The Fengxian Hall houses the memorial tablets of successive Qing Dynasty emperors, but this tradition ends with Yinzhen.
With so many eyes watching, Qingyu had no choice but to kneel down. Looking at the memorial tablets in front of her, she felt a pang of sadness. After all, these were people she had met. And looking at the empire they had worked so hard to build, which was gradually weakening, she couldn't help but sigh.
The floor was too hard; after kneeling for only fifteen minutes, her knees started to hurt.
At that moment, a cold voice rang out, "Master, would you like to buy something comfortable to kneel on?"
The system has been revived.
"How much? How comfortable?" Qingyu asked telepathically.
"It's not expensive, just a thousand yuan. Owning it is like kneeling in cotton; you won't feel anything in your knees."
With twelve hours to go, Qingyu naturally chose to buy immediately; this time, she felt that the 1,000 yuan was well spent.
"Alright!"
Soon, Qingyu's knees stopped hurting; instead, they felt soft and comfortable.
The matter has been resolved.
But the weather turned cold at night, and the walls of the entire hall were covered with frost. A cold wind howled by, bringing a chill to the touch.
Qingyu shivered from the cold, her lips turning bluish-purple. She kept rubbing the goosebumps on her hands, but the more she rubbed, the colder it felt.
The old women around him, on the other hand, were wrapped up tightly and had rosy complexions.
Just as Qingyu was about to ask the system for help, footsteps sounded in the hall.
Qingyu quickly turned her head and saw a woman dressed in blue walking in from outside.
"Consort Shu, what brings you here?" Qingyu exclaimed, her eyes filled with surprise and delight.
She was surprised that Ziyan would come, but delighted that she had come and brought a package with her.
If I'm not mistaken, it should be something to keep warm.
Zi Yan smiled gently at Qing Yu and said, "Why can't you come? Your legs are on my body, who can stop you?"
Qingyu felt a warm glow in her heart and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, you're right."
She suddenly felt that the hall was no longer cold.
Unfortunately, there are always people who spoil this wonderful atmosphere.
One of the old women, whose face was full of wrinkles, said, "What is Consort Shu doing here? The Empress Dowager did not send anyone to accompany the Empress."
With a forced smile, Zi Yan slowly walked up to Momo and secretly placed a pearl in Momo's hand. "I've only come to take a look. I hope Momo can be accommodating."
These are pearls from the East China Sea, perfectly round and incredibly smooth to the touch. The old woman could tell at a glance they were priceless; her eyes immediately lit up, and she nodded repeatedly in agreement, "Yes, yes, yes..."
"Thank you very much." After saying that, Ziyan stuffed the money into the hands of another nanny.
The old women immediately beamed with joy, tucked the pearl into their bosoms, and looked at Zi Yan with fawning expressions, "Your Highness, please have a chat."
After saying that, they immediately went outside and closed the door.
After they left, Zi Yan immediately said softly, "Your Majesty, please don't kneel anymore, please sit down for a while."
Zi Yan helped Qing Yu up with a pained expression. "You! Why are you still so impatient? If Rong Yun from your palace hadn't told me about this, I would still be in the dark."
It turned out that Rong Yun was very scared because Qing Yu had not returned for a long time, so she went to inquire about Qing Yu's whereabouts. When she learned that Qing Yu was in Fengxian Hall, she wanted to go in and keep her company, but the guards outside the door did not appreciate it and drove her away.
Left with no other choice, she could only beg Consort Shu, who was still in confinement after childbirth, to see if she had any way to make Qingyu suffer less.
"Given the circumstances, I cannot bear to see the people suffer in misery," Qingyu sighed.
"It's a pity these people are so short-sighted; they have no idea what you're capable of," Zi Yan said angrily.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Where's Rong Yun?" Qingyu asked.
Zi Yan sighed and said, "Wait outside, they won't let her in."
Qingyu looked outside and saw slivers of moonlight peeking through the crack in the door. She couldn't help but sigh and say, "Tell her not to worry about me. She can come and pick me up at noon tomorrow."
"Okay." Zi Yan nodded in response.
"And..." Qingyu touched her chest, "What a waste of those pearls, they don't deserve your things." She felt sorry for Ziyan.
Zi Yan smiled calmly, "I don't care about those things. As long as I can help you, it's worth it."
A deeper warmth rose in Qingyu's heart.
Just as Zi Yan was about to say something more, the old woman outside the door began to urge her, "Your Highness, we have already granted you an audience. If you linger any longer, we will have a hard time explaining to the Empress Dowager!"
Zi Yan nodded and said coldly, "I understand."
She then whispered in Qingyu's ear, "Wei Yanqing won't live much longer."
Before Qingyu could react, she saw Ziyan put the package in her hand and quickly leave.
Qingyu stood at the door, looking at that blue figure, her eyes slightly moist.
After the old woman entered, she opened the bundle and found a heavy outer garment. She immediately put it on and felt much more comfortable.
The nannies who had received the bribes naturally turned a blind eye and didn't say a word.
Qingyu, sensing the situation, knelt down again, thinking about what Ziyan had just said.
"Could it be that Zi Yan has started to make her move?" Qing Yu thought seriously. However, she was not worried about whether Wei Yanqing would die, but rather whether Zi Yan had made thorough preparations so that no one could find any fault with her.
The night was incredibly long; countless hours passed before she finally came up with a plan in case Zi Yan was exposed, and she breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
When it was fully light, sunlight shone through the gaps in the window. She struggled to her feet, slowly got up, and walked out of the Fengxian Hall.
In fact, she was faking her pain. If she dared to swagger out of the palace, she would probably be seen as a monster.
There are people who have knelt for a whole day and night and nothing has happened to them.
She opened the door, and the intense sunlight forced her to close her eyes. Only after her eyes adjusted did she slowly open them again.
"Your Majesty, you've finally come out." Rong Yun hurried forward to greet her. She glanced at Qingyu and then said, "Your Majesty, let's go back to the palace!"
Qingyu nodded and walked outside with Rongyun.
Along the way, everyone she met kept their heads down and whispered among themselves, seemingly talking about her.
Qingyu didn't take it to heart and continued walking.
Upon arriving at Kunning Palace, Rongyun couldn't wait to apply medicine to Qingyu's knees.
She was stunned when she saw that Qingyu's knees had no bruises at all.
Qingyu didn't know how to explain it to her, so she evaded the question by saying, "I'm tired. We can talk about it when I wake up."
Rong Yun nodded, placed the medicine aside, and helped Qingyu lie down.
Having not slept all night, Qingyu was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep as soon as she lay down.
Qingyu slept soundly until dusk before she slowly woke up. Looking at the beautiful sunset outside, she couldn't help but curl her lips into a bright smile.
She had rarely seen such a beautiful sunset, and all her worries vanished instantly.
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