Su Jingyao narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Yan Zhaoyi with cold eyes.
At that time, Zhaoyi Yan and Xu Xiurong joined forces to deal with Concubine Xian. Given Concubine Xian's vengeful nature, if she hadn't stopped them, would Zhaoyi Yan still be alive?
The virtuous concubine only had minor quarrels with Yan Zhaoyi.
"But I will not deny that what Concubine Xian did was indeed condoned by me. When you first entered the harem, you poisoned my palace clothes. After so many years, could it be that you have forgotten?"
"Or do you think that I am a person who repays evil with kindness? Since you have chosen to enter the harem, and after entering the harem, you have entered the quagmire of calculation, then you must bear the consequences of failure yourself." Su Jingyao looked majestic and her tone was cold.
The Seventh Prince looked at the Queen with an indifferent face, and then at his mother who was kneeling on the ground in despair and almost crazy. He felt as if his heart was being pressed by a huge rock and felt extremely uncomfortable.
He pursed his lips, his eyes full of pain and helplessness.
"Empress, please, for the sake of your son, please let Mother go."
The Seventh Prince's voice was filled with tears and there was pleading in his eyes.
"Miaoyun, help the Seventh Prince up." Su Jingyao frowned slightly, looking a little helpless.
"Seventh Prince, you are of royal blood. No matter what happens to the Yan family in the end, it will not affect you. Your mother should not have brought you here today."
"You are old enough now. After studying in the prince's academy for a few years, you will naturally be able to distinguish right from wrong, good from evil. Whether it is me or your father, we will only punish according to the evidence. Once verified, we will deal with you according to the laws of the dynasty."
Su Jingyao slowed down her tone and spoke earnestly.
The Seventh Prince sighed, his face full of fatigue and loss, "Mother, let's go back."
If grandpa really did those things, the queen could not save him.
"You are your father's child. Go and beg your father to let the Yan family go! If the Yan family is gone, what will you do in the future?"
Yan Zhaoyi was completely confused at this time, and her voice was sharp and piercing.
Although she is a concubine of the Yan family, she has been taught to be one with the family's glory since childhood. Now that her family is imprisoned, how can she stay out of it?
How can the concubines and princes achieve anything in the future without the support of their families? Perhaps the seventh prince won’t even be granted the title of prince!
Su Jingyao shook her head helplessly.
Fortunately, Jun Zechen had foresight and these princes left their mother early to be taught uniformly in the prince's residence, which prevented these princes from being contaminated by the concubines' schemes and secrets.
"Miaoyun, take Consort Yan away and confine her to Yuqing Palace. Send the Seventh Prince to the Prince's residence."
Su Jingyao waved her hand.
"Yes, Master."
Miaoyun responded, then walked forward, forcefully helped Yan Zhaoyi up, and took her away.
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In the imperial study, Jun Zechen summoned the eldest prince, his eyes full of admiration, and affirmed his outstanding performance during this trip to Jinzhou.
The father and son also communicated a lot.
Time passed, night fell quietly, and darkness gradually enveloped the entire palace.
When Jun Zechen arrived at Kunning Palace, Su Jingyao had already finished her dinner and was lazily curled up in the rocking chair in the bedroom, holding a book in her hands. Her loose tube-style dress was like a soft cloud, completely covering her bulging belly.
Jun Zechen walked over quietly, with a doting smile on his face, and picked her up.
He whispered, "Don't read at night. It hurts your eyes."
As he spoke, he gently carried her to the bed.
Jun Zechen washed up with Anshun's attentive service, and then lay down wearing loose underwear.
He skillfully placed his head gently on her belly, his eyes full of tenderness and expectation.
He accompanied the child throughout the whole process, watching him grow up little by little. Every night Jun Zechen would talk to the baby in his belly.
When Jun Zechen was pregnant with Xingxing, his state of mind was completely different from what it is now. When he was pregnant with the twins, he had just ascended the throne and was extremely busy with government affairs.
Only the one in the belly now, Jun Zechen sees it with his own eyes and touches it with his own hands every day, and talks to it from time to time, and can truly feel the fetal movement.
Seeing him lying at the root of her legs as usual, Su Jingyao raised the corners of her mouth and gently stroked his hair with her small hands.
Suddenly, Jun Zechen looked up at her with surprise in his eyes.
"Yaoyao, the baby seems to be moving."
It was Su Jingyao who started calling the child "baby". At first, she didn't know whether it was a boy or a girl, so she just called him "baby, baby".
Jun Zechen thought it was corny at first, but after hearing it so many times, he started to call her that naturally.
Su Jingyao looked at Jun Zechen like this, her heart full of emotion. Sometimes she even found it unbelievable that he had really changed a lot in the past ten years.
"Well, he's been very naughty lately. I'm afraid it's a boy."
Su Jingyao's voice was as gentle as the wind, with a hint of speculation.
"By June, Doctor Li should be able to fully diagnose the pulse."
"Imperial Doctor Li took my pulse these past few days and said it's most likely the prince."
Jun Zechen got up from her, stretched out his arms and held her in his arms.
"Yaoyao wants a princess or a prince?"
"I like them all, both the princess and the prince are good."
Su Jingyao's voice became lower and lower, with a hint of fatigue.
The two chatted warmly. As the night grew deeper, Su Jingyao began to feel sleepy. After she became pregnant, she became much sleepier.
Jun Zechen felt her breathing gradually become steady, and gradually fell asleep.
Inside the bedroom, candlelight flickered, light and shadow danced on the walls, the emperor and empress slept in each other's arms, the scene was peaceful and beautiful.
It felt like just a moment, Jun Zechen slowly woke up, he slowly opened his eyes, looked around in confusion, full of doubts.
Why am I not in Kunning Palace?
here it is......
He looked carefully and found that it was Xiyan Palace?
A look of surprise instantly appeared on Jun Zechen's face, and he became more and more confused. Why did he suddenly come here?
He was full of suspicion and his steps involuntarily moved towards Yaoyao's bedroom.
When he entered the bedroom, he saw a woman lying on the bed with her back to him.
Is it Yaoyao?
Jun Zechen's pupils suddenly shrank, and a bad premonition surged in his heart.
How can she be so thin?
The thin back looked like a dead person, lifeless.
A deep groove formed between Jun Zechen's eyebrows, and he didn't even dare to move forward.
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