Chapter 213 Pretending to be pitiful
In a blink of an eye, it was the day when the third prince left the capital.
He still held out a glimmer of hope and wanted to enter the palace to see the emperor, but was stopped outside the palace gate by Feng Ruobao.
Feng Ruobao said in a shrill voice, "Third Prince, His Majesty knows that you are filial and will take good care of your health. His Majesty said that he hopes you will go to your fiefdom and protect the people there. His Majesty awaits your good news in the capital."
The Third Prince clenched his fists tightly beneath his sleeves, but a gentle smile remained on his face. "Please, Eunuch, tell my father that I will not let him down. Please take care of yourself, Eunuch."
After saying this, he bowed to Eunuch Feng and got on the carriage.
As the carriage left the palace, Wei Qingyan was riding towards them. When they passed each other, the third prince lifted the curtain and nodded and smiled at Wei Qingyan.
Wei Qingyan also nodded slightly as a return gesture.
Soon, the carriage curtain was forcibly pulled down, and a woman's unhappy voice came from inside, "Your father has been bewitched by that Lan, and he can't even tolerate us, mother and son.
She is Lan Shu's person, and she runs around the palace so often, how can she be a good person? Why do you need to lower your status to care about her..."
This was the voice of the Third Prince's mother. Wei Qingyan didn't take it to heart and squeezed the horse's belly.
She was not familiar with the Third Prince to begin with, and now that she was Chang Qingnian, she had no contact with him at all.
The Third Prince was a prince, and she was a daughter of a minister, so there was no need for him to lift the curtain to greet her.
Because of my mother's connections in the palace, the concubines in the harem don't like my mother, so they won't like her either.
When the Second Prince saw her, her eyes were not eyes and her nose was not a nose, but that was her true attitude.
Unlike the third prince, who could smile gently even though he was obviously unhappy, the seventeen-year-old boy could already use laughter to hide his true thoughts.
Such a person is more terrifying than the Second Prince.
Fortunately, there will not be much contact in the future, and the emperor will not summon him to Beijing in the short term.
Thinking of this, Wei Qingyan's eyelashes curled up, and she understood the real reason why the emperor was in a hurry to send the third prince away.
Not wanting him to follow in the footsteps of the second prince is one thing, but the most important thing is that the third prince, who is not favored by the emperor and has no hope of becoming the crown prince, will not become the target of possession for the time being.
The emperor was protecting his son in disguise.
It is said that there are no fathers, sons, or brothers in the royal family. The late emperor interpreted this statement vividly, but his kindness and filial piety were his weaknesses.
Perhaps, if he didn't sit in this position, he would have a better life.
"Miss Chang, you're here." Before Wei Qingyan got off the horse, Feng Ruobao ran up to him excitedly.
A palace maid hurriedly led Wei Qingyan's horse over, and Feng Ruobao led Wei Qingyan into the palace.
When no one was around, he whispered flatteringly, "Your Majesty asked me when you would enter the palace today when he woke up this morning. He is eagerly awaiting your arrival."
Wei Qingyan responded with a smile, but did not take it seriously.
During the days when the emperor was injured, she would go to the palace to visit him every day, but their relationship was not so close that the emperor would look forward to her entering the palace early in the morning.
What's more, my mother is still in the palace, and the person the emperor wants to see most every day should be my mother.
At the same time, the secret guard reported what happened outside the palace to the emperor.
Knowing that his third son had left, the emperor waved his hand, signaling the secret guards to leave, and sighed to Lan Shu, "I used to think of being the emperor as my responsibility, and didn't feel it was hard.
Now, I really feel that this position is not meant for anyone to sit in. I don’t know what they are fighting for.”
Lan Shu said calmly, "It's probably because they can't get it, so they will always be tempted to take it. What's more, they have supreme power and can control the power of life and death in the world."
The emperor was made the crown prince when the previous emperor ascended the throne. The only crisis he faced was when the previous emperor wanted to change Shi Yu to the crown prince. Naturally, he could not understand the feelings of the princes who were competing for the throne.
The emperor seemed to be thinking about this and said in silence, "These days, I have been investigating the events of the past and found out that the late emperor wanted to make Shi Yu the crown prince. It was Shi Yu who told me this.
It can be seen that he is indeed not interested in the throne and power.
However, he is the crown prince of Fengzhao. If nothing unexpected happens, he will ascend to that position when he returns to Fengzhao. Once he becomes the king, he will have no control over many things.
Will our Qingyan be wronged? Otherwise, should I leave Qingyan in Wei?"
Lan Shu frowned, "What do you mean? What do you want to do?"
Thinking of something, she said solemnly, "Shi Jin, I don't allow you to interfere with my daughter's marriage. No one knows what will happen to her and Shi Yu in the future.
We as parents have already failed in our duty. We must not do things that make her unhappy under the guise of caring for her. Promise me!"
The emperor felt that when Lan Shu called him Shi Jin, she treated him as the father of her child, or even her husband.
I was just testing Lan Shu's nerves, but seeing her acting as if she were facing a formidable enemy, like a hen spreading her wings to protect her chicks, I nodded quickly and said, "I promise you, I won't do anything rash."
He raised his hand as if to swear, and when he raised his hand, the wound was moved, and he gasped with a hissing sound.
Lan Shu glared at him, but her brows relaxed. "If you're not feeling well, just take care of yourself. Why are you thinking about those trivial things?"
"Yes." The emperor was extremely obedient, but he sighed softly in his heart.
When Shi Yu becomes emperor in the future, in order to balance the forces of all parties, he will definitely take in women of all kinds to fill his harem.
By then, the situation he and Qingyan are in will be the same as that of him and Lan Shu back then.
What's more, Shi Yu grew up in the Great Wei, so it would be more difficult for him to truly take power in Feng Zhao than it was for him back then, especially since he had Empress Feng Zhao who had been in power for many years.
He really didn't want his daughter to go to Fengzhao and suffer injustice, and he had other plans in mind...
Thinking of this, the emperor sighed heavily.
Lan Shu understood the emperor's concern for his daughter, but she believed in her daughter and wanted to follow her wishes, so she said, "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings."
The emperor was very pleased with the tone of an ordinary old couple. He covered his wound and frowned, gasping for breath.
"But it hurts again?" Lan Shu hurried over to support him, "Lie down for a while."
The emperor shook his head weakly. "My head and back hurt from lying down for so long. Let me lean back and rest for a while. I still have to deal with memorials later."
Seeing that he was injured like this and still had to deal with state affairs without delay, Lan Shu felt a little distressed and guilty.
She had originally entered the palace to protect him, but instead he protected her and got him hurt. The two emotions were stuck in her heart, so she didn't notice the emperor's thoughts, sat behind him, and let him lean on her arms.
Remembering that he said he had a headache, she raised her hand and pressed his solar plexus.
Feng Ruobao led Wei Qingyan, unable to advance or retreat.
His Majesty has been looking for opportunities to act pitiful in front of Concubine Shu these days. If he goes there now, wouldn't he be disturbing His Majesty's good fortune?
But if he doesn't go in, what if the princess leaves the palace and His Majesty wants to see her again and blames him?
Just as he was hesitating, Lan Shu's voice rang out, "Come in."
She recognized her daughter's footsteps.
Wei Qingyan stepped in, but before he could even salute, the emperor weakly waved his hand, "No thanks, but do you want breakfast?"
Wei Qingyan had gradually gotten used to the emperor's greetings over the past few days and replied, "Yes, I have."
The emperor waved his hand, signaling Lan Shu not to press it anymore.
He wanted to take the opportunity to get closer to Lan Shu, but he was reluctant to tire her out, so he said, "Get me some pillows."
He then instructed Feng Ruobao, "Bring over the important memorial."
Wei Qingyan stepped forward to help, letting the emperor sit against the head of the bed, and Feng Ruobao also came over with a stack of memorials.
The emperor pointed at the memorial and said to Wei Qingyan, "I don't have much strength. Please read it to me."
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