Chapter 483
As the Empress's confidant, Commander Zhao knew better than anyone that Her Majesty now trusted the Regent the most, and the two were no longer at odds as before.
Unfortunately, Xu Ming's status was too low to serve in front of the emperor. She, like the civil and military officials, firmly believed that the relationship between the empress and the regent was becoming increasingly tense.
Xu Ming's cleverness backfired. She tried to shift the blame onto the Regent, letting the two of them fight it out. This would not only clear Jiang Yanche of suspicion but also give them both an opportunity.
And what was the result?
Wen Xin sighed deeply: Why do people always treat me like a fool?
I am clearly so wise and intelligent!
I'm so angry I want to kill someone!
Commander Zhao gritted his teeth: "That bastard Xu Ming, has she gone mad? Having an affair with the Third Princess of Nan Yue... what kind of talk is that? It's immoral!"
Most importantly, this matter would be an insult to the Emperor's ears if it were mentioned. If His Highness the Regent found out, she would likely be in trouble.
Commander Zhao wished he could shove Xu Ming's head into a water tank and give it a good wash.
Wen Xin suddenly smiled faintly, "Who said Jiang Yanche is a woman?"
Commander Zhao: "???"
What is Your Majesty saying?
If the Third Princess of Nanyue is not a woman, could she possibly be a man?
Wen Xin casually stroked the phoenix carving on the armrest. "Throughout history, princesses have disguised themselves as princes, and princes have disguised themselves as princesses. It's not uncommon for yin and yang to switch places."
Commander Zhao: "..."
Your Majesty, those are just stories from folk tales!
Wen Xin said in a serious tone, "Stories in vernacular literature originate from reality."
Commander Zhao completely lost his composure. "Your Majesty, is the Third Princess of Nan Yue really... a man?"
How is that possible?
What does Nan Yue want to do?
To deceive Feng Yuan with a prince?
Aren't they afraid that His Majesty and His Highness the Regent might, in a fit of anger, once again lead their troops south and send their swords toward the Southern Moon Capital?
Wen Xin spread her hands, "Why would I slander a hostage from a defeated nation?"
Commander Zhao quickly cupped his hands in greeting, "This subordinate is not questioning His Majesty."
This is just too absurd.
Did the Emperor of Nanyue have a core in his brain?
Wen Xin didn't mind, but said meaningfully, "Don't underestimate Jiang Yanche. He's a prince, but he has the boundless ambition of a princess."
Commander Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and he asked menacingly, "Your Majesty, should we eliminate the threat first?"
Since it's a threat, we should nip it in the bud—simple, brutal, and most effective.
Can a dead person still jump?
Wen Xin raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "Zhao Mo, don't resort to violence so easily. Fengyuan is a land of etiquette."
It wouldn't be fun to just kill him. His soul fragments suffered terribly in his previous life, and it would be a loss not to squeeze every last drop of value out of the male protagonist!
Commander Zhao did not question any of the emperor's decisions, and bowed respectfully, saying, "Your subordinate will follow Your Majesty's instructions."
Wen Xin told her not to do anything for now, just keep an eye on Jiang Yanche and Xu Ming.
After Commander Zhao left, Wen Xin immediately had Granny Wan hang up a sign saying "Closed for business"... Oh no, whoever requested an audience, I said I was busy and wouldn't see them.
Today's workload has exceeded the limit. I'm going home. Bring me the storybook and melon seeds.
Granny Wan: "..."
Your Majesty, if you slack off like this, the late Emperor will be so angry he'll come back to beat you!
But now His Highness the Regent is indulging His Majesty's laziness, and the previously agreed-upon plan for His Majesty to gradually take charge of reviewing memorials and managing state affairs has been abandoned. What can these servants say? Of course, they must serve His Majesty well.
Wen Xin lay on the rocking chair, like a golden salted fish, and asked a question with the idealistic mindset of a spoiled young master: "Granny, what do you think about me summoning a few dancers or singers to amuse me?"
Indulging in extravagance, revelry, and debauchery—I may!
Granny Wan: "..." Your Majesty, what kind of daydream are you having?
"Ahem, Your Majesty, if you wish to make His Highness the Regent's reputation as a treacherous minister even more resounding..."
If the young empress commits these tyrannical acts, the regent will always bear the blame.
Everyone in the world would think that the regent deliberately wanted to spoil the young empress so that he could rebel and seize power.
Wen Xin: "..."
Why is it so difficult to be a tyrannical ruler?
I am just a privileged heir who wants to enjoy life.
Wen Xin then came up with another wicked idea, "What if I summoned the dancers in the name of the Regent?"
Granny Wan: "...Your Majesty, please spare His Highness the Regent!"
Besides, if His Majesty were to indulge in pleasure, these palace maids would be the first to lose their heads.
How could Your Highness tolerate His Majesty being led astray?
Wen Xin pouted, thinking that since the Regent was already considered licentious and immoral in everyone's eyes because of the Moon Shadow Guard, it wouldn't matter if he was even more absurd, right?
Also, how can appreciating a dance or listening to a piece of music lead to being corrupted?
This is called cultivating one's character.
In ancient times, there were no cell phones to watch dramas or play games, and her life was so monotonous that she was very bored.
But she only thought about it; she couldn't possibly actually trick her own prince, otherwise she would probably get a whole bunch of homework to do.
Her Majesty the Empress completely refused.
Wen Xin didn't want to squander the leisurely time she had finally managed to earn.
The little empress rolled over listlessly. Oh well, she'd continue reading her little novel and figure out how to really torment the silly male lead later.
Wen Xin touched the red string on her wrist.
Jiang Yanche has already implanted the offspring of the Heart-to-Heart Gu into Xu Ming's body.
However, the offspring Gu that had been coiled with the red rope already possessed the ability to turn against the mother Gu.
Xu Ming may feel close to Jiang Yanche because of the Zi Gu, but she will never be controlled by him.
On the contrary, if she wanted to, she could even control Jiang Yanche.
But she still chose to collude with Jiang Yanche, which only shows that the woman was indeed not loyal to the Empress.
Wen Xin didn't really have anything to be angry about.
Xu Ming comes from a merchant family. No matter how capable she is, it is by no means easy for her to climb to a high position in the Imperial Guard, become the Empress's confidante, or even gain power. It will take time and a bit of luck.
Now that there's an even faster way for her to rise to the top, why wouldn't she choose it?
People simply strive for higher positions.
Despite their differing stances, Wen Xin wouldn't condemn Xu Ming, but eliminating her was inevitable.
Presumably, the two of them are now plotting how to get Jiang Yanche close to the Empress and win her favor.
Wen Xin rested her chin on her hand, thinking that she had to give them a chance and couldn't let them down.
Hmm, how do we play it?
...
In early summer, as the lotus flowers began to bloom, Wen Xin, in high spirits, led a group of palace maids to admire them.
She sat in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, surrounded by light gauze curtains. A cool breeze blew from the lake, causing the gauze curtains to flutter and the pink and white lotus flowers in the lake to sway. The scenery was picturesque and refreshing.
Suddenly, the melodious sound of a zither drifted from the opposite shore of the lake, adding a touch of beauty to the scene.
Wen Xin paused slightly as she drank her tea, a glint of something unreadable flashing in her eyes, and slowly asked, "Who is playing the zither?"
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