October 5th, early in the morning.
The capital of Laifeng Kingdom, the Prime Minister's Mansion in the city.
Yuwen Tianqi got up early and washed, changed his clothes and combed his hair with the help of Yansheng and the servants.
"Hurry up, clean it up!"
After breakfast, Yuwen Tianqi personally directed the servants in the mansion to clean here and tidy up there. The servants in the entire Prime Minister's Mansion were ordered around and were very busy.
"Aqi, what are you doing? The housekeeping can be left to the housekeeper, why are you personally supervising it? Besides, it's still early, why don't you go get some more sleep?"
Situ Luoyun, who had changed into a palace dress and was about to enter the palace, looked at her hardworking husband with a little heartache.
"Sir, isn't Xuan'er about to return to the capital? Of course, we must order the servants to clean the entire Prime Minister's residence spotlessly."
Yuwen Tianqi suppressed the corner of his mouth that was raised, and said it with a face that looked like a spoiled child. It was completely different from the way he had been when he first learned that Hua Qingcheng was coming to visit.
When Yuwen Tianqi learned that the son-in-law whom he once despised was suddenly named the princess and became the crown prince of Laifeng Kingdom, he was completely stunned. He couldn't sleep for three nights because of this.
However, Yuwen Tianqi later changed his mind and realized that this was the best outcome. His son would like his wife, and he would be satisfied with his son-in-law, giving him the best of both worlds. After all, while Situ Xuanye couldn't become the Crown Princess's principal concubine, a Crown Princess's concubine would most likely become a future noble concubine or even an imperial concubine, a position of inestimable prestige.
Among the nobles of the capital, Yuwen Tianqi was probably the best at marrying off his sons. (Of course, the adopted son of the Feng family also married a princess, but he was younger than Xuanye and therefore not a concern.)
"It's best if you can figure it out."
Situ Luoyun curled his lips into a smile, then left the main courtyard and hurried to attend court. As long as Ah Qi stopped thinking about marrying Xuanye to Xiahou Yu, the daughter of the Prince of Pingxi, he could do whatever he wanted.
At the hour of Xu, in the Qiongyu Palace of the Laifeng Kingdom.
"Deshan, hasn't the emperor arrived yet?"
Imperial Lord Ouyang Yuming, dressed in royal blue brocade court robes embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns and adorned with jewels and jade, sat before a laden altar filled with delicious food. The Emperor had sent word of his arrival at the Qiongyu Palace half an hour earlier, but he had yet to arrive.
Ever since learning that Feng Lingyan's daughter was not only alive but had been crowned a princess, Ouyang Yuming was so enraged that he nearly destroyed the entire Qiongyu Palace. Fortunately, Ouyang Yuming had a considerable fortune, and no matter how much he destroyed, he always used his private vault to replace the damaged items.
"Your Majesty, the Emperor has just sent someone to inform you that she is busy with state affairs, so you can have dinner first and don't have to wait for her." Deshan bowed and reported.
"Being busy with state affairs is just an excuse! He must have been seduced by some vixen again!"
Ouyang Yuming was so angry that he threw all the delicious food on the Bailing stage to the ground. Plates of delicious food and fine wine were immediately "crackling" and spilled everywhere.
"Your Majesty, please calm down!"
"So what if the fourth princess Nalan Qingcheng becomes the Crown Princess? There is still a long way to go from the position of Crown Princess to the most honorable position. It is still unclear whether she can live that long. She can be enthroned, but as long as the mistakes she makes are big enough, she can also be deposed, don't you think?" Deshan said expressionlessly.
"Well, Deshan, you have a point. In your opinion, what kind of mistake is big enough to make the emperor directly abolish her position as the crown princess?" Ouyang Yuming narrowed his eyes, as if thinking about something.
"The Emperor is extremely possessive and most dislikes close relationships between concubines and women outside the harem. Perhaps, Your Majesty can start from this aspect..."
…
Youlan Palace.
"Father, Feng'er has already eaten. The imperial kitchen gave us an extra bun tonight, please have it!" Ten-year-old Nalan Qiufeng handed the only bun to Situ Mingting.
“Cough cough cough…”
"Feng'er, please eat. Father is not hungry." Situ Mingting had a pale face and forced a bitter smile with difficulty.
Situ Guijun, once a life of luxury and prestige, was now reduced to wearing coarse cloth and plain clothes. Not only was he unable to eat enough for three meals a day, but he also had to eat cold rice and cold dishes, or even rotten leftovers. Situ Mingting, who was becoming increasingly thin, no longer had the radiance he once had, and his health was quickly failing.
"Father, I will go to the Queen Mother and plead for mercy. Even if she no longer favors you, she cannot let you go hungry!"
Looking at Situ Mingting, who had become a completely different person in just a few days, Nalan Qiufeng couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Feng'er, don't go."
“Cough cough cough…”
"Your mother has already disliked your father. If you go again, it will probably only make her unhappy, and it might even implicate you. Besides...it's okay, just don't go."
Situ Mingting hesitated to speak. He knew that Nalan Yunzhi was the king of a country and would not treat the concubines in the harem harshly in terms of food, clothing and other expenses, even if they were banished to the cold palace.
The Imperial Kitchen must have been behind this harsh treatment, and the man behind it was most likely Ouyang Yuming. If Qiu Feng rashly went to the Emperor, Ouyang Yuming would surely punish him.
Today, Situ Mingting has no power and is even disliked by the emperor. He is thinking about finding a way to send his youngest son out of the palace. He cannot let Qiu Feng die with him in this cold palace, or be harmed by someone else.
…
Jingyi Palace, garden.
(An Zihao's bedroom)
"Mr. An Rong, Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess is about to return to the palace. The masters of each palace are now preparing gifts for Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess. Why don't you prepare it earlier?" Xiao Xinzi, An Zihao's personal eunuch, asked in confusion.
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