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"Your majesty, please let my brother go on account of Wu Hen. After all these years of fighting in the north and the south, he still has some hard work to do …"
Yan Yihan felt like the clothes on his chest were going to be soaked by her tears. Sigh ~ Women really are made of water, especially this kind of woman.
A string of tears rolled down her face, and her shoulders twitched rhythmically in his embrace. Her crying grew louder and louder, but there were no more tears. It seemed like she had used less medicine just now … She sobbed, "Your Majesty …"
"Alright, alright, I …"
"That won't do. If it wasn't for the fact that Qi Meng was so lucky, she would have already been buried for a long time now. Your majesty …" Woo … "You have to make the decision for your daughter!"
The hastened empress also burst into the imperial edict. This damnable Imperial Consort Cen, came in the middle of the night to plead on behalf of her damnable niece. Did she think she was easy to bully?
"Empress, why are you here as well? What's going on?"
Yan Yihan was infuriated, but there was nothing he could do. He could only pat the door and say, "Are all the guards dead!?"
"Sister, I beg of you, please let Shuang’er go. My brother doesn't know anything about this. It's common for girls to play around with each other, wuu …
Imperial Consort Cen didn't expect to be killed halfway. She forced out another stream of tears and knelt down towards the empress. Her pitiful appearance once again caused Yan Yihan's heart to ache for her.
He rushed forward to help Imperial Consort Cen up, patting her gently on the back to comfort her, before turning his head to Huangfu Feixue, whose face was also covered in tears before he had a chance to speak.
"Empress, the back of her hand is all flesh. Since Qi Meng's body is fine, let's forget about it. Next time, ask Shuang’er to kowtow and apologize to Qi Meng. What do you think?"
Since the emperor had already opened his mouth, what else could she do? Huangfu Feixue glared at the lowly woman who had revealed a complacent expression to her, forcefully withdrawing her tears.
"Feixue is determined by the emperor. Your majesty, Qi Meng is also your daughter. Don't you feel sorry for her …" "Howl …"
Tears of grievance welled up in her eyes and she burst into tears. Yan Yihan quickly patted Imperial Consort Cen and let go of her, then he went forward to hug Huangfu Feixue.
"Don't cry, don't cry. How could Zhen not feel sorry for Qi Meng? In the entire imperial palace, no one knows that Zhen dotes on her the most."
As he spoke, he waved to Imperial Consort Cen, indicating that she should leave quickly.
Imperial Consort Cen didn't expect things to go so smoothly. She thought that she would have to cry for a few more days before she could succeed. She didn't expect to get permission from the Emperor today.
Since her goal had been achieved, she naturally had to leave as soon as possible. She wanted to go to the Sky Prison to see her brother and tell them of this joyous event.
"Xue'er, be good and stop crying!"
Yan Yihan had too many worries, and it had been a long time since he had a beauty in his arms. In order to coax Huangfu Feixue, he could only temporarily put aside his worries and walk to the soft couch at the back of the study. Of the main women in the imperial harem, no one knew better than him how to coax them.
Huangfu Feixue was easy to deal with. He comforted her gently while patting her back with one hand. After the other hand patted her back a few times, the sound of her crying gradually turned into other sounds. She was truly a passionate woman, not much different from Imperial Consort Cen …
Actually, the empress had no choice for Cen Shuang’er at the moment. In that era, everything was decided by the emperor, and the law could not restrict such a top power unless one touched upon their interests.
The Huangfu Family was in danger of being expropriated, and Huangfu Feixue didn't dare make things too difficult for the Emperor. Otherwise, it would be even harder for her family to escape this suspicion.
Compared to the crown prince, the crown prince was more important. However, during this period of time, her son avoided her and refused to see her, saying that he would never worry about the throne again, allowing Royal Father to give whatever he wanted.
Her son must be the emperor, or else there will be no place for her in this palace anymore. If you don't fight for it, then I will kill all those who could possibly sit in this position, and then, he won't be able to say that he wouldn't sit in this seat anymore.
And tonight, the emperor released his Cen Family and Third Prince's backing in front of her. This was completely telling her who was stronger and who was weaker.
This was what had troubled her so much. The consequence of Yan Yihan doing this now was that she wanted to immediately get rid of Yan Wuhen, who had threatened the position of Crown Prince.
Princess Anning Mansion
Dongfang Ning sat quietly, enduring Mei Er's actions of patting her clothes again and again. Mei Er had helped her dress up for almost an hour in order to go to the Zuo Xiang Fu's house.
Why were the princess' clothes so complicated? After being wrapped by layers of palace clothing, her originally slender body actually looked a lot fuller than before.
Her skin was fair and rosy, and her face was full of innocence. Her two big eyes were bright and bright. If it wasn't for her cold temperament, anyone would have thought that she was a little girl that hadn't grown up yet.
This kind of girl could do so many shocking things. He was truly worthy to be his master. Xue'er was already stunned when she saw him in the dark. What kind of girl would have such a complicated temperament?
She could do anything, yet she still retained her pure and clear eyes. They were as clear as a pool of clear water that could be seen through. She was just like a pure and unworldly girl.
"Enough!"
The two girls could not understand why their master would go to the Zuo Mansion after dressing up grandly. Previously, she would always be the one to cause trouble while wearing the same inner clothes. Today, they let her dress up quietly for the whole morning.
She was not only dressed up, she was also riding on a carriage specially reserved for princesses, which was led by twenty palace people, followed by a hundred guards, who majestically headed towards the Zuo Family. On the way, many commoners saw her, and they all knelt down to salute her, because she was sitting on the imperial carriage, and the commoners finally knew, that this was the legendary tyrannical princess.
"So a commoner princess isn't any worse than those princesses who grew up in the palace. Who said that she was the same as a gatekeeper?"
"This commoner princess looks really pretty, like a fairy. No wonder she dares to kick the exam mama!"
"It's hard to believe that this is the woman who beat up Miss Cen when she first entered the sect …"
This kind of procession would attract attention wherever they went. It was not that there had never been a princess before, but this princess was not ordinary. She had her own Princess Mansion, her own carriage, this was the difference.
Thus, her actions today were tantamount to using her identity as the princess to make a public appearance in the capital.