Seeing that the Emperor was indeed angry, Eunuch Wang quickly offered him some calming tea: "Your Majesty, please soothe your throat."
Seeing that the Emperor had accepted it, Eunuch Wang smiled and said, "Prince Yu will soon have someone who cares for him, so Your Majesty can rest assured, can't you?"
Emperor Rongsheng was not only the supreme ruler, but also a father.
As long as Prince Yu doesn't covet that position, Emperor Rongsheng hopes his sons can live comfortably.
Seeing that the emperor's expression had softened, Eunuch Wang continued, "Your Majesty! It seems that the royal family will soon have another member to add to the family."
Princess Xiang quickly said, "Yes, yes, Heng'er, you should have gotten married long ago. Your brothers' sons are all running around, but you still have no one to marry."
The emperor watched their performance quietly.
"Yes, I will follow your teachings, Aunt Wang!" Prince Yu replied.
The emperor looked at Lin Muheng and felt a little soft-hearted.
It's not that getting what you want is so difficult, it's just about wanting to marry a woman.
But having children?
"If I remember correctly, Miss Jiang is a second-time bride." The emperor's face darkened again.
What kind of women doesn't Daqing have? Why does she have to find a divorced woman?
“It’s not her fault that we’re getting a divorce,” Lin Muheng quickly said, worried that his father would say something hurtful again.
"You're actually protecting her."
Seeing that the Emperor's anger had subsided, Princess Xiang immediately said, "Your Majesty! It's rare that Heng'er has found a woman willing to marry him. A second marriage isn't a big deal, is it, as long as he's willing?"
The Prince of Xiang immediately echoed, "Your Majesty, as far as I know, our ancestors had a similar precedent."
During the reign of Emperor Taizu, the Imperial Concubine was a woman who had been married twice.
The emperor looked at the Prince of Xiang and his wife, their protective manner making it seem as if the Prince of Yu were their own son.
He was momentarily lost in thought, recalling the days when he was with Consort Chen, gentle and tender.
Fine, if he doesn't agree, he'll become a treacherous person who breaks his word.
Emperor Rongsheng then looked at Lady Yongning, who was also a scheming woman.
Using the emperor's guilt towards Prince Yan to repay a life-saving debt—how could she even think of that?
However, it's not a bad thing for people to have a grateful heart.
"Lady Yongning! Once Prince Yan has recovered, let him come to the palace to pay his respects!" Emperor Rongsheng said.
Madam Yan was overjoyed.
Does this mean she's going to use her son?
"Your Majesty, I obey your decree! Thank you for your grace." Lady Yongning Marquis accepted the decree and expressed her gratitude.
She never expected that the Emperor would not only not punish her for what happened today, but would also seek a better future for her son.
The Marquis of Yongning favored his concubine over his wife, and in recent years he has been raising sons born out of wedlock.
Madam Yan had originally planned to wait until her son recovered before trying to secure a future for him.
She never expected that the Emperor would take the initiative to care for her son.
When the Princess of Xiang found her, Madam Yan did not hesitate at all.
Even considering that her entry into the palace might incur the emperor's dislike.
She didn't hesitate at all.
A life-saving grace should be repaid with boundless gratitude.
It was just a small matter of going to the palace to plead for a favor. Even if it cost Madam Yan her old life, she would repay Miss Jiang without hesitation.
Although this is nothing compared to the life-saving grace of my son.
From now on, she will still go through fire and water for anything related to Miss Jiang.
It just proves the old saying true: doing others a favor is doing yourself a favor.
Out of gratitude for her kindness, the emperor also gave her some benefits.
Princess Xiang was also delighted.
The older brother is unreliable, and the nephew needs a catalyst to stand on his own two feet.
The crown prince needs a stage to realize his ambitions.
The Emperor now intends to give the Crown Prince an important position.
She gave her sister-in-law a thumbs up.
Watching the two women exchanging glances, Emperor Rongsheng felt inexplicably annoyed.
If Consort Chen were still alive, she would probably look just as vibrant as this!
"Get up!" Emperor Rongsheng looked at Lin Muheng, who had been kneeling upright.
This son is, in fact, beyond reproach.
When he was a child, Master Qimiao predicted his fate, saying that this child had a special destiny and was not suitable to be raised in the palace.
The emperor kept pressing for details about what kind of special destiny it was, and whether even the emperor couldn't suppress it.
After Consort Chen's death, the emperor would often think of her for a period of time.
After all, they were people who had put their heart into things.
The Master of Wonders didn't want to kill a child; he wanted to say something vague.
Even if the Emperor needs to know something, Master Qimiao has no choice but to tell him.
He told him the truth, saying that Lin Muheng had to leave the palace, otherwise it would be detrimental to the rule of Daqing. He had to stay away from the palace until he was at least twelve years old before he could return.
A prince whose destiny is detrimental to the stability of the empire is a catastrophic disaster.
The emperor then had the idea of killing his son.
As he looked into the obsidian-like eyes of young Lin Muheng, a fleeting image of Consort Chen's cold gaze flashed through Emperor Rongsheng's mind.
He came to his senses and broke out in a cold sweat.
Master Qi took the opportunity to take Lin Muheng away.
This departure brought great joy to the entire palace.
The Emperor need not worry about the stability of the Great Qing Empire; the Empress has eliminated a thorn in her side.
With Master Qimiao by his side, Lin Muheng no longer had to worry about not seeing the sunrise the next day.
*
"Wang Defu, bring me the brush and ink!" The Emperor's thoughts returned to Lin Muheng.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Wang Defu's high-pitched voice was tinged with barely suppressed excitement.
Your Majesty, you've let your guard down.
Wang Defu was someone who grew up alongside the emperor from a young age.
Rather than being master and servant, the two were more like family.
The Emperor wasn't like this before.
He only became so suspicious after he succeeded in the struggle for the throne.
He feared that the throne he had obtained amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood would be snatched away by someone else.
Even a son wouldn't do.
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