Chapter 47: Like Being Poisoned
He said patiently, "Be good and give me a child, and I will make you the queen. I am in my prime, and if you continue to follow the prince, who knows when you will be able to sit on the throne of queen?"
He even offered the position of Queen as bait. Yang Manyan was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said, "No, I want to go back to the East Palace..."
She said boldly: "Even if His Majesty locks me up again, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will still come and take me back."
The last time she was imprisoned in the Western Garden, she had never expected that the prince would find ways to get her out. Now that she had gradually understood the prince's character, she had the confidence to resist.
"You!" The corners of the emperor's eyes turned red, and the veins on his strong arms were exposed.
Thinking about how the emperor had teamed up with Queen Mother Jiang to deceive her in order to possess her, Yang Manyan felt extremely aggrieved.
She choked up and said, "Unless His Royal Highness the Crown Prince abandons me, I will always belong to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
The emperor felt as if ice water was poured over his head. He was extremely cold and felt a dull pain in his heart.
On the other side, the prince returned to the East Palace from Wenhua Hall after finishing his lunch class.
He was not surprised to learn that Yang Manyan was in the Cining Palace. In recent days, Empress Dowager Jiang had indeed summoned Yang Shangyi frequently.
Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and Yang Manyan's birthday is just around the corner. Xiao Yan is thinking of preparing the birthday gift while she is away.
He held a carving knife in his hand, with a focused and serious look on his face, as he carved the fine nanmu wood that he had specially asked someone to find into the shape of a chessboard, bit by bit.
Although the gift was not new or rare, he had carved it himself with great effort, just hoping to make Yang Manyan smile.
Shu Qing, who was standing next to him, looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated, with beads of sweat the size of beans constantly dripping from his forehead.
After hesitating for a long time, he couldn't help but say, "Your Highness, I heard that the emperor went to the Cining Palace right after returning from Nanyuan..."
"Yang Shangyi also rested in the Cining Palace at noon today..."
Shu Qing was the chief eunuch who had served the prince for many years. He had accompanied the prince when he went to the Western Garden to pick someone up last time. Naturally, he knew that the emperor had that kind of intention towards Yang Shangyi.
He really couldn't stand the fact that the Crown Prince repeatedly clashed with the Emperor over Yang Shangyi, a woman from such a poor family, and he wished that the Emperor would give the Crown Prince a new wife who came from a prominent family.
Hearing this, Xiao Yan suddenly raised his eyes.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?" There was a cold and scrutinizing light in his eyes, and his face was as gloomy as water.
Without waiting for Shu Qing to explain, Xiao Yan stood up and strode out of the hall, heading straight towards the Cining Palace.
At the same time, in the main hall of Cining Palace.
After the lunch break, Queen Mother Jiang was still leaning on the bed, with several young palace maids massaging her shoulders and legs, while the senior palace maid Fuling was combing her hair with an ivory comb.
As soon as Fuling noticed the frosty white hair on the empress dowager's head, she plucked it off skillfully and calmly, as if nothing had happened.
Queen Mother Jiang glanced at the lion cat sleeping soundly in the corner and suddenly asked, "What's going on in the east side hall?"
Fuling replied cautiously, "Your Majesty went in at about 2:30 p.m. and has been in there for nearly two hours now."
Queen Mother Jiang was slightly startled. "There has been news coming out in the past two hours?"
"Yes, I heard from the report that Yang Shangyi cried a few times at first, but then she couldn't cry anymore, but... that kind of sound was still there." Fuling spoke in a lower and lower voice.
Queen Mother Jiang raised her eyes slightly. She thought it would be okay for her second son to hold back from touching women until he was in his thirties. Isn't this a good idea?
It's a pity for Yang Shangyi, the girl, to have to bear such a strong and burly emperor, I don't know if she will be killed.
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