To: Your disciple Xuan Hong
Hong'er, by the time you read this letter, your teacher will already be a corpse.
Sir, you have achieved nothing in your life, and all your glory is thanks to you.
In terms of literary talent, I cannot compare to the top scholar of that year; in terms of imperial strategy and tactics, I cannot compare to Mr. Li, the tutor of the crown prince.
But your mother chose me for you.
The gentleman didn't want to know why, but when I met you, you were still a child.
At that time, I was being ostracized by many of my colleagues in the Hanlin Academy because my scheme to outwit Mr. Li had failed.
That day, ginkgo leaves covered the blue bricks, golden like a river, with traces of autumn wind.
You took my hand, looked at me, and asked:
"Are you the tutor my mother chose for me?"
At that time, I already had the intention to retire and dared not even dream of becoming the Grand Tutor to the Prince.
But you didn't despise me, and still chose me to be your husband.
At that time, I thought, whether it was because of your birth mother's persuasion or because you felt a connection with me, the reason didn't matter. From now on, I will do everything in my power to protect you.
I am writing this letter so that you can leave an heir for the Xu family.
If this letter reaches Hong'er, then the master will surely have kept his promise.
Hong'er, the throne is not easy to sit on. Your teacher is not talented enough to accompany you on your journey.
From now on, prioritize your own needs and don't worry too much about the mother-son relationship with the Empress Dowager.
You are the most important person.
—This guilty subject bids farewell to Your Majesty.
Yuwen Xuanhong sat on the dragon bed, reading the letter left to him by Grand Tutor Xu, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
There was actually someone in this world who truly cared for him.
He was the cowardly tutor whom he looked down upon.
That day, when Huo Xiaolong and Lan Tingche were overturning the case, Yuwen Xuanhong stopped them in time and pulled the Grand Tutor to the Imperial Study to discuss how to deal with the situation.
At that time, Grand Tutor Xu did not say anything, but firmly told his students.
"Your Majesty, rest assured, I will not allow any evidence against you to fall into the hands of others."
The emperor had no idea that Grand Tutor Xu was risking his own life to accompany him.
"Sir!" Yuwen Xuanhong called out as he put the letter into his robes.
The emperor was already in poor health, and after this blow, he immediately fainted on the bed.
"Someone come here! Someone come here! Summon the imperial physician!"
The Imperial Hospital has been very busy these past few days. There was a group of injured eunuchs and maids in Consort Xiao's palace, and Hou Xiangxiang was only responsible for saving their lives.
To save someone means to bring them back to life.
She will need her fellow students from the Imperial Medical Academy to handle the aftermath.
Hearing the summons of the imperial physicians, the busy imperial physicians were thrown into chaos. Senior Brother Hou Xiangxiang asked:
"Where is my junior sister? Wasn't she the one who treated the Emperor's illness?"
"Oh, senior brother, please don't forget about your junior sister. She won't be able to come to the Imperial Hospital these next few days."
Why can't we get through?
"She's recuperating at home. Her mother returned to the capital yesterday and was beaten that night. Before midnight, someone sent her a sick leave note. She's in bed resting her backside now."
"..."
The younger sister and her senior brother didn't understand. How could a twenty-year-old girl still be able to get beaten?
How can someone so grown up still upset their own mother?
"Fine, I'll go!" said Dean Wang.
"What if it can't be cured, senior brother?"
"If even my junior sister can't cure me, how can I? I'll just keep going as long as I can."
Their junior sister has the best medicine, and if she can't get it, how can they?
On his way to the emperor's bedroom, Wang Yuanshou saw a group of palace maids from Shuhua Palace busily carrying something. Having worked in the palace for so many years, he didn't ask any questions.
Approaching us were two of Shuhua Palace's eldest aunts.
"Qingsong, should we put all these things away?"
"That's right, these are all our mistress's private treasury."
"Isn't it too early to put it away now?"
"What do you mean 'early'? Our lady has been waiting for this day for over a decade. When the time comes, you can go wherever you want. Didn't you say you wanted to be a coroner in the Jingzhao Prefecture or the Ministry of Justice? You are the eldest aunt of Shuhua Palace. With just one word from our lady, you can definitely get in."
Qingman lowered her head, shook it shyly, and said to Qingsong:
"I don't need Your Majesty's help, I'll take the exam myself."
"Wow, our Haruman is that amazing?"
"hey-hey."
Today, Xiao Lanhua thinks the palace is so beautiful, the wind is beautiful, the clouds are beautiful, and the flowers are beautiful.
"Is Sister Lanhua in such a good mood today?"
The woman's uncontrollable smile was noticed by Consort Wei, so the Empress teased her.
"Isn't the Empress the same? Her complexion has become much rosier."
Xiao Lanhua pulled her clothes back a little, patted the chair next to her twice, and gestured for Wei Shuyi to sit down.
“However, you should tone it down a bit lately; you’ve been making too much noise,” the woman in the bright yellow palace dress said softly, sitting beside her.
"This is quite a commotion? I wish the whole world knew that Xiao Lanhua is no longer the Imperial Concubine Xiao."
"You're still talking to me? Don't you also want to leave the palace? I see you've already prepared the white banners for your Phoenix Palace. He's your husband. You're more ruthless than me."
The Empress rolled her eyes. She had done it secretly. If Xiao Lanhua had made this move, people would have thought she was going out to fight again.
"I'm not trying to be mean, but you two, one an Imperial Noble Consort and the other an Empress, don't care about any of the affairs in the harem. You're just sitting here having a good time."
Consort Wen has been extremely busy these past few days. For some reason, after the palace coup, neither the Empress nor Consort Xiao has taken care of the inner palace, so this task naturally fell to her.
I used to dream of becoming the head of the harem, but after getting it, I realized it wasn't so great.
Seeing the two of them basking in the sun and admiring the flowers made Consort Wen even more displeased.
"What's wrong with your accent? It sounds just like mine!" Xiao Lanhua asked, sitting up as she held a handful of grapes in her hands.
"My son brought it for me."
"Speaking of your son, Wen Zhao, do you know him? On the day of the palace coup, your son sent himself to the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion as a hostage."
Xiao Lanhua had a minor disagreement with Consort Wen before, and although there was no deep-seated hatred between them now, she still wanted to mock her.
Hehe, love-struck fool! Your son isn't mine, I don't have him!
Consort Wen was furious; she held back for a long time before finally managing to utter a single sentence.
"That's still better than being a concubine; at least someone will take care of me in my old age."
"Me too, I have my eldest nephew, and I'm only in my thirties this year, I can still have another one if I try hard."
"What? You've already found a father for the child?"
These people now have no more scruples and have long wanted to make arrangements for what happens after the Emperor's death. Those who can leave the palace will leave. Originally, Consort Wen was most worried about her son's life, after all, the Prince of Zhenbei had just arrived in the capital and he was the most vocal.
Not anymore. Being love-obsessed has its advantages.
"Of course, my childhood sweetheart."
"Tsk tsk tsk, Xiao Lanhua, you really have no shame, saying these things in public."
"I'm so happy!"
Winter had arrived in the capital. These ladies sat in the Imperial Garden admiring the plum blossoms, each holding a hand warmer. They looked perfectly harmonious.
Unfortunately, this harmony was based on the premise that the emperor was about to pass away.
If possible, a woman would never want to make things difficult for another woman.
We don't want to compete with a group of women for one man's affection.
It's pointless.
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