Chapter 292 Retribution
After she finished speaking, she glanced at the rice papers beside the table, stretched out her slender fingers, and picked up the one on the top.
Zhaopin wanted to snatch it away, but she stretched her hand into the air and then slowly retracted it.
Su Nanqing paced and recited a poem:
"Though longing for love is useless, it doesn't matter if melancholy is a kind of pure madness."
She laughed softly, "My Lady Concubine Zhao, you are so infatuated. The Emperor has treated you like that, yet you still love him to death."
Zhaopin raised her cold eyes and glared at her fiercely: "What does my affairs have to do with you?"
She raised her hand and pointed out the window, "I order you to leave Yaohua Palace immediately!"
Su Nanqing slowly placed her hands on Concubine Zhao's fingers, and before Concubine Zhao could react, she suddenly tightened her fingers and slammed Concubine Zhao's hand on the table.
"I just had no place to vent my anger at Chengming Palace. Why am I in such a hurry to leave?"
The deeper the smile on her face, the stronger the strength in her hands.
Zhaopin was in so much pain that cold sweat broke out on her forehead. Her chest wound had not healed yet, so she was unable to refute and could only endure it.
Su Nanqing pressed down hard on the back of her hand, his eyes filled with sick hatred as he murmured, "You all look down on me, don't you?"
"I am too lowly to raise a princess, am I?"
"But I was supposed to have a prince. It's all because of you... because of you..."
She was so angry that her chest heaved up and down, and she pressed all her strength on the back of Zhaopin's hand, as if she wanted to crush the wrist bone before she would stop.
Zhaopin took a deep breath and spoke with difficulty, "You...you killed the Second Princess's mother, and you still want to raise her child."
"Aren't you afraid of retribution?"
"Retribution!?" Su Nanqing seemed to have heard the best joke.
"You killed my aunt! You killed my child! If there is retribution, it should be you first."
"Liu Yuetang made me lose a child, and I just asked her to compensate me with a daughter! Is that too much?"
"Ah!? Is this too much?" Her voice suddenly became sharp, and her scarlet eyes stared at Zhaopin's sweaty face.
Zhaopin's lips trembled with fear and she couldn't speak.
"What?" Su Nanqing raised her eyebrows slightly, and the ending tone was light and sticky, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.
"Do you think I'm scary?"
She slowly loosened her grip, and her fingertips crawled like poisonous snakes along Zhaopin's arm to the top of her head, suddenly grabbing her hair.
Zhaopin was forced to look up, her eyes just meeting Su Nanqing's weird smile. She raised her lips and said in a light and harsh voice:
"Empress Zhao, what's the connection?"
"The guards at the door have been bribed by me. From now on, if I am wronged, I will come to Yaohua Palace and torture you severely, making your life worse than death."
After saying that, she suddenly let go of her hand, and Zhaopin's forehead hit the table hard.
It was this collision that snapped the tension in her brain, giving her a brief moment of clarity. She impulsively ran out.
"I'm going to expose you before the Emperor! You devil!"
"Expose?" Su Nanqing grabbed the staggering Concubine Zhao.
"You're about to fall down while walking, and you still want to expose me?"
She smiled coldly: "You don't know yet, the emperor has ordered that you be imprisoned in Yaohua Palace forever, and...there is no need to report any news from Yaohua Palace to him, except-"
She slowly grinned: "Your death."
Zhaopin's face turned pale, her body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground.
Su Nanqing squatted down with a smile and patted Zhaopin's head gently as if patting an animal: "Madam Zhaopin, if you tell the emperor about this, then your pure and innocent plum blossom will be completely impure."
Zhaopin was trembling all over, and only after Su Nanqing left did she lie on the ground and burst into tears.
And the Weiyang Palace.
When the Queen heard that Xiao Heng wanted her to raise Xiyue, she was extremely excited for a moment.
She had always wanted a daughter. When Xiyue was born, she loved her so much when she saw her rosy cheeks. She thought at that time how nice it would be if she could give birth to such a lovely daughter.
But she never thought... now she actually has the opportunity to raise this favorite little princess by her side.
Before her joy faded, a layer of worry covered her brows, and her eyes were full of worry.
Seeing this, Fu Liu asked in confusion, "What's wrong, Madam?"
The Queen slowly stood up, her brows furrowed slightly. "If I really raised Yue'er, do you think... would An'er be unhappy?"
The queen thought that now all her love was given to An'er. If she raised Yue'er, then her energy and focus would be on Yue'er.
After all, Yue'er is younger and has just arrived at Weiyang Palace, so he needs to cultivate more feelings with her. In this way, An'er will inevitably be neglected.
An'er is eight years old now. He is at an age when he is a little sensible and his mind is the most sensitive. In addition, I am not his biological mother, so I am afraid that he will think too much.
Fu Liu said, "The Second Princess is just a princess. The First Prince shouldn't be unhappy about this. If Your Majesty is worried that the First Prince won't be able to accept it right away, why not talk to him first? Let him be mentally prepared."
After dinner, the queen told Cheng An about this matter.
I thought he wouldn't be able to accept it for a while, but his eyes lit up and he tilted his head and said, "Does that mean I have a biological sister?"
"Just like... my father and my aunt."
Ever since he could remember, he knew that his father and his aunt had a deep sibling relationship. His aunt's carriage could go directly into the palace to play chess and have meals with his father.
The Queen nodded slightly, the golden hairpins on her temples swaying lightly, "Yes, if Queen Mother raised Yue'er, then Yue'er would be An'er's dearest sister."
She paused and said, "In the future, when your mother and your father grow old, you will be family members who will take care of each other. But if your mother raises you as her own, she may spend more time on you in the future. An'er, don't be jealous."
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