Chapter 689: Punishment to Kneel
After hearing what the nanny said, Han An's heart tightened. He gritted his teeth and finally knelt down.
She knew very well in her heart that as long as there was any conflict between her and Concubine Wan, no matter what the reason was, it would definitely be her fault.
Moreover, compared to Imperial Concubine Wan, she had no advantages at all. Almost everyone in the capital knew that the Imperial Master had severed ties with her. She no longer had any support behind her.
Concubine Wan had been in the palace for many years and was deeply favored by the emperor. She was also Prince Yu's biological mother and her mother-in-law. She had no capital to resist.
She didn't know how long she knelt, but she felt her legs were numb. However, she could only kneel there straight.
Whenever she moved even slightly due to fatigue from kneeling, the maid next to her would immediately come to her and start pressuring her with palace etiquette. She had no room to refute and could only kneel there obediently. Even when her legs were numb from the pain, she still dared not move.
Finally, when Han An was about to faint, the senior palace maid beside Concubine Wan came out and bowed slightly to Han An who was kneeling on the ground. "Princess, the Concubine has asked this maid to bring you in. Please follow this maid."
Her gestures were not quite standard, and when she looked at Han An, there was no trace of respect at all. It was obvious that in her harshness, she did not even consider Han An's status as Princess Yu.
Han An naturally noticed the perfunctory attitude of the palace maid, but now she had no choice but to drag her aching legs and follow the palace maid into the hall.
The maid who led the way was a senior maid who served closely with Concubine Wan. She was deeply trusted by Concubine Wan and was responsible for many of her shameful deeds. It could be said that this maid was Concubine Wan's confidant.
Therefore, even though her heart was filled with resentment and unwillingness, she could only swallow her anger.
Soon, she followed the palace maid into the hall.
Concubine Wan was lazily lying on the chaise longue. Even when she saw Han An coming in, she just raised her eyes slightly and looked at him coldly.
"The daughter-in-law has met the queen mother."
Han An immediately saluted, but after she did, she still didn't get a response from Concubine Wan. She could only keep half-bowed, waiting for Concubine Wan to say no need to be polite.
She knew very well that all of this was just a trick used by Concubine Wan to torture her. In fact, such a trick could even be said to be somewhat unpresentable.
But, so what? Even if it wasn't presentable, it was still tormenting. She couldn't resist, and she couldn't.
Before long, Han An was on the verge of collapse.
She had been kneeling for a long time outside, and her knees were already red, swollen, and painful. Now half-bending like this, her knees were even more painful.
Finally, Han An could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.
Looking at Han An who had fallen to the ground, Concubine Wan's emotions remained stable. She looked at Han An with a half-smile, sneered and mocked, "It seems that you, Princess Yu, have really been pampered over the years! You've only been standing for a short time, and you've already fallen down. You really are spoiled!"
Han An was startled and immediately got up and knelt there, explaining, "Mother, I didn't mean it. I must have been kneeling outside for too long just now, so my knees hurt a little. Please forgive me, Mother."
"oh?"
After hearing Han An's words, the expression on Concubine Wan's face became even colder. "Are you attacking me?"
Han An, who was kneeling below, suddenly felt a cold breath coming towards her, and she could even feel her hair standing up.
"My daughter-in-law doesn't dare." Han An immediately lowered his head even lower, "My daughter-in-law just... just..."
Looking at Han An kneeling there, hesitating and unable to give any explanation, Concubine Wan sneered, "Oh, I thought you were so capable!"
"However, Han An, you may not be very capable, but you are quite scheming! You actually managed to coax the Imperial Master into helping you get such a golden medal of immunity from death. Are you trying to tie Chen Yu to you?"
"Mother, I really didn't know about this matter beforehand." Han An quickly explained, "I only found out about this matter after the prince returned home with the imperial edict."
Concubine Wan looked coldly at Han An who was trying to explain, as if she was looking at a clown, "If you say something like that, I'm afraid you're the only one who believes it!"
"However, you are quite courageous, actually daring to instigate the Imperial Master to obtain such an imperial edict for you. Do you really think that with this imperial edict, you can rest easy from now on?"
"My daughter-in-law didn't mean that." Han An raised her head and looked at Concubine Wan. "Mother, the Imperial Preceptor did this to alienate the relationship between me and the prince. She must still be holding a grudge against what happened back then."
When Concubine Wan heard Han An mention what happened that year, her expression suddenly became extremely ugly.
When Han An told Chen Yu about this matter, Chen Yu immediately went to the palace to tell the emperor.
The emperor was busy with the drought at that time. After hearing Nalan Chenyu's report, he was full of confusion.
However, in the end, for the sake of the people of Li, the emperor still went to find the imperial teacher.
After that, no one knew about the conversation between the emperor and the imperial teacher.
However, the imperial teacher soon sacrificed himself to heaven and resolved the drought.
However, the emperor seemed to live in guilt afterwards.
This is why, after Zhong Nianyao's return, the emperor's attitude towards her has become more respectful than before. Even the future candidate for the Li Kingdom has been handed over to Zhong Nianyao.
Feeling annoyed, Concubine Wan picked up the teacup on the small coffee table beside her and threw it at Han An.
Han An could have dodged it, but when she saw Concubine Wan's gloomy face, she didn't dare to hide. She could only continue to kneel there and watch the teacup hit her forehead directly.
She felt a sharp pain in her forehead, and then a stream of bright red flowed from her forehead, almost dyeing her eyes red.
Seeing Han An injured, Concubine Wan's heart was calm. She just shook her head and looked at the senior palace maid beside her, "Treat her wound first."
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