Chapter 516 It all depends on whether God will open his eyes!
The Queen Mother's words stopped abruptly, and then she changed the subject, with an unquestionable force, "I will not return to the palace! I will live in the Prince's Mansion."
Her sharp eyes swept over Mo Liyuan, and then glanced meaningfully at Lan Xiyue in his arms, "She is pregnant, so naturally she can't serve you. As your mother, it is only natural for me to choose a few worthy women to take you in and take care of your daily life!"
Before she finished speaking, the empress dowager no longer looked at them. With a fierce rage, she was supported by her personal nanny, held her head high, and walked away in a fierce manner as if she had won a battle.
Seeing that his backer had left, Nalan Mei was afraid that if he stayed, he would become the target of his uncle's anger. He was so frightened that he dared not breathe. He hurriedly pushed the wheelchair of his mother, Princess Wenshu, and almost crawled away from this place of trouble.
Until the footsteps completely disappeared outside the door, and only the two of them were left in the warm room.
Lan Xiyue immediately struggled to get out of Mo Liyuan's arms. Looking at his handsome face, which still showed the afterglow of joy, she felt both angry and amused. She sighed helplessly, "Mo Liyuan, calm down and listen to me. I'm not pregnant!"
The smile on Mo Liyuan's face froze instantly, as if frozen. His deep eyes stared straight at Lan Xiyue, and his voice was filled with a subtle tension and disbelief: "Yu'er, what did you say?"
"I said, I'm not pregnant!" Lan Xiyue repeated clearly, enunciating each word with an extremely serious look in her eyes.
Mo Liyuan's brows furrowed tightly again. "Then just now...why did Mother suddenly say you were pregnant?"
Lan Xiyue held her forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Just now, I was simply disgusted by the eldest princess! Her tone, at her age, was still pinching her voice to imitate a little girl's coquettishness. I really... felt nauseous! Maybe it was just because I vomited for a while, and the Queen Mother made up her own mind! I wanted to explain it clearly right away, but you..." She glared at him angrily, "You didn't even give me a chance. You just came up and hugged me and shouted, 'You're going to be a daddy!'"
Mo Liyuan was silent for a moment. He stretched out his arms again and gently pulled Lan Xiyue into his arms, letting her head rest on his broad shoulders. He gently rubbed his chin against the top of her hair, and his deep voice rang in Lan Xiyue's ears: "It's okay, this is fine."
He paused, a faint smile with a hint of malice appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's just right, this prince can have Yue'er all to himself and spend some quiet time with the two of us, so that there won't be a little guy who really comes out and competes with this prince for favor."
Lan Xiyue snuggled in his arms, feeling his steady heartbeat. Her original depression eased a little, but when she thought of the Queen Mother's attitude, her heart was shrouded in a layer of gloom again.
Her muffled voice came from the crook of his shoulder: "Mo Liyuan... The Queen Mother... really hates me now. If she knew that I wasn't pregnant and it was just a misunderstanding, would she think I was deliberately playing tricks on her and deceiving her? Would she... hate me even more?"
Mo Liyuan tightened his arms around her slightly, and his warm palms gently stroked her black hair, as if he was soothing a restless little animal.
His voice was low and gentle. "While Mother is in the palace, please stay in our courtyard as much as possible. Don't go to the backyard to avoid direct confrontation with her. I'll take care of everything." His eyes became deep and sharp. "I will send Mother back to the palace as soon as possible. But for now... I have to put my Yue'er in trouble. Please bear with me for a few days."
Lan Xiyue sullenly uttered a "hmm." "I understand the Queen Mother resenting and hating me." She took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, I won't take it to heart."
Mo Liyuan lowered his head and kissed her smooth forehead softly. His voice was low and hoarse, like the friction of gravel, as he whispered something in her ear.
Lan Xiyue raised her eyes unhappily and glared at him angrily.
Mo Liyuan raised the corner of his mouth in an almost imperceptible arc, and his strong arms passed through her knees and back, easily picking her up and carrying her sideways, walking towards the bed.
On the other side, the Queen Mother returned to the Jingfeng Pavilion in the backyard with a gloomy face, which was specially used for her to rest.
The hall was filled with calming agarwood incense, but it did nothing to soothe her restlessness. She sat heavily in the cushioned rosewood armchair, a layer of inextricable gloom hanging between her brows, her chest heaving, and it was obvious that she was feeling suffocated.
The old maid who served her carefully brought her a cup of warm ginseng tea. She observed her expression and gently advised, "Empress Dowager, calm down and take care of yourself. Speaking of which, the Regent Princess's pregnancy is a truly joyous occasion. Haven't you always hoped that the Prince would have children soon?"
The Queen Mother snorted coldly, her well-kept face filled with disgust. Her fingertips tapped the smooth armrest irritably. "Happy event? Humph! I can't be happy at all right now! Yuan'er's child is naturally the apple of my eye, but that Lan Xiyue..."
She paused, her tone suddenly becoming harsh, filled with deep resentment, "Who the hell is she! She's so vicious, her hands are stained with the blood of my son, is she worthy of being Yuan'er's principal wife? Is she worthy of giving birth to the direct heir of my Mo family's royal family? She's not worthy!"
Just then, Nalan Mei slowly came in pushing Princess Wenshu who was sitting in a wheelchair.
There was a poisonous ice in Princess Wenshu's eyes. She happened to hear the Queen Mother's last words, and a cold arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty is absolutely right!" Princess Wenshu's voice was low, but every word was clear, stirring up trouble. "Lan Xiyue is as vicious as a snake and scorpion, and she's guilty of regicide. How could she possibly be qualified to hold the position of Regent Princess? Your Majesty, as the Empress Dowager, should have made a decision earlier, for the sake of the royal bloodline, the reputation of the Regent, and even more so, to seek justice for our tragically deceased brother."
She lowered her voice, like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue, "In my humble opinion, Queen Mother might as well carefully select a gentle and virtuous lady from a noble family as the regent's princess. As for the baby in Lan Xiyue's belly..."
She paused deliberately, observing the Empress Dowager's expression. "After she's been pregnant for ten months and gives birth... then, all Mother needs to do is find a pretext to secretly deal with her. Wouldn't that be clean? This would both save the Emperor's grandson and avenge his brother's blood feud. What do you think, Mother?"
Princess Wenshu wore a perfectly balanced expression of grief and indignation, but inwardly she sneered: "A child? Ha, whether it can be born safely depends on whether God will be willing to help!" Not only did she want Lan Xiyue to die without a burial place, but she also wanted to prevent the birth of the piece of flesh in her belly.
Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother frowned tightly, her cloudy eyes rolling, revealing deep struggle and hesitation: "Wait until Lan Xiyue gives birth to the child... and then get rid of her secretly?" She was not a soft-hearted person, but when she thought of her youngest son Mo Liyuan's cold and resolute character, and his obsession with Lan Xiyue, her heart tightened.
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