day, Liu Qiaoer was extremely anxious.
"Why is it so...The emperor is not tired of Shen yet?" Liu Qiaoer was puzzled.
She had always thought that Shen Wei would slowly fall out of favor and that a new person would take Shen Wei’s place.
Liu Qiaoer lurked in the dark, patiently waiting for Shen Wei to fall into the quagmire.
Wait and wait. Wait and wait.
Waited year after year.
Liu Qiaoer waited until she grew old and her beauty faded. No amount of makeup could hide the fine lines at the corners of her eyes, and she was no longer as beautiful as she once was. But Chen Wei is still as beautiful as ever, with no signs of aging on her face, her eyes are bright and she is always energetic.
The emperor, who had always been heartless, unexpectedly began to become affectionate after meeting Chen Wei.
The emperor and empress treated each other with respect and got along harmoniously.
There were no new people entering the harem, and the other concubines knew that they could not compete with Chen Wei, so they simply gave up and often gathered together to play cards, embroider and weave, and play with Leyou and the children.
Shen Wei was kind and never took the initiative to harm others, so the concubines stopped taking the initiative to cause trouble.
The concubines had lived in the deep palace for a long time, and most of them had no children. Leyou was lively and lovely, so the concubines without children gradually treated Leyou as their own daughter. Two years ago, in winter, Le You caught a cold, and almost all the concubines in the harem ran over to take care of her. Each of them was more anxious than her own mother, Shen Wei.
The harem was filled with joy and the disturbance had subsided. I'm afraid there has never been such a harmonious harem in Daqing's history.
"Master, there's a letter from home." The palace maid walked into the bedroom and handed a letter from home to Liu Qiaoer.
Liu Qiaoer tore open the letter and read it in the dim candlelight.
In the envelope, Liu Qiaoer's father told her that the Liu family was joining forces with court officials to find a way to divide the brotherhood between Li Chengtai and Li Chengyou.
Faced with the huge temptation of the throne, even the closest brothers will turn against each other. The two most outstanding princes became alienated, and while the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits. Liu Qiaoer's son has an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
Liu Qiaoer burned her father's letter and smiled faintly: "Very good. If Shen Weiru loses her two sons, let's see how she fights me."
She kept a low profile for many years, avoiding the tragic ending of being killed by Lu Xuan in her previous life, and successfully saved her children and family.
Her goal is to help her son ascend the throne! Liu Qiaoer fell asleep with a beautiful vision of the future.
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A few days later, Liu Qiaoer was mending clothes under the eaves. Liu Qiaoer is very suspicious and always suspects that Shen Wei wants to harm her.
After all, Liu Qiaoer's son is the oldest and most likely to threaten Li Chengtai and Li Chengyou's status.
Liu Qiaoer would carefully check every piece of cloth and clothes sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs and sew the clothes herself, for fear that there might be a chronic poison hidden in the cloth that would murder her and her son.
"Master." The personal maid came back from the Ministry of Internal Affairs and whispered to Liu Qiao'er, "Master, I just heard that the Ninth Prince is ill and the Emperor sent him to Jiangnan to recuperate."
Liu Qiaoer paused in sewing.
In a moment of carelessness, the sharp silver needle pierced into the finger, and round beads of blood oozed out.
Liu Qiaoer wiped the blood from her fingers, puzzled: "The Ninth Prince is ill? How is that possible?"
Among the princes in the harem, the ninth prince Li Chengyou was the strongest. This child has hardly ever been sick since he was a child, and he even dared to jump into the cold water in the imperial garden to catch turtles in the middle of winter.
It can be seen that the so-called "recuperation" is just an excuse.
Liu Qiaoer rubbed her eyebrows. At this critical juncture, the Ninth Prince happened to go to Jiangnan, and the plan to divide the two brothers was difficult to carry out.
The only one left in the court was the eighth prince, Li Chengtai.
Liu Qiaoer was sewing the clothes in her hands and began to think about how to deal with the Eighth Prince. There were footsteps outside the palace gate, and Liu Qiaoer's son Li Chengxun came back.
Among all the princes, Li Chengxun is the oldest, but he is not good at literature and is weak in martial arts. Because Liu Qiaoer instilled in him the idea of "low-key and forbearing" since he was a child, he became extremely timid, did not like going out, and liked to stay in the house doing carpentry.
"Mother, are you still making clothes?" Li Chengxun came over and frowned. "The clothes sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs are very suitable. You don't have to work too hard."
Liu Qiaoer said: "You must be on guard against others."
Li Chengxun sat next to Liu Qiaoer. He tilted his head and saw a few white hairs mixed in Liu Qiaoer's temples.
Li Chengxun was silent for a moment, then mustered up the courage to say, "Mother, I know you and Grandpa are communicating, and I also know you want to help me ascend the throne. But, but I don't want to be the emperor."
Li Chengxun was not too stupid. He had already noticed that his mother and the Liu family were secretly communicating and wanted to stir up trouble in the court.
In recent years, the Liu family's career has been smooth, with promotions and titles, so much so that the Liu family has developed inappropriate delusions.
Liu Qiaoer put down her needlework and said angrily, "You are a prince, you are qualified to sit on the throne! Mother has been patient for many years, isn't she looking forward to your ascension to the throne?"
Li Chengxun pursed his lips: "But I am not the material to be an emperor! My eighth brother is calm and wise, and my ninth brother is strong and healthy. They are very good children, and my father also values them! I just want to be an idle prince, leave the palace and set up a mansion in the future, and take you to be the queen mother and live an ordinary life."
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