This was the happiest moment for all the concubines in the palace since the young widow entered the palace.
The words written on their faces were: Concubine Chen, your good days are over, you should pack up and go to the cold palace.
Concubine Liang sneered:
"Sister Shufei, you should thank Chenfei. If it weren't for her great ability, Qi Yan would have committed the regicide disaster! Your Ewang Mansion, and even you, would be guilty of a capital crime."
Queen Duan said:
"Concubine Chen, return to Guanju Palace and recuperate. Tomorrow, the entire palace will pay its respects. If you are not ill, I do not want you to be absent without reason."
What you mean is, do you still have the nerve to go to the Yangxin Palace?
Is that the place for you? Are you worthy?
Don’t rely on the emperor’s favor and don’t come to greet me every day.
He sneered at Concubine Shu again, got on the phoenix chariot and left, with the palace maid behind him holding the pot of phoenix feathers.
Gao Guirong and Lin Jieyu comforted her,
"Sister Sheng, cheer up and apologize to the Emperor... You can't let them do what they want."
Sheng Xiyan nodded, she was anxious about how to cure Qi Yan's poison.
"Mother, I will take you back to the Yangxin Palace. Be good, and Father's anger will subside. I will help you comfort him."
Hua Xia and Jiang Jiang supported Sheng Xiyan and walked towards the Yangxin Palace.
He walked very slowly, as if he were a child who had done something wrong and was afraid of being scolded when he got home.
When we arrived at the Yangxin Palace, it was already dark.
As soon as Eunuch Fu saw her, he hurried over to greet her.
"Hey, Empress Chen, you're finally back. Come in quickly. The Emperor hasn't had his dinner yet."
Inside the hall, the lights were bright and the incense was slowly rising.
Emperor Xuanwu was still reading memorials on the throne, his brows furrowed like a mountain.
Eunuch Fu said carefully, "Your Majesty, the Queen is back."
He ran to the dragon throne,
"Father, I'm hungry. Let's have dinner quickly."
"Wait until Father finishes reading this letter."
"good."
Jiang Jiang climbed onto the dragon throne to accompany him.
Sheng Xiyan stood not far away with her head lowered. The pearl shirt on her body was brighter than during the day, making her look like a delicate flower beaten by rain.
There was a hint of sad beauty on her beautiful face.
After a cup of tea, Xuan Ling stood up and led Jiang Jiang to have dinner without even looking at Sheng Xiyan.
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