This was not Jiang Qingyao's first time entering the palace, but it was her first time being summoned by the emperor.
Entering the palace to meet the emperor and face the majesty of heaven, it would be a lie to say that I wasn't nervous at all.
Fortunately, the palace servants were respectful and gentle, and led her all the way to the Ziji Palace.
The middle-aged man sitting on the bright yellow throne was wearing a dragon robe, had a handsome face, and exuded a majestic aura.
This is the current emperor - Emperor Jinde.
In a trance, Jiang Qingyao felt that Emperor Jinde's temperament was somewhat similar to that of Marquis Anguo, calm and steady, and intimidating without anger.
Jiang Qingyao saluted cautiously towards the emperor, "I pay my respects to Your Majesty."
Emperor Jinde sat at the table and raised his hand to let her off the hook.
A sharp gaze fell on her, and Jiang Qingyao felt like she had nowhere to hide.
Emperor Jinde was looking at her.
Jiang Qingyao thought, it looked like he didn't want to chop off her head.
After a moment, Emperor Jinde said calmly: "So Marquis Anguo likes this."
“…”
Is the Emperor evaluating the Marquis of Anguo? Is he trying to determine if his future wife is suitable?
Isn't this something only elders would do?
However, the emperor is the sworn brother of Marquis Anguo, so it seems possible.
Suddenly, Emperor Jinde asked, "What do you think of Marquis Anguo?"
Jiang Qingyao muttered secretly, that's of course great.
She said bluntly, "Marquis Anguo is a man of extraordinary talent and handsome appearance, a gentleman of profound purity and integrity."
Emperor Jinde did not say anything.
Jiang Qingyao continued, "The Marquis has a noble character, behaves with moderation, and treats people with consideration. He is the perfect match."
Emperor Jinde still didn't say anything, and Jiang Qingyao continued to pick up some nice words to praise Marquis Anguo.
Go ahead and praise her. Everyone knows how to flatter, and she means it sincerely.
Finally, Emperor Jinde curled his lips slightly and asked her to stop.
"I heard that you whipped Prince An's face with the Holy Martial Whip?"
Jiang Qingyao's heart skipped a beat, but her expression remained unchanged, "Yes."
Emperor Jinde sneered coldly: "You are quite courageous."
"Marquis Anguo whipped him even harder. If I wanted to punish him, what would you do?"
Jiang Qingyao said truthfully, "I will plead with Your Majesty for Marquis Anguo."
"Hmm?" Emperor Jinde's eyebrows twitched slightly, and with a serious face, he asked, "Are you not afraid that I will punish you too?"
Jiang Qingyao still said honestly and crisply: "Of course I'm afraid, but I also want to ask for mercy."
"Furthermore, the Marquis of Anguo told me that Your Majesty is wise and intelligent, able to distinguish right from wrong, perceptive and insightful, lenient and strict, and benevolent. He is an extremely wise and powerful emperor."
"Your Majesty is so wise and fair. No matter what decision you make, I will wholeheartedly accept it."
Jiang Qingyao polished the words of Marquis Anguo and made them sound more appealing.
At this moment, Emperor Jinde slowly stood up, one hand behind his back, and asked, "Did Marquis Anguo really say that?"
Am I so great in his eyes?
Jiang Qingyao nodded and said, "Yes."
"This matter was caused by me. Even if Your Majesty wants to punish me, I will accept it. I am the fiancée of the Marquis of Anguo, and I should share the hardship with him."
As soon as these words were spoken, the huge Ziji Palace fell silent.
After a moment, the seriousness on Emperor Jinde's face faded, and he clapped his hands, "What a great way to share the hardship."
After leaving Ziji Palace, Jiang Qingyao's heart finally settled down.
The emperor's mind is hard to predict. Emperor Jinde and Marquis Anguo have the same temperament and remain expressionless.
But it looks like she won't be punished.
Seeing a figure hurriedly heading towards Ziji Palace from afar, Jiang Qingyao asked the young eunuch beside her, "Who is that?"
The young eunuch replied, "That's Concubine Qiao."
I understand. Concubine Qiao, one of the four concubines, is also the biological mother of Prince An.
She could only go to Ziji Palace to plead with Prince An and complain to the emperor.
Jiang Qingyao withdrew her gaze.
Over there, Concubine Qiao was stopped outside the Purple Extreme Hall before she even stepped into it. Eunuch Cao, the personal eunuch beside Emperor Jinde, said, "Concubine Qiao, Your Majesty is not allowed to disturb anyone right now. Please come back another day."
Anger appeared on Concubine Qiao's delicate face.
The emperor has always loved Prince An, but somehow he became disliked by the emperor.
But stealing the Marquis of Anguo's unmarried wife wasn't a big deal. The Emperor was punishing his son for such a small matter?
She came to ask for an audience these two days, but the emperor refused to see her. Concubine Qiao was full of anger and grievance.
She knew the Emperor was in the palace and would definitely be able to hear her, so she whimpered, "Prince An's body is covered with whip marks, and there's not a single piece of healthy flesh on his body. He's had a high fever for the past two days and can't sleep or eat."
"Whether awake or dreaming, I kept groaning in pain. What a torture it must be."
After saying this, Concubine Qiao waited quietly for any movement in the room, but unfortunately, Emperor Jinde did not show any reaction.
The corner of Concubine Qiao's mouth twitched, "Who went in just now?"
When she arrived, she saw a pink figure coming out of the palace from afar. The emperor actually met that person but not her?
Eunuch Cao: "The fiancée of the Marquis of Anguo, the eldest daughter of the Earl of Ningyuan."
Oh, it was that vixen who caused her son to be beaten, the source of all the trouble.
However, as a legitimate daughter of a poor family, it is an honor for her to be liked by her son.
A trace of hatred flashed across Concubine Qiao's eyes: "Your Majesty has held her accountable?"
She should be beaten to death or tortured to death.
Eunuch Cao: "Your Majesty will reward her."
“…”
How is that possible?!
Princess Qiao's beautiful eyes widened instantly.
Your Majesty is rewarding such a troublemaker, a bitch who caused her son to be beaten?
After a long silence, Concubine Qiao finally did not make a fuss. She suppressed her emotions and left quietly.
Your Majesty's thoughts are indeed difficult to guess.
She said coldly in her heart.
As soon as Jiang Qingyao returned to the Ningyuan Marquis' Mansion, the imperial edict from the palace arrived, along with boxes of gold, silver, jewelry, silks and satins.
One box, two boxes, three boxes...more than twenty boxes in total.
The hall of Ningyuan Marquis's Mansion suddenly seemed cramped.
Jiang Qingyao: “…” So this is what Emperor Jinde meant when he clapped his hands!
He rewarded her generously.
Not only that, the emperor also gave a wedding dress and ordered two hundred workers in the Imperial Embroidery Workshop to work overnight to make it before the wedding date.
The imperial gift of a wedding dress is a privilege only afforded to princesses.
Jiang Qingyao was the first person in the capital to receive this honor, a great honor.
The people in Ningyuan Marquis' Mansion looked uglier than each other. They were so stunned that they couldn't speak.
Prince An is the emperor's son. Even if Jiang Qingyao used the imperial gift to beat him, the emperor would not be able to tolerate it. He would want to cut her into pieces, cut her into pieces, and execute her by slow slicing.
However, the emperor not only did not blame Jiang Qingyao, but also rewarded her. How could this happen?
Jiang Yisong's pupils shrank, his figure swayed slightly, and he murmured in disbelief: "Why is this happening?"
Why? !
They severed ties with Jiang Qingyao in the morning and kicked her out of the family tree. In the afternoon, Jiang Qingyao was commended by His Majesty.
In this way, all of Jiang Qingyao’s glory has nothing to do with the Ningyuan Marquis’ Mansion!
The future mistress of the Marquis' Mansion will have nothing to do with the Ningyuan Earl's Mansion.
Jiang Yisong couldn't help but feel some regret.
He may have made a bad move.
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