Yan Shiren nodded and didn't say anything more. It's better for everyone to understand this kind of thing in their hearts; it would be pointless to say it out loud.
The two talked for a while, and the prince who was playing the bamboo flute finished his piece and was looking at Zhao Shuqiu for praise. "Princess, I wonder if you liked my piece?"
Zhao Shu looked directly at him. To be honest, he was quite good-looking, a Western handsome man. Anyone who has seen Captain America knows that the captain is quite good-looking. Zhao Shu had been a fan of him for a while. This prince was just like Captain America, tall, strong, and handsome. He must have many suitors in his own country.
She thought for a moment, "Your Highness plays it very well, but the culture of Dayong is profound and extensive. If Your Highness wants to learn it, I'm afraid it will take three to five years to even get a basic understanding."
The prince was somewhat disappointed, but if he were to come to Dayong to study Dayong culture for a few years and then return to inherit the throne, it was basically impossible.
He sighed, politely bowed, and returned to his seat without showing any anger.
“Ah Jun, this person is quite polite,” Qiu Tong said.
“He is indeed very gentlemanly.” Zhao Shu did not refute this.
Just as the next prince was about to make his mark, a palace maid carrying wine suddenly poured it on Zhao Shu. Although it didn't soak her clothes, it did wet them. In front of the court officials and foreign princes, the Empress Dowager and Zhao Yi couldn't say anything. They simply instructed Xiao Fuzi and Ji Yun to handle the situation, while Zhao Shu naturally went to change her clothes.
As she was being helped out of the back gate of Ganlu Hall, she had a strange feeling that something was wrong. When they reached the side hall next door, Chuchun brought her clothes, and she was changing when the door was pushed open.
Zhao Shu frowned because she saw Ning Meiren walking towards her.
Zhao Shu squinted, "Where is Xiao Guozi?" She usually didn't need eunuchs to help her change clothes. Xiao Guozi always stood guard outside when she changed. He should be guarding the door now. If he was at the door, Ning Meiren absolutely could not come in.
"Princess, he's alright. I just sent him away. He'll be back soon," Consort Ning said softly. She looked very haggard, more than ten years older than usual, and didn't look like a palace concubine at all. She looked like a refugee from a few months ago.
Zhao Shu glanced at her attire and said in a light tone, "Consort Ning, you are still a beauty, why do you have to make yourself look like this? Others will think that the palace has mistreated you."
"Haha." She suddenly laughed. "Princess, you're joking." She walked over and, before Zhao Shu could speak, pulled up a chair and sat down. "As the princess said, I'm just a beauty, what could I possibly have?"
"Even a beauty like Ning Meiren doesn't have her food, clothing, and lodging provided in the palace. Ning Meiren is degrading herself and yet she wants to accuse others of mistreating her?" Zhao Shu sneered. She had made arrangements for Ning Meiren, but seeing her come over now was beyond her plans and out of her control, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
“You don’t need to be like this. If I didn’t have this much skill, I wouldn’t be alive today after all these years in the palace,” said Consort Ning, trying to clear up Zhao Shu’s doubts.
Of course, Zhao Shu also knew that she had her own abilities; she couldn't have survived this long without some skill.
"What do you want with me?" Zhao Shu didn't want to waste time and asked Ning Meiren directly. She must be very sad to see her son about to be beheaded. She had lost hope, lost her support, and lost her own flesh and blood. Today she had tasted it all.
When she used me, she probably never imagined she would end up like this.
If she hadn't deliberately used him, how could she have married Gu Chongxuan and ended up in such a miserable state?
Therefore, she did not let Consort Ning be beheaded along with Zhao Bi. She wanted her to watch, to watch the son to whom she had poured everything die in front of her, so that she could also taste the pain of losing her own flesh and blood!
"I've come to beg you," she said blankly. Then she suddenly stood up and knelt down with a thud. She immediately started kowtowing, hitting her forehead repeatedly until it bled, but she didn't stop.
Zhao Shu looked at her coldly and sneered, "You're begging me? I wasn't the one who issued the decree to kill your son, so what's the use of begging me?"
"I beg you, I know you hate me, although I don't know why, but I know you hate me, otherwise you wouldn't have spared my life. I beg you, please spare my son! If you have any grievances, take them out on me!" She kept kowtowing.
"Heh." Zhao Shu laughed sarcastically. "I hate you? Why would I hate you? I just don't like you, and I don't like your son either. I always cut off the roots of people I don't like. Do you dare to disagree? If you disagree, then keep it to yourself. Let me tell you, Ning Meiren, not only will your son die, but your Gu family will also die. Your people can go and report it. I'm not afraid."
If Zhao Shu were to attack the Gu family without their knowledge, she would feel it would be an unfair victory. After Zhao Yi ascends the throne and Zhao Bi dies, she will begin to deal with the Gu family.
We must torture them little by little, making them wish they were dead!
Especially Gu Zhongxuan!
Ning Meiren raised her head with tears in her eyes. Her forehead was bleeding from a cut. She asked in confusion, "Why? Tell me why?"
"Because I don't like it, understand? Consort Ning!" Zhao Shu emphasized these three words. Born into a noble family, she had climbed for more than ten years to reach the position of Consort, but now she had been demoted back to Consort. She felt as if her flesh had been scraped out.
"Because you don't like it?" she asked, her eyes brimming with tears. "You don't like it, so you want to take away my life? Zhao Shu, how can you be so cruel?" She broke down in tears, never imagining that all her misfortunes were simply because Zhao Shu didn't like it.
She had always known this princess was terrifying, but this was the first time she had ever heard of her being this terrifying.
It was terrifying. She shook her head, refusing to accept the fact.
Zhao Shu approached her, staring into her eyes. "Yes, it's because I don't like you. I don't like you, so I want to destroy everything you have. Do you hate me? Is it good to hate someone? I hope you die with hatred for me, oh no, live with hatred for me, live with nothing. Have you ever thought about becoming the Empress Dowager? Unfortunately, you can't be. Your son is about to die. Consort Ning, soon, you won't even have a family left."
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