In the past, she felt that the Empress was not favored by the Emperor, and among the three thousand concubines, she was the best one. In addition, she had been careful and virtuous since childhood, with a noble demeanor and outstanding talent in poetry. Therefore, she believed that even if she was not the Empress, everyone in the palace should know her status in the harem.
But only at that moment did she realize who the true empress was in this harem.
Even if the emperor disliked the empress, he still had to give her face.
What's this talk of avoiding suspicion? The Empress won't let go, so presumably the Emperor won't make things difficult for her.
Even if her beloved son was injured by the Crown Prince, the Empress doesn't have to do her a favor for it.
Yuwen Xian's injuries were not to be discussed with outsiders, but of course, she wouldn't hide them from her mother. She knew that Xian'er would no longer be able to have children.
Therefore, she now cherishes the face given by the Empress and tells Xian'er to behave herself, so that when the Crown Prince ascends the throne, the Empress and the Crown Prince will not make things difficult for them.
This was the Empress's attitude towards her.
Consort Xian felt aggrieved and instantly powerless. Her son was already in this state; what else could she do?
...
The Prince Xian's Mansion.
Looking at her son lying on the bed, Consort Xian looked worried. The proud and radiant Consort Xian seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.
"Xian'er, if you want revenge, your mother will definitely help you."
“No need.” Yuwen Xian waved his hand, staring blankly at the ceiling. “Mother, I have fallen in love with Xie Lingqin.”
"What?"
Princess Xian looked at him, her heavily made-up eyes filled with disbelief.
"Mother, Father doesn't know I'm injured yet, does he?"
"Of course, my mother won't say anything, the Empress isn't a gossip, and the Crown Prince certainly won't go looking for trouble."
"Then, regarding the marriage decree in a few days, I would like to ask my mother, no matter what, I want to marry Xie Lingqin. I know that Father Emperor must also be planning the same thing."
"Xian'er, the Crown Prince used to keep a low profile, but now he's using his methods with no less skill."
“We can cooperate with the barbarian lord,” Yuwen Xian said, his teeth clenched with desperate hatred.
...
Night falls.
In the bustling streets and alleys, amidst the sounds of drinking and conversation, a unique, rough voice, slightly intoxicated, filled the lively atmosphere of a tavern.
Across from the tavern, on the rooftop of a teahouse, Xie Lingqin, dressed in black, bathed in moonlight, gazed directly in the direction of Hei Bu Shui.
She had always suspected that the Underworld was connected with the barbarians.
This Black Cloth Water dared to publicly provoke her in broad daylight. Not to mention his audacity, it must have been at the behest of Prince Zhuidamu. Those who are so highly regarded by Prince Zhuidamu must know a lot about this.
“I knew you’d be here.”
A figure suddenly landed beside him.
It was white jade, and she was wearing an apron.
Xie Lingqin glanced at him and said, "You're becoming more and more like a shopkeeper these days."
"Zui'er is just like you, she loves money, so I have to work hard."
"Come on, you can talk about it after you've managed to win her over. But how's the business going at Tianxia Yiwei lately?"
"That's right, the money is pouring in like water. Plus what you made before by selling medicine to the Prince Xian, you've made a fortune. Hmm, you're rich."
As Bai Yu said this, she showed no admiration for Xie Lingqin. Instead, she swallowed hard and looked at Xie Lingqin as if she were a demon, her eyes dark and unfathomable, as if they held a different kind of flame.
"You're not going to tell me that I've fallen in love with myself, are you?"
Upon hearing Xie Lingqin's words, Bai Yu's eyes narrowed. "Heh, I can't appreciate your beauty." She then stopped joking and looked at the tavern across the street, nodding her chin. "Are you planning to wait here for an opportunity to get information about the Underworld from Hei Bu Shui?"
Xie Lingqin was not surprised by Bai Yu's words. After all, he had always known that she was poisoned and connected to the Underworld. "Yes, I have never forgotten the person who poisoned me," Xie Lingqin said.
"actually……"
Bai Yu tightened his grip, glanced at Xie Lingqin, his dark brows furrowed, his gaze deep and unfocused, before looking at Xie Lingqin and saying, "I have been to the King of Hell's palace."
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