Chapter 84: Furious to death
Concubine Wei Shu was not annoyed by Empress Dowager Jiang's sabotage, and still had a gentle smile on her face.
When she thought that Yang would bring her son's new favorite Su to pay respects to the Cining Palace tomorrow morning, her eyes sparkled.
After returning to Qingning Palace, she ordered people to find a few pieces of presentable jewelry, thinking about giving them as a gift to Su Qinglan in front of Yang Manyan tomorrow.
This way, he could not only disgust the bitch Yang, but also win over Su to his side.
The more Concubine Wei thought about it, the happier she felt.
The next morning, in the East Palace.
There was a soft and bright morning light floating outside the window, and the light golden light shone into the bed through the soft gauze curtains.
Yang Manyan turned over with his eyes closed, and subconsciously reached out to touch the outside of the bed.
It felt icy to the touch; Xiao Yan had already left.
She closed her eyes for a while, then she put on her clothes, stood up, opened the bed curtains, and got out of bed in her slippers.
Xingyun, Suyue and other palace maids had been waiting outside. When they saw her stand up, they hurried forward to help her change clothes and wash up.
Xingyun smiled and said, "The inner court has sent over a batch of new spring clothes today. They are all here. Take a look and see which one you would like to change into today?"
Before she finished speaking, a dozen palace maids lined up behind her, each holding a tray filled with clothes.
The fabrics and patterns of these dresses far exceeded the Queen's regulations.
Yang Manyan didn't care much about the clothes, so he just pointed and put them on casually. The other palace maids then retreated in an orderly manner holding the dresses in their hands.
After changing into new clothes, she sat down in front of the dressing table and suddenly asked, "Has Fu'an Temple sent any new clothes?"
Su Qinglan, who followed them back to the palace yesterday, lived in Fu'an Hall in the East Palace.
Su Qinglan only brought a personal maid with her, and didn't even bring any luggage. She could only wait for the palace to allocate her food, clothing and other expenses.
Su Yue replied, "Yes, it was sent. As soon as you returned to the palace yesterday, you sent someone to the inner court to instruct them to prepare new clothes for Miss Su. Naturally, the people in the inner court did not dare to neglect it, and they sent a batch of ready-made clothes to Fu'an Palace for Miss Su last night."
"Okay." Yang Manyan nodded, "You can also tell everyone in the East Palace not to look down on Miss Su."
Xingyun and Suyue agreed in unison and exchanged indescribable looks with each other.
They didn't know Su Qinglan's background. After all, it involved royal secrets, and the fewer people who knew about it, the better. Yang Manyun didn't want them to be involved.
Because of this, they couldn't help but feel fear and caution towards Su Qinglan.
Although the Governor of Nanyuan is not a Beijing official, he is of the first rank, and Yang's father is only the third rank Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. There is a reason for them to worry.
In their opinion, Yang Manyan has been in the palace for quite some time, but there is still no sign of pregnancy. Now the prince and she are still in love, so it doesn’t matter, but what about the future?
If she no longer has an heir to the throne and falls out of favor in the future, her past experience of causing chaos in the imperial palace will be her death warrant...
Now that the daughter of a high-ranking official has moved into the Eastern Palace, it would be strange if Xingyun and Suyue were not wary.
At this moment, the pearl curtain swayed slightly, and a tall and majestic man walked in from outside the hall. He had his hair tied up with a golden crown, and was wearing a black round-necked robe. He looked exhausted.
The palace servants serving in the hall immediately withdrew tactfully.
Yang Manyan was stunned for a moment, "Why did His Majesty come here suddenly?"
She was wearing a pink brocade skirt, her silky black hair draped over her back, her cheeks were not made up, but had a bright, rich blush on them.
The more you look at it, the more charming it becomes, like a ripe lychee, sweet and plump.
The emperor's eyes dimmed, and he walked straight up to her, raised his hand and poked her soft little face.
"I just returned to the palace from the Western Suburbs Firearms Camp. I came in through the Donghua Gate and passed by the East Palace. I stopped by to see you."
Yang Manyan blinked, somewhat confused.
"Your Majesty, coming back from the western suburbs, wouldn't it be more convenient to go through Xihua Gate or Xuanwu Gate? Why did you go around to Donghua Gate?"
The emperor raised his lips slightly and calmly asked, "Are you asking me to say that I came to Donghua Gate just to see you in the East Palace?"
Yang Manyan was stunned again and his face turned red with embarrassment.
They had just had a quarrel the day before they parted in Nanyuan, and now it seemed as if nothing had happened.
She quickly changed the subject, "You were not here yesterday, and I arranged for Miss Su to live in the Fu'an Palace in the East Palace without permission. Do you think we should change her residence?"
The emperor waved his hand and said, "No need. Let her stay here first. After some time, when she has chosen a husband, she will be sent back to Nanyuan to get married."
Yang Manyan also roughly guessed that Su Qinglan entered the palace this time to resolve the issue of marriage, so he was not surprised to hear these words.
But she couldn't help but ask curiously: "What if she really doesn't like it?"
"Then let's wait until she finds someone she likes. After all, no one in the Su family dares to interfere with her marriage."
The emperor sat down on the soft stool beside her and held her in his arms with his long arms.
Yang Manyan took the opportunity to put her arms around his neck, looked up at him, and said with a smile: "I thought that if she didn't like anyone, you would personally choose a husband for her and grant her marriage."
Hearing this, the emperor frowned slightly, and his knife-cut facial features looked even colder and more stern.
He brushed the girl's hair off her forehead and said in a deep voice, "No, I won't randomly matchmake anyone again."
"Ah?" Yang Manyan was a little confused.
"I have inherited the throne for sixteen years and have made countless decisions. I have done everything I can to serve the country and the people. However, the only thing I regret in my life is that I rashly decided to marry you to the Crown Prince."
He spoke each word with a hoarse voice: "Yuan'er, I should have been your legitimate husband."
Yang Manyan's heart was beating like a drum and he almost forgot to breathe.
He changed the subject, his eyes gradually turning red, "The other day you said you hated me, you almost pissed me off to death, don't say that again in the future."
He lowered his head slightly to level his eyes with hers, and said stubbornly, "Yuan'er, I have tried to let you go, but I really can't watch you and Zi'an being so affectionate, otherwise why would I stay by your side without any status?"
"Don't hate me, don't abandon me, okay?"
He was like a trapped beast forced into a desperate situation, revealing his broken heart to her, just to seek a little sympathy from her.
The moment their eyes met, Yang Manyan's heart seemed to be burned.
She bit her lower lip and stammered, "Your Majesty, what I said that day was just an angry remark. I don't really hate you..."
"Really?" The emperor's eyes were still gloomy.
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