Songdan knelt alone, weeping incessantly, but no one came to help her up.
She knew that once she became a concubine, she would be subjected to much scorn and ridicule, and it would also implicate her own son. She didn't want that.
She wanted to ask Fulin again, but Fulin turned to Wan'er and said, "The one who has suffered the most in this matter is Consort Xian, and now that she is pregnant, in order to alleviate her pain, I have decided to confer upon Consort Xian the title of Imperial Noble Consort."
What was bound to happen finally happened, and Wan'er accepted it calmly.
Songdan, however, was completely stiff. Had I heard correctly? Dong'e Wan'er was pregnant? This... was utterly unbelievable!
“No…” she cried out.
Fu Lin kicked her, "You don't have the right to say no here!"
Once Wan'er becomes an Imperial Noble Consort, her own status will be worlds apart from Wan'er's, how could Songdan accept that?
So she tried her best to calm herself down. She still believed that the medicine her father had given her was effective. "Your Majesty, I would never dare to stop you, but the claim that Consort Xian is pregnant is just one side of the story. Have you had the imperial physician come and verify it?"
Seeing this, Wan'er raised her lips slightly, "How could I not know whether I am pregnant or not? Do you think I will never be able to conceive a child?"
"No..." Songdan lowered her eyelashes guiltily, "Consort Xian, you misunderstand. I was just afraid that you are young and do not understand. You may think you are pregnant because your menstrual cycle is irregular. If you are promoted to Imperial Noble Consort but your belly is not full, it may cause dissatisfaction from the Empress Dowager."
Upon hearing this, Wan'er curled her lips into a mocking smile. "Is that so? Are you dissatisfied, or is the Empress Dowager dissatisfied?"
Songdan pursed her lips, a hint of gloom in her dark eyes. "I didn't mean it, I was just reminding Consort Xian."
"Alright! No need to say more! Since you have doubts, just call the imperial physician."
As soon as Wan'er finished speaking, Fulin stopped her, saying, "Wan'er, there's no need for this. I trust you."
Upon hearing this, Wan'er glanced at him sideways, a warm feeling washing over her. A smile appeared on her lips. "Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty, but to silence the gossip in the harem, I hope Your Majesty will summon all the imperial physicians."
It was a group of imperial physicians, not just one, which shows that she had a clear conscience.
Fu Lin looked at Wan'er with affection, "That's good, it will save these restless people from gossiping."
The two exchanged glances, while Songdan, standing to the side, gritted her teeth in anger, her eyes filled with an indescribable hatred.
Following Fulin's announcement, more than ten imperial physicians arrived at Chengqian Palace shortly afterward.
After confirmation from various imperial physicians, Songdan could only obediently shut her mouth, thinking to herself: What's there to brag about? Even if you get pregnant, it doesn't necessarily mean you'll give birth.
Wan'er saw through her malice but remained silent, instead asking with a smile, "Sister, are you at ease now?"
Hearing her say that, Songdan immediately came to her senses and said, "I am relieved." Then she said to Fulin, "But the Empress is still in power. If Your Majesty were to promote Consort Xian to Imperial Noble Consort, the Empress would probably make a huge scene if she knew."
The position of Imperial Noble Consort is similar to that of a secondary empress. The position of Imperial Noble Consort is only created when there is no empress in the palace, or when the empress is too ill to handle the affairs of the inner palace.
But now that the Empress is still alive and in good health, Fulin's actions would indeed be a slap in her face.
But Wan'er knew that Jing'er wouldn't care about these things. Songdan was pointing the finger at Jing'er simply because she didn't want to become an Imperial Noble Consort.
But things didn't go as she wished.
Just as Fu Lin was about to say that he wasn't afraid of Jing'er, that shrew, she calmly said, "In your heart, is the Empress someone who lacks the ambition to govern the world?"
"This concubine dares not," Songdan said, bowing her head.
"You are not a fish, how can you know the fish's joy? Since you are not the Empress, how could you know she would cause such a scene and falsely accuse the Empress? Sister, could it be that you secretly ruined the Empress's reputation?"
Wan'er's words, spoken slowly and deliberately, struck a chord with Song Dan.
Songdan was so angry she almost spat out a mouthful of blood. She gritted her teeth and said, "I didn't! I'm innocent!"
Wan'er sneered, "Since there isn't one, the Emperor has no right to interfere with what decrees he wants to issue."
Upon hearing this, Songdan dared not say anything more, but a hint of resentment and jealousy flickered in his eyes.
This was supposed to be the death of Wan'er, but instead it backfired and blew me away.
Fu Lin now has a different opinion of Wan'er; with just a few words, he left Song Dan speechless.
Seeing that no one was opposing him anymore, he directly drafted an imperial edict, which would be done as long as Dayuer could affix her seal.
Perhaps because the door was open, after the imperial physicians left, the naked Qiuye sneezed several times.
Fu Lin looked up at the sound, "I got so busy that I forgot about you all."
Qiu Ye trembled again. She blamed herself for not being able to hold back, otherwise Fu Lin might have forgotten.
But she was being too naive. Even if Fulin really forgot about her, there was still Wan'er. Wan'er would never be merciful to those who wanted to harm her.
"Your Majesty, spare my life..."
Upon hearing this, Agu and Qiuye kowtowed repeatedly, their foreheads already bleeding from the bruises, but they felt no pain at all.
Seeing that Fulin remained unmoved, Qiuye knelt beside Wan'er and pleaded, "Your Highness, I beg you, if you spare my life, I will serve you like a slave and never betray you."
Wan'er glanced at her indifferently, "I gave you the opportunity, but you didn't cherish it."
Hearing her say that, Qiuye felt a loud bang in her head, as if something had fallen from the sky and hit her on the head. "No... this servant knows she was wrong."
Fu Lin, his ears aching from the noise, ordered the guards outside the door, "Take him away quickly, and behead him at noon!"
Qiuye's cries stopped abruptly, her eyes widening in horror.
Without hesitation, the guards stepped forward, grabbed their arms, and dragged them outside. In a short while, they disappeared outside the door.
"It's getting late, why isn't Consort Songdan returning to the palace to rest?" Seeing that Songdan had escaped a calamity, Fulin felt an indescribable helplessness.
"This concubine takes her leave." Songdan rose and bowed.
Just as he was about to turn and leave, Wan'er said, "There is one more thing that I feel is inappropriate."
"Is there something wrong?" Fu Lin asked, puzzled.
Wan'er smiled faintly, "Now that you are a concubine, if we don't arrange for you to move to another palace soon and keep you living in your original place, it might cause dissatisfaction among the other sisters."
She looked at Songdan defiantly, as if she wanted to skin her alive and tear her tendons out of her body.
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