Huan Yue entered Qing'e Palace through the back door.
Xie Zhou followed her, trying to pull her to the Cheng'en Hall.
Huan Yue could kick him all the way to the Guangtian Palace.
What to do when your wife is too heartless? Xie Zhou felt wronged.
Other women might look at him, but his wife doesn't care.
Huan Yue entered the inner palace and the private quarters.
The night passed, and it was still raining, the sky was dark.
Huan Yue got a rope and started jumping rope on the eaves in front of Chengen Hall.
Such wide eaves are hard to find normally, so it would be nice to use Chengen Hall as an activity center. She even wants to turn it into a gym.
Xie Zhou finished getting ready, dressed in a purple python robe, leaned slightly against the door frame, and watched his wife jump with his arms crossed.
She wasn't wearing many clothes, but she didn't seem to be cold when she moved around.
The top was embroidered with delicate pink flowers, making it very pretty; the loose pants had the cuffs tied up, so when she jumped, she looked like a cloud bobbing up and down.
Suddenly going up and down, suddenly going up and down, Xie Zhou thought of something and quickly covered his nose.
The eunuch hurriedly looked at His Highness. Was he ill?
Get out of my way!
The eunuch hid to the side, watching the Empress jump rope. It was beautiful! She could jump in all sorts of patterns with just a rope in her hand.
The rope was swinging with a whooshing sound. A thought flashed through the eunuch's mind: Could it be that His Highness has such a hobby?
The rope isn't a leather whip; that's all just wishful thinking!
Huan Yue stopped, glanced at the scoundrel, and thought, "Does he deserve a beating?" He kicked him into the rain.
Xie Zhou slipped and almost fell, then quickly ran back; he couldn't be as useless as Pei Huanxu.
The eunuchs didn't care anymore. His Highness was always causing trouble anyway, so they just let it pass by.
Huan Yue took a break and prepared to practice the Eight Pieces of Brocade, asking as he did so, "Aren't you going to the morning court?"
Xie Zhou was pleased: "The court session was suspended. When Grand Commandant Luo died, the court session was suspended for two days, and the imperial carriage came to pay respects."
It's not that I'm happy the old man died, but that I'm happy to be able to stay home with my wife.
Huan Yue blinked. Grand Commandant Luo, that was the late emperor's tutor, almost ninety years old, very old. The late emperor had been dead for twenty years.
They still respect his father's teacher today.
Throughout the year, many princes, consorts, princesses, maternal grandparents, empress's parents, relatives of the imperial family, and high-ranking officials would likely suspend court sessions. Some would even suspend sessions for three to five days – this was a routine practice. As for attending funeral rites, it was quite arduous if it was windy or rainy. Therefore, saving face was paramount.
Some emperors didn't care; so what if they were criticized?
Huan Yue practiced the Eight-Section Brocade.
Xie Zhou remembered that Old Man Luo was already a Grand Commandant. What should he bestow upon him this time? There was also a posthumous title and a conferment of honors.
Because Old Man Luo lived a long life, the Emperor respected him; therefore, his family produced seven Jinshi (successful candidates in the highest imperial examinations), which had already made them a great family, and this time they would definitely compete for the title.
The key point is that Old Luo supports the Dong family, and he has a whole host of reasons for it.
Old Luo also has a great-granddaughter. Shouldn't Madam Dong have made arrangements for her?
Lady Dong is truly capricious! She tries to make Lady Shen compete for favor, yet she doesn't treat her well.
Is this a good thing? So many people are watching.
Old Luo's great-granddaughter had once considered becoming the Crown Prince, but Madam Dong overthought things, and by then the precious great-granddaughter was already eighteen years old.
Logically speaking, Miss Luo was a good match for Prince Peng, a marriage of convenience, right? But the Luo family looked down on Prince Peng, or perhaps Madam Dong was unwilling.
It's quite strange that Old Man Luo still supports Dong despite her actions.
Now that the old man is dead, he must have made his own arrangements.
This leads to a lot of trouble later on.
Before Xie Zhou ascended the throne in his previous life, his father had already dealt with most of the problems, which profoundly illustrated the meaning of "both thunder and rain are expressions of imperial favor."
The Crown Prince's position was supposedly unstable, but Old Man Luo, relying on his position as the late Emperor's tutor, still wielded considerable influence.
He even wanted to boss Wen Taifu around.
Grand Tutor Wen ignored him. Perhaps Old Man Luo was at odds with Grand Tutor Wen, and this disharmony extended to Xie Zhou.
Xie Zhou wouldn't necessarily resent Wen Taifu; it would only mean that Luo the old man was a petty person.
Many people think the same way; Old Luo's ambitions might be no less than the Dong family's.
So Miss Luo entered the Eastern Palace with the same idea as Madam Dong.
Would the Dong family be willing?
Miss Luo and Xie Yu were the same age, but Madam Dong didn't choose her no matter how hard she looked.
The Luo family actually rose to prominence by serving as imperial tutors, and although they have been doing so for decades, their foundation cannot compare to that of a century-old prominent family.
When Luo was young, he probably did things properly; but when he got old, the late emperor passed away, and the current emperor treated him too well, so he started to have ideas.
Therefore, Xie Zhou felt that some people shouldn't be treated too well.
After Huan Yue finished practicing, did he get all horny again seeing that scoundrel?
Luo Liangyuan is very favored, but she always ends up losing to her beloved.
Xie Zhou didn't want to think about anything else, he just wanted to think about his wife.
Huan Yue walked along the corridor back to the rear hall.
Xie Zhou followed almost step by step.
People privately suspect that His Highness has also lost his mind.
If you say His Highness and the Empress are so good, His Highness has never been good to any other woman.
The young lady from the Pei family is not worthy of His Highness's attention. Therefore, she must have bumped her head.
Xie Zhou didn't care what others thought; he just sat quietly in his wife's study, casually reading a book.
As for the Luo family's or Old Man Luo's schemes, that's the Emperor's business.
A palace attendant came to deliver a message: "The Empress Dowager summons Miss Luo."
Huan Yue finished tidying up and came out, standing at the door, and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? It's like your days are numbered."
The eunuch remained silent.
But wasn't Empress Dong the same?
The emperor insisted on deposing the empress, at the cost of the Duke of Rong retiring from office.
Dong Hou continued writing. What kind of person is Zhang Shu?
Na Luo Yao Hui's great-grandfather had just died; it was too painful to even hear about it.
So Empress Dong has always been like this.
It makes one wonder how she's survived to this day.
Huan Yue remained calm. Empress Dong was alive because of her abilities, and defeating her was not something that could be done overnight.
A palace maid came over and reported, "Zhang Zhaoxun has finished kneeling and is now lying down in her room."
Huan Yue asked with concern, "Is he alright?"
The palace maid reported, "He fainted twice during the night. The first time was an act, and the second time was also an act."
Huan Yue couldn't help but laugh; this was a classic case of "one tree being a jujube tree, and the other tree also being a jujube tree."
The little darling said, "Maybe she was always good at pretending."
I wonder if his skill in feigning illness is better than the Empress's headache?
But only those with the means can fake illness; many people don't even have the right to be sick.
The palace maid happened to see His Highness and said, "Zhang Zhaoxun wishes to see His Highness."
Xie Zhou said, "Bring her two eyeballs."
The palace maid was so frightened that she turned and ran away.
The little servants were trembling with fear and hid behind the Empress.
Xie Zhou looked at her: "What use are you?"
The young servant hesitated, slowly moving out and twisting her hands as she said, "I think it's right."
Therefore, this servant does not wish to see Your Highness. Your Highness should go somewhere cool and stay there.
Xie Zhou held his wife's hand, watching the little palace maid become bolder because of her pampering.
Huan Yue thought the little palace maid was quite clever.
Xiao Jiaonu knew that His Highness wasn't joking, even though he didn't usually have the habit of wanting people's eyes.
So she spent the whole morning walking around His Highness.
Huiqing thought to herself, "Don't let her trip over her own feet."
Isn't that how it is in the palace? If you do well, you're a superior person; if you don't, you're not even human.
Zhang Shu knelt all night and still didn't grow a brain.
What did she think she had to rely on? Forget about relying on Empress Dong.
Would Empress Dong not have kept the truly good ones for her son? She should have kept a handful for herself.
Being an empress comes with countless benefits.
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