For more than a month, Consort Han had been eagerly awaiting the Emperor's visit.
Unexpectedly, the emperor arrived on her day when she was at her lowest point.
She couldn't let the emperor see her like this, so she quickly said, "Quickly, quickly prepare my makeup."
But it was too late; the emperor had already stepped through the courtyard gate and entered the palace.
Consort Han had just settled down when she looked up and caught sight of him.
More than a month had passed since they last met. Consort Han was disheveled, her face haggard, and she seemed absent-minded, as if she had aged more than ten years. There was a circle of burning stoves around her, and she stood in the middle, her face deathly pale, making her lipstick appear extremely red, like a mad witch.
The emperor was taken aback.
He imagined Consort Han, heartbroken and dejected, bowing her head and weeping, like a pear blossom in the rain, a sight to behold.
He also imagined that when Consort Han saw him, her face would be full of joy, and she would prepare fruit tea to please him.
I never expected things to turn out like this.
Immediately, the emperor frowned and began to question him.
"How did you end up like this?" This was completely different from the Consort Han he remembered.
Consort Han was still in shock when she saw the man she relied on. Her eyes lit up as if she had grasped a lifeline.
She opened her arms and lunged at the emperor, crying out, "Your Majesty, there's a ghost! There's a ghost! I'm scared!"
The emperor's face slowly darkened. His first thought was that Consort Han had gone mad, shouting about ghosts in broad daylight, indicating that she was no longer mentally stable.
Consort Han threw herself into the emperor's arms, trembling uncontrollably, her eyes filled with fear.
The emperor remained motionless, looking at Granny Zhou: "What exactly is going on?"
Of course, Zhou Mama didn't dare to reveal that Consort Han had hired someone to kill the princess. She lowered her head and quickly started thinking: "The Consort is having a nightmare and hasn't recovered from the shock. I hope His Majesty won't blame the Consort for being impolite."
"I've had nightmares before, but never this severe." The emperor was clearly not so easily convinced.
Consort Han is clearly mentally unstable, and it has reached a very serious level.
After all, Zhou Mama was Consort Han's wet nurse and had been by her side for many years, so she quickly came up with a response.
She sighed softly, "It's because the Emperor hasn't come for a long time. The Consort has no one to accompany her, and her nightmares have become more and more severe, eventually reaching this point. Fortunately, the Emperor finally remembered the Consort today, otherwise, if this had continued, who knows what would have become of her."
As she spoke, she wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.
The emperor fell silent, wondering if he had gone too far. The concubine's purchase of the lychees for the imperial tribute was a momentary whim, and also because he had spoiled her too much in the past; she did not deserve such a punishment.
She was being neglected and felt uneasy every day, which was already a punishment for her, and he didn't want to see her become like that.
Therefore, the emperor softened and gently patted Consort Han's back.
"My beloved concubine, do not be afraid. It was my oversight. I will visit you often in the future. Rest well, I will stay by your side." With that, he personally helped Consort Han to her room.
With the emperor's comforting words, Consort Han seemed to calm down considerably and was no longer so afraid.
Qiao Lian'er watched from the side, thinking that this wouldn't do. If Consort Han regained her favor, it would be troublesome again.
The more pampered she is, the more danger the Qiao family faces.
Since we've come this far, let's add fuel to the fire.
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