But whether as a father or an emperor, he would never allow someone to point a finger at him and say they wanted to kill him!
He sentenced his son to death on the spot! He killed his own brother and even tried to kill his own father. Such a cold-blooded and heartless person doesn't deserve to live!
After returning home, the emperor fell ill and had not attended court for several days, causing a somber atmosphere in the palace.
Not only because the emperor was ill, but also because of the palace coup launched by the third prince that ended inconclusively, in which Consort Shu's maternal family was involved. Although Consort Shu was unaware of this and the emperor did not punish her, Consort Shu could not get over her own conscience. She blamed herself for not raising the third prince well and felt even more sorry for her maternal family. If the third prince had not been adopted by her, her maternal family would not have stood on the side of the third prince and launched the palace coup, bringing such disaster to her maternal family!
This is because the Third Prince failed. If he had succeeded, and something happened to the Emperor, she would truly be held responsible.
Therefore, Consort Shu requested to move into the Cold Palace, where she spent her days in solitude, surrounded by the ancient Buddha and the dim lamp.
Winter has arrived, but this winter seems exceptionally cold. Everyone in the palace is holding their breath, except for Chuanwen.
Anyway, she was already someone who should have died long ago, so living another day was a bonus. Besides, the emperor hasn't been holding court lately, so she doesn't have to get up early anymore and can sleep until she naturally wakes up every day. It couldn't be better, and her meals even tasted better than usual.
That day, Chuanwen was playing a game with the little princess, a word chain game. The little princess already owed Chuanwen 108 meals. Chuanwen even wrote an IOU and had the little princess put her fingerprint on it, so that the little princess wouldn't be able to renege on the debt when she grew up.
The prince struggled to tear his gaze away from the IOU and looked at Chuanwen, who had won another round, his eyes filled with accusation, "Isn't this bullying?!"
His poor little sister, she's not even fully mature yet and she's inexplicably racked up a mountain of debt.
The wet nurse next to her was so relieved. Finally, someone was willing to speak up for their little princess. "Your Highness, please talk to Miss Wen. Their little princess has been bullied so badly!"
"How do you play this game? I want to play too!"
The Crown Prince's disdain for Chuanwen and his pity for his younger sister lasted only a second before he joined the battle with renewed interest.
Now the little princess not only owes Chuanwen a meal, but also the crown prince!
The nanny's relief froze on her face. The triumphant laughter of the two men after their victory still echoed in her ears. She glanced at the poor little princess, who thought they were just teasing her and was giggling happily. The nanny felt a pang of heartache! Princess, my poor little princess!
"Oh, what brings Your Highness to visit me today?"
Chuanwen finally remembered that during the time the emperor was ill, the crown prince had been overseeing the country, and the crown prince had even visited the empress's palace less often. How could the crown prince have time to come and see her?
The Crown Prince then remembered, "Today, Consort Zhao and Consort Meng are going to have a competition with the Imperial Guards. Do you want to go watch?"
The Crown Prince looked at Chuanwen with a smile. He really wanted Chuanwen to go. He hadn't heard much of the little girl's thoughts these past few days, and the fun had been greatly diminished. Today's competition would definitely be more lively if Chuanwen went.
"Of course I'll go!" Chuanwen immediately jumped off the kang (a heated brick bed). She was a woman too, and although she couldn't help Consort Zhao and Consort Meng much, it would be good to go and cheer them on.
When the two arrived at the eastern suburbs outside the city, both groups of people were already in place.
Consort Zhao and Consort Meng, clad in armor, with piercing gazes, looked quite formidable. Behind them stood a troop of soldiers, each imposing... well... looking rather pale...
In contrast, the Imperial Guards had several generals lined up in front, their eyes fierce, and the soldiers behind them were also strong and imposing. The contrast was too obvious!
Besides these two groups, there were many onlookers gathered in layers around them.
Chuanwen glanced around and saw that almost all the court officials had arrived. The most obvious one was Prime Minister Zhang Hui, whose smugness was practically radiating from his face. He looked at Zhang Qing provocatively, while Zhang Qing's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. This was only because she had gone to Pinggu every day to assist him. Otherwise, the soldiers brought by Consort Zhao and Consort Meng would not even be as good as this.
Thinking about it, Zhang Qing couldn't help but glance at the Crown Prince with annoyance. Didn't the Crown Prince say that Consort Zhao and Consort Meng weren't as useless as they imagined?
The crown prince innocently touched his nose and quickly looked away. He didn't know that these two became useless when they were together.
This is incredibly embarrassing!
Chuanwen glanced at the crowd again. With so many people, she estimated that at least half of the people from the capital had come. She could even hear the vendors calling out their wares, so it was likely that some people had set up stalls on the outskirts to take advantage of the excitement.
Upon hearing Chuanwen's thoughts, Consort Zhao and Consort Meng glared at each other, their eyes meeting in a flash of lightning, almost sparking a fight on the spot.
Chuanwen finally understood the reason after digging into it.
[Zhao Jieyu refused to feed the soldiers, making them go in groups to dig for wild vegetables. The once lush and green Pinggu became bald after they left...]
Chuanwen was speechless for a moment. Even a locust plague couldn't be this fierce. Then he looked at Consort Meng.
[The training is going quite well... but what's the logic behind making you eat chili peppers at every meal?! You're from the South, you love chili peppers, but what does not eating chili peppers have to do with masculinity?]
Chuanwen was completely dumbfounded. [Good heavens, they've given him diarrhea, and they have to hold it in, stand shirtless in the night wind, and train their so-called masculinity...]
Pitying gazes began to fall on the soldiers behind Consort Zhao and Consort Meng. Poor thing, this wasn't training, it was like they were going through a tribulation. It's really not easy for them to come back alive.
Previously, when Consort Zhao and Consort Meng were complained about, the emperor not only refused to let them return to the palace, but also ordered them to lead troops out for training, making them really think that the emperor was watching the show between Zhang Qing and the prime minister.
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