NABC Chapter 385 The Empress Dowager is in Trouble 6
Chapter 385 The Empress Dowager is in Trouble 6
(*Modified*, different timeline*)
Several more days of wind and snow followed.
Yimei Garden.
Perhaps the wind has clouded my mind.
Cui Jin dismissed Yu Ying, whose eyes were darting around.
He winked at the powerful eunuch in the woods—remember to scare her tonight, lest she ruin your plans.
People really do only know what they want when they're pushed.
Cui Jin noticed Yu Ying's little scheme and, after a moment's thought, decided to take the initiative herself.
The saying "older people are more caring" is not without merit.
Furthermore, Xiao Su should not have forgotten their friendship and will surely lend a helping hand.
The time, place and people are favorable.
Aunt Yi intervened to send Zhen Xi away, and the Empress, suffering from a headache, found a "fairy maiden" from the common people to share the Emperor's favor. Consort Hua was immersed in the high spirits of slapping the old woman in the face.
Cui Jin and the young prince, who had smelled the fragrance, rolled around together.
Fat Orange was completely absorbed in the song and dance performance arranged by Xiao Yi to commemorate deceased friends.
The seemingly cunning eunuch failed to intimidate Yu Ying and was instead struck on the head with a club.
This is complete chaos.
Yu Ying decisively took a big sniff of the fragrance, then casually pounced on the big fat orange cat, pretending that she was also a victim.
But they forgot to consider how a lowly palace maid like themselves could obtain this spiced incense.
Banyan Tree: My attempt to hinder you was truly brilliant!
The "Fairy of Startling Beauty" presented by the Queen of Headaches fled the scene in panic.
Empress Dowager De, who was second in line at the banquet, could only recover from her previous illness only to fall ill again.
The scene was utterly chaotic.
Miaoping, out of good intentions, stirred up a gust of wind to extinguish the candles near the plum garden for them. This disturbed Eunuch Su, who was running to call the imperial physician, and he fell several times in the dark.
When the farce ended.
Whose butt got frozen?
Miaoping covered her eyes, saying: "I'm so embarrassed, I don't know."
Consort An really didn't want to talk to her two silly maids about the Empress Dowager's son's buttocks.
I could only invite my "colleague" who loves to freeload over to share this gossip.
Half of the desserts were placed on the table.
You can put out more sunflower seeds; if they cause people to get a sore throat or other ailments, they'll probably not come back next time.
Aunt Yi gave Xiao Linzi some shredded chicken, which she hid well; it smelled delicious.
Consort An gave instructions to others.
He couldn't help but drool again.
Ah—the price of gossiping about others is truly high.
But the fact that the late emperor's beloved son took a concubine from the palace is hilarious!
The former favorite concubine outside must be feeling like she's about to vomit blood.
I'm suddenly a little glad that I don't have a troublesome son anymore.
As for the emperor and palace servants who also suffered from frozen buttocks, the old concubines were not surprised at all, after all, there are no secrets in the palace.
The older generation was well aware of Empress Dowager De's fondness for her eldest son.
After this incident.
Empress Dowager De once again secluded herself to recuperate.
Let her cousin handle this good fortune of being a noblewoman alone.
How can one secure their position without experiencing a great deal of hardship?
Heaven is blind! How could such an absurd person as the fourth prince ascend the throne? If only the fourteenth prince had been emperor.
Think of a possibility.
Empress Dowager De decided to no longer sincerely dissuade her cousin, who was pregnant in the harem, from playing the "Match-3" game.
beat.
Give me a good beating.
If the fourth son doesn't have any surviving children, he might have to beg his fourteenth son to give him a son.
then.
Fat Orange discovered.
My mother's recent smiles are truly terrifying.
Mother, Father, and Emperor.
Who can wake up my delirious mother?
His laughter was both radiant and foolish, as if he had suddenly returned to the age of being born decades ago.
Big Fat Orange felt a deep chill.
He had a little idea: to encourage his mother to follow the example of the young prince's mother and live away from home for a few years before returning.
I wonder if Xiaoyi can persuade her.
If there's a problem, duck soup is a good choice; otherwise, it's fine.
This would be a legendary story anywhere.
......
Several years have passed in the blink of an eye.
The battle record of Ning Shou Palace can be verified.
There are no casualties reported so far.
Through Aunt Yi's persuasion, Consort An managed to strike up a conversation with An Li. One was a big eater and the other loved to eat; they even played cards together when they lived in the garden.
These two quickly became a couple.
They lamented why Heaven hadn't allowed them to enter the palace together.
Consort An even quoted poetry: "I was born before she was born... she was born after she was old..."
An Li may have been healed a little too much by Aunt Yi.
After sending a maid and an old nanny back to his mother, he no longer worried about his domineering father back home and began to focus on himself, eating tangerines as a dish.
They coaxed him into eating and asking for rewards.
The goal is clear and specific: to save more money for retirement.
Have a baby? No.
Consort An told her about the recent situation at Ning Shou Palace, and she also wavered about whether or not to take medicine to pray for a child.
But... the thought of having a daughter might lead to her being forced into a political marriage.
And the prevailing notion that it was difficult to maintain a pregnancy in the uterus.
An Li decided to put this matter aside for now.
Not everyone is like Sister Zhen and Sister Shen, who have a strong physical foundation and can withstand repeated malicious attacks from others.
Aunt Yi raised her eyebrows slightly.
If you don't want to raise a child and don't want to endure the pain of childbirth and pregnancy, then forget it.
The girl even pretended to be weak.
You call eating five meals a day a sign of poor health? Humans are so complicated—thankfully I'm just a puppet.
...
At Fat Orange's resort.
The relationship between Zhen Xi and An Li is visibly cold.
One is full of fighting spirit to have a second child, while the other just wants to slack off within the rules.
Some are merely acquaintances, and some will refrain from harming each other for the time being, but who knows whether they will gain leverage over each other in the future?
But.
Our Wanbi will never have the chance to wear the shimmering brocade that Anli gave her.
The same applies to scar removal gel.
They would occasionally bump into each other while strolling in the park, exchanging only a few perfunctory greetings before nothing more was said.
Wan Bi was in a good mood.
The elder sister finally came to her senses and stopped actively clinging to An Li.
She really, really didn't want to fawn over An Li, that petty master.
Her dear elder sister! Hurry up!
There's no hope of becoming an empress or imperial concubine.
Is the position of imperial concubine not something that can be easily obtained?
Zhen Xi really felt that getting another promotion was a bit difficult.
As for her trump card, the Dance of the Startling Swan.
Not to mention.
Who would have thought that before she even signed up for her own performance, Consort Hua would present several dancers to perform this thing as if in a competition?
unlucky.
Consort Hua is truly her nemesis.
Zhen Xi's expression was solemn, clearly worried about his future.
Ugh.
Let's have another one.
Hopefully, Physician Wen can help me recover.
And at this time.
Shen Hui, who was pregnant alone, was also worried.
They used to live in the same palace, but the palace maids fought over who would serve the emperor, which caused me to drift apart from Zhen Meimei, and I still haven't been able to resolve the conflict between us.
A single tree cannot support itself.
I'm so worried, so worried.
...
Both are in the same chubby orange harem.
Consort Hua, the nemesis of imperial concubines, has no worries at all.
That year.
She inadvertently witnessed the Emperor's unsightly state of having his buttocks frozen in the Plum Garden, and in an instant, all the love and hate in her heart returned to calm.
So.
Zhen Xi and Shen Hui only suffered minor physical pain in the early stages before Consort Hua forgot about them.
There was no fake pregnancy, forced kneeling, or being lectured.
Let whoever wants to cause trouble do so.
Anyway, Nian Shilan saw through it all.
Why should I, a heartless man, lose my dignity and sink into depravity with him?
No matter how you calculate it, it's a loss.