only,"
A long turn in the road brought Wei Hanyu's heart, which had been in her throat, back down as expected.
Slightly disappointed, Wei Hanyu tried to hide the emotions in her eyes and respectfully obeyed the Empress's orders.
The Empress never disappoints when it comes to being disappointing; after all, Consort Jia was Yongcheng's mother.
Consort Wei, considering Yongcheng's situation with the prince, I am also facing a dilemma.
The Empress rubbed her forehead, subtly revealing her predicament. Her actions and demeanor were designed to make Wei Hanyu back down and resolve the matter peacefully.
Wei Hanyu: ...
That's just like the Empress's style of handling things. It seems I shouldn't have had any hope for this.
Hey!
I actually tore up one of my favorite lucky charms because of this, what a waste.
Thinking this to herself, Wei Hanyu, as the Empress wished, appeared understanding and did not pursue the matter of Consort Jia's troubles.
"...As long as Your Majesty the Empress understands my heart for Changchun Palace, I feel there is nothing wrong with it."
Wei Hanyu was a master of pretense, and the Empress had no idea that he harbored any hatred.
Even if they knew, they would still feel that this hatred was directed at Consort Jia.
The Empress was even happy to see this happen, hoping that Consort Jia and Consort Wei would fight each other so that she could sit back and reap the benefits.
Little did they know that Wei Hanyu's hatred was directed at both the Empress and Consort Jia. In fact, Consort Jia's slap and the Empress's inaction taught the two a lesson they would never forget.
However, those are matters for later. For now, Wei Hanyu can only be controlled by the Empress.
The Empress said she wouldn't pursue the matter, so Wei Hanyu didn't; she was incredibly obedient.
As Wei Hanyu left the main hall of Changchun Palace, her previously fawning expression turned calm and profound.
Ping'er supported her mistress as they walked, complaining that the Empress was biased in her dealings.
Consort Jia used such harsh measures, but it was all just talk. After all, their mistress had helped the Empress so much; even if she hadn't made any great contributions, she had still put in a lot of effort. Yet the Empress didn't care about that at all.
"It's better not to care, so that I won't feel guilty when I do it."
Wei Hanyu is malicious, but not malicious enough to lay a hand on a child.
It's a pity that both Consort Jia and the Empress thought they could easily control her. Ha!
Wei Hanyu glanced coldly at the door of the side hall where Yongcong was, thinking to herself that it was really bad luck for such a young prince to be born into the Empress's womb.
Otherwise, how could his fate be so fraught with hardship? She felt sorry for the young prince's plight and sent him to meet his brothers and sisters early on, thus fulfilling her affections.
Suddenly, a wicked idea popped into Wei Hanyu's mind.
She felt that if it were successfully implemented, it would be a significant blow to both Consort Jia and the Empress.
However, these things cannot be rushed; they must be planned slowly.
"Ping'er, you must remember that the reason we, master and servant, have ended up in such a state today is because of our lowly status, leaving us only able to be bullied and humiliated."
Later, once we climb to a high position, these people will show a completely different face, and we'll be able to manipulate them at will.
Wei Hanyu finally understood the cruelty of the imperial harem and realized that one should never fall into poverty.
Once you lose power, many people will want you dead; you can't escape them.
This slap wasn't for nothing; Wei Hanyu vowed in her heart that she would teach Consort Jia and the Empress a lesson.
...
"This winter is rather cold and gloomy. I heard the Emperor say that he will set off on an eastern tour next spring."
Given this freezing weather, the eastern tour is unlikely to go smoothly.
Chen Yuwei turned her head to look at the window covered in frost flowers, and breathed on it to warm her hands.
Xia He came in from outside the door, holding a pair of rabbit fur gloves she had just made.
"Your Majesty, the imperial physicians all say that your pregnancy is not going well. This servant will help you to rest in bed."
Chen Yuwei refused, "There's no need for that. I've been pregnant several times, and it's only as serious as the imperial physicians say."
Besides, I'm already three months pregnant, and I'm taking my usual pregnancy-supporting medication, so I'm not worried."
Xia He: ...
Xia He was successfully persuaded by her master, but her eyes were still full of worry when she looked over.
The master was only three months pregnant, and even almost miscarried during that time.
Now, I'm struggling to recover, and I can't even leave my room.
Why
Sighing inwardly, Xia He decided that she should remind the people of Yikun Palace to be more vigilant in the future. She was mainly worried that they would be too busy to stay idle, so the servants would have to guard Yikun Palace carefully and not let anyone take advantage of the situation.
Just as Xia He was deep in thought, Chen Yuwei continued, "Didn't you go to Changchun Palace? How is the situation there?"
Xia He shook her head, "Prince Yongcong is too young and can't handle it."
Prince Yongcheng, on the other hand, is quite robust and seems capable of moving out of Changchun Palace.
Chen Yuwei said in surprise, "That's really strange. Yongcong doesn't usually go out, so how could he catch a cold?"
Yongcheng only went back to Changchun Palace once, and both brothers fell ill.
Xia He also found it strange, especially since the two brothers were of different ages and it was impossible for them to sleep together at night.
"Your Majesty, you may have caught a chill from opening the window at night. I noticed that the charcoal fire in Changchun Palace is burning very well."
People who spend a long time in a confined space with plenty of charcoal fire will feel dizzy and lethargic.
The best solution is to open windows frequently for ventilation.
Otherwise, in the dead of winter, there are no other means of heating besides charcoal fires, and we can't just not use charcoal fires for safety reasons.
Chen Yuwei was wearing a cloak, and as she turned around, she held it up with her hands on both sides to prevent it from falling off.
"Who knows? Anyway, getting sick at the end of the year is not a good omen."
Chen Yuwei pursed her lips, thinking to herself that her pregnancy was timed perfectly.
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