Chapter 233 The Most Important Existence & The Only Existence
When the emperor was accompanying the imperial concubine and several children, Yongtai also came to the Bixi Palace.
Nanny Qin called him to have tea.
The two had become old acquaintances over the years, so Nanny Qin didn't beat around the bush when she asked, but directly asked, "Eunuch Yong, where is the emperor's cloak?"
Yongtai was speechless. This Nanny Qin was indeed an old lady in the palace. She thought things more deeply than others.
He didn't hide it, after all, there was nothing to hide.
"Just now when I came here, I happened to see Chen Zhaoyi fell into the water. She was so wet that it was unbelievable. The emperor gave her his cloak."
After hearing this, Nanny Qin couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
"Eunuch Yong, has the Emperor taken a fancy to Chen Zhaoyi?"
After falling into the water, the emperor asked the palace maids to go back and get the cloak, but the emperor ignored his own health and gave the cloak to Chen Zhaoyi.
If this isn’t what you’re looking for, then what is?
Yongtai had never thought about it before, but when asked by Nanny Qin, he recalled everything that happened when the emperor met Chen Zhaoyi just now.
When the emperor saw Chen Zhaoyi fall into the water, he ordered him to go into the water to save her, not to do it himself.
It seems that the emperor did not like Chen Zhaoyi.
It is not difficult to guess that if it was the imperial concubine who fell into the water today, the emperor would probably jump in to save her without thinking.
Yongtai was about to say a few words to comfort Nanny Qin, but then he remembered that it was so cold, and the emperor had taken the initiative to give the cloak to Chen Zhaoyi.
Next to the lotus pond is the vacant Xiangning Palace. The emperor could have someone help Chen Zhaoyi to the Xiangning Palace first, and the palace maid Xiulian would rush back to Qichun Palace to get dry clothes for her master.
Why did the Emperor take the cloak? Could it be that he really liked it?
Yongtai couldn't help but think of Chen Zhaoyi's face and figure. Even a eunuch like him would get his blood boiling just by looking at her, let alone the emperor, a normal man...
Yongtai thought about it for a while and was just about to make a decision.
Nanny Qin felt a chill in her heart.
Seeing that she looked like a bereaved mother, Yongtai couldn't help but give her a cold look.
"Madame Qin, what's with that expression on your face? To me, even if the Emperor takes a fancy to Concubine Chen, it wouldn't seem like a big deal."
After all, his master is the emperor...
The Imperial Noble Consort doesn't look like a jealous woman.
He didn't understand today's incident very clearly, but there was one thing he saw clearly.
——The emperor cares about the imperial concubine in his heart.
With such great favor, even if there is a new person in the future, he or she will not be able to surpass the Imperial Noble Concubine.
Thinking of this, Yongtai took a sip of tea and said slowly, "Why are you so anxious? No matter what happens in the palace, no matter how many women there are, isn't the Imperial Concubine the most important person in the Emperor's heart?"
Nanny Qin sighed. How could Yongtai, a man, understand the thoughts of women like them?
Just now, there appeared Wen Xiurong, who was favored by the emperor, and now there is Chen Zhaoyi, who is pitied by the emperor.
No matter how you look at it, the master's position is in jeopardy.
But fortunately, although the emperor has other women, he still seems to dote on her master.
I’m afraid that after the master comes out of confinement, she won’t be able to bear it when she finds out about these things.
I ask you, is there any woman in this world who can accept that her beloved man likes another woman?
Compared with the most important existence and the only existence, the difference is not even a little bit.
Just as Nanny Qin was thinking this, she quickly gave up the idea.
What the hell is she dreaming about... The emperor's harem, the only existence... Isn't this a fairy tale?
Even when the emperor doted on her master the most, there were still the queen and other women in the harem.
Thinking about her master's silly and cheerful appearance every day, Nanny Qin couldn't help but worry about her, but she felt a headache from thinking too much.
In the sleeping hall.
Xiaoxiao held a small wooden sword in his hand and wanted to dance with it for his father to see.
He was small and weak, but the sword in his hand looked real as he poked it back and forth.
As he swung the sword, he made a few humming sounds.
Her little face is rosy and her eyes are sparkling.
Wen Li'er cooperated and clapped her hands in applause.
"Wow, my dear Owl Owl baby dances so well, it's really amazing!"
The corners of Yan Shixu's mouth twitched slightly. He glanced at her and said nothing.
When Xiaoxiao heard his mother's praise, he swung his sword with more force.
Yan Shixu asked Wen Li'er softly, "Did you give him that little wooden sword?"
Wen Li'er shook her head. "It was given to him by the Prince of Lang. When Xiaoxiao went to pay his respects to the Grand Empress Dowager, he happened to see the Prince of Lang practicing with his sword. He insisted on practicing too. The Prince of Lang was worried that he might hurt himself, so he dug out a small wooden sword and gave it to him, saying that it was a gift from his father when he first started practicing. Xiaoxiao took the sword and even learned a few moves from it."
Wen Li'er looked at her son's naive look as he swung the sword and tried hard not to laugh.
Yan Shixu was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry. It was really too early to start practicing martial arts now. He had to wait until he was at least three years old.
But this little guy seems to really like practicing martial arts.
Xiaoxiao grabbed the sword and rushed to Yan Shixu excitedly, threw himself on his thighs, and raised his little head to ask, "Father, can you use a sword?"
Yan Shixu nodded: "Of course."
Xiaoxiao happily handed him his small wooden sword.
"For the Emperor's use."
Under his son's expectant gaze, Yan Shixu waved the wooden sword in the hall.
Fortunately, Wen Li'er's bedroom was big enough and did not affect his performance.
Although he only had a small wooden sword in his hand, he swung it as if he was holding a famous sword, with the power to break millions of enemy troops.
Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up as he watched. He imitated his mother, clapping his hands and praising her repeatedly.
"Father is so amazing! Father is so great!"
Wen Li'er's eyes were shining as she looked at Yan Shixu, full of admiration.
"Xiaoxiao is right, your father is really amazing!"
Seeing the identical admiring looks from the mother and son, Yan Shixu straightened his back even more.
The small wooden sword spun out countless sword flowers in his hand. After listening, he returned the sword to Xiaoxiao and rubbed his little head.
"If Xiaoxiao likes to use a sword, your father will teach you when you are older."
Xiaoxiao nodded his little head and responded crisply.
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