Chapter 129 If Line: If Yuanyuan Becomes a Concubine (20)
At this time, everyone finally realized how much importance Concubine Yang Yuanfei held.
In fact, the clue can be found from the title given at the beginning. The word "Yuanfei" means the original wife, and now she has really become the original queen of His Majesty.
But in the western warm room of the Qianqing Palace, Yang Manyan, who was about to ascend to the throne, was terrified and uneasy.
After returning from the Winter Solstice Banquet, she developed a high fever due to excessive shock, which lasted for several days and she even fell into a coma.
She was worried about being sentenced to death, and even more afraid that her parents and younger sister would be implicated, so she was in a state of panic all day long.
She had been bedridden these past few days, and she vaguely knew that the emperor was taking care of her personally, day and night.
But based on her experience of serving the king for nearly a year, he would never let her go easily.
Making her the queen was probably just a pretext to torture her.
As lunchtime approached, the emperor had quickly dealt with the government affairs that had piled up for several days and strode back to the west warm room.
It was only this morning when Yang Manyan's fever had obviously subsided that he dared to leave and go to the outer court to meet with ministers.
These days he stayed by her bedside all the time, even skipping the morning court session, and brought memorials to her to review beside her.
The crystal bead curtain was lifted from the outside, and the emperor strode into the bedroom. The floor heater was burning brightly, and sweat broke out on his forehead in an instant.
Seeing the girl leaning on the couch by the window, her face pale, weak and haggard, he frowned slightly, and felt as if his heart was blocked by a heavy object, with severe pain.
"It's cold outside, why do you leave the window open to let in the breeze?" The emperor sat down beside her and gently held her in his arms.
His tone was more gentle than ever before, but Yang Manyan's breathing became stagnant and he felt a chill down his spine.
"I just want to take a look at the scenery outside." She replied in a mosquito-like voice.
The emperor bent down and kissed her earlobe, whispering, "What's so good about this? When you feel better, I will take you out of the palace."
Seeing that she remained silent, he continued in a coaxing tone, "Yuan'er, I think we have had a very happy time in the past two months. You and I have been loving each other every day, just like an ordinary couple."
"I can pretend that nothing happened and I won't confine you here anymore. How about you be my queen?"
There was silence for a long time. Yang Manyan did not dare to respond to him, fearing that he was deliberately trying to trick her into saying something wrong and then taking the opportunity to punish her.
But she really got it wrong this time.
That night, the emperor saw with his own eyes her having an affair with the crown prince in the side hall behind the Baohe Hall. He was so furious that he even felt like the blood in his body was flowing backwards.
He made up his mind to return to the Palace of Heavenly Purity to severely punish her and never allow her to step out of the West Warm Pavilion again in her life.
This was not enough, he had to favor her day and night so that she could give birth to an heir as soon as possible, and then depose Xiao Qing, the rebellious son who coveted and defiled his stepmother.
But he didn't expect that Yang Manyan fell into a coma as soon as he returned to the Qianqing Palace, and his body was so hot that it felt like it was on fire.
Seeing her like this, the emperor couldn't help but feel distressed, and he was more convinced that the fault lay with the prince.
But her fever persisted for several days, and the mediocre doctors in the Imperial Hospital were helpless and said that she had a mental illness.
Those quack doctors even said that if her fever couldn't go down, she should probably prepare for her death.
As soon as the words "affairs after death" came out, the emperor felt a sharp pain in his heart and his eyes became sore and swollen.
It was as if there was a sharp knife twisting in his heart, cutting into his internal organs and causing pain.
He finally realized that she was like a handful of sand in the palm of his hand. The harder he tried to hold on, the harder it was to hold her.
Another half a quarter of an hour later, the palace servants came in one after another and placed the meals in their hands in an orderly manner on the coffee table in the middle of the couch.
The emperor reached out for the bowl of blood bird's nest porridge, scooped it up with a spoon quite skillfully, blew it cool, and then fed it to her lips, one spoonful after another.
Yang Manyan lost her appetite after eating only a few bites, so he coaxed her to eat a few more bites.
After lunch, the emperor saw that she seemed to be in better spirits, so he pulled her together to review memorials, and even the secret memorials were reviewed with her.
Forced to sit on the man's lap, Yang Manyan nodded and lowered her brows, tears welling up in her eyes, "I am terrified. Concubines are not allowed to participate in politics. I beg Your Majesty to let me go back to the bed and rest..."
Her death alone was not a pity, but her parents and younger sister were innocent. She really didn't want to implicate them, so she could only be as cautious as possible.
"Didn't Yuaner tell me about the story of Concubine Fan and Concubine Xu at the beginning of the year? Why did you change your mind now?"
The emperor spoke in a calm tone, rested his chin on her shoulder, and took a deep breath of the sweet fragrance from her neck.
He also knew that he was so abnormal that he was almost crazy, but he had no choice. He didn't want to lose her.
Ascending the throne at a young age, he quelled wars and expanded the territory abroad, and at home he made drastic changes to the administration of officials. All the civil and military officials in the court feared and submitted to him.
He was also an emperor with very few selfish desires, and spent most of his time since he ascended the throne handling government affairs.
Work hard in the morning and be vigilant at night, and dress late at night and eat late.
Since he had her, he finally experienced the taste of love. Even if they were apart for just a short while, he couldn't help but miss her.
I want to kiss her, hug her...I want to be with her all the time.
At first he disliked the feeling of losing control of his body and suppressed his feelings for her at all times.
But then it got completely out of control.
For half a month, Yang Manyan's condition showed no improvement. He lay listlessly on the bed every day and his appetite did not improve.
In her opinion, the emperor's recent sudden change was really abnormal.
Since ancient times, concubines committing adultery in the harem were guilty of capital crimes, but she was caught in bed by the emperor himself...
She had long been a fish on the chopping board, waiting for him to slaughter her. And now he seemed to be sharpening the knife to kill her while having fun with her.
No matter what, he would eventually kill her with that sharp blade, or he might kill her slowly, one cut at a time.
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