"Don’t worry, I will deal with her!"
Pang Wenzheng slowly stood up, grabbed the clothes hanging on the screen and put them on.
"Proceed with the second step of the plan!"
"The second step, huh? But this requires Empress Qiao’s involvent. Can you handle her? Tsk, that woman, she walks through chaos and remains unscathed!"
Xue Mingzhu looked at him with a seductive gaze, a blush rising on her cheeks, appearing shy and charming.
Pang Wenzheng said calmly, "Naturally I can, hmph, you won are all so empty, and I happen to be able to satisfy you all! I’m not afraid she won’t agree!"
"Is that so? Well then, I’ll quietly wait for your good news!"
...
The Imperial Palace, Kunyuan Palace.
Empress Qiao silently watched the man in front of her.
"You want to take action to help you?" Empress Qiao spoke as she paced slowly, appearing sowhat puzzled, "Why does your plan need to execute it?"
"With your involvent, it will be more seamless."
Pang Wenzheng stepped forward, approaching Queen Qiao. Attracted by his masculine strength, her cheeks slightly reddened.
"It’s not impossible for to help you, but you must agree to one condition."
Empress Qiao ca forward and placed her hand against his solid chest, her eyes flowing with autumn waves.
This man, he’s truly formidable, making one’s heart yearn.
The only thing annoying is that this man moves through a sea of flowers unscathed, just like how he also describes her.
Pang Wenzheng, "What condition?"
"What do you think? What I want, don’t you know?"
Empress Qiao smiled charmingly, her gaze burning as she looked at him.
Pang Wenzheng fell silent for a mont and said, "I already belong to you, doesn’t the Empress know?"
"No, you still have Bing Qin by your side, don’t you? Or do you intend to renege?"
"With her, it’s rely playacting. What kind of person she is, don’t you know? Just a living corpse!"
Pang Wenzheng sneered, as if the scene of him entangled with her before had long been forgotten.
"Yes, a living corpse... Yet you keep associating with her, how can people bear it?"
Empress Qiao revealed a profound smile.
Pang Wenzheng stepped forward, gently caressing her beautiful hair, which had begun to show so gray.
"Old, old, youth no longer!" He paused and added, "It’s ti to think of yourself."
Empress Qiao smiled faintly: "I have always thought of myself; otherwise, I wouldn’t have remained a clay Bodhisattva all along. A clay Bodhisattva, hm, lacks firepower."
"It’s ti to have so firepower."
"Alright, I agree, but only as a lead."
"That’s enough."
Having finished speaking, Pang Wenzheng was about to leave when Empress Qiao’s sweet voice sounded from behind: "Won’t you stay? Even if it’s just for half an hour."
Her words were extrely ambiguous. Pang Wenzheng hesitated for a mont, just about to turn around when suddenly, a sharp voice ca from outside.
"The Emperor has arrived—"
Pang Wenzheng and Queen Qiao both froze, probably never expecting the Emperor, who never visits Kunyuan Palace, to co today?
"Could it be discovered?" Queen Qiao’s heart trembled.
"No, no one knows!"
Pang Wenzheng was calm, then turned and left inward, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Queen Qiao quickly tidied her attire, bowed and knelt down on the ground.
"Your concubine greets Your Majesty, long live, long live, long long live!"
Qi Yun strode in and looked at Empress Qiao kneeling on the ground, saying lightly, "Rise!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Empress Qiao slowly got up, just halfway when Qi Yun suddenly asked, "Why does your voice tremble?"
Empress Qiao’s movent suddenly faltered, she raised her head and said surprisingly, "Emperor, upon seeing you, I am too excited, hence unable to control... I’m afraid I’ve amused you."
Empress Qiao deserved to be a veteran of the harem; her response was impeccably fitting.
Qi Yun nodded slightly. These days, he’s been pondering the assassination attempt, with no doubt there must be spies within the harem but who exactly remains unclear.
He once suspected Empress Dowager Xue. On the last grand court assembly, the poison was confird by Li Qingmu as being from the Nanyang Shixin Fruit, which was once presented by Xue Mingzhu during the Empress Dowager’s birthday banquet; but later, upon inspection, it was indeed a lychee tree.
Li Qingmu wouldn’t deceive him, and he trusts him, so without doubt, the trees had been switched.
In other words, they used the suspected tree and then transported in a real lychee tree, creating a foolproof arrangent.
The harem affairs are won’s matters, and Qi Yun seldom pays attention, allowing people to exploit the loophole.
He felt it was ti to reorganize the harem.
Those able to stir trouble within the harem must be unusual; Empress Dowager Xue certainly has issues, but what about this Empress?
On a whim, Qi Yun decided to visit and see what the Empress was doing.
He wandered around Queen Qiao’s palace without finding anything.
"What is the Emperor searching for? Tell , perhaps your concubine can help you?"
"Your palace is arranged very elegantly, not bad."
"Thank you for the praise, Emperor."
Empress Qiao made a slight bow, with graceful and appropriate deanor.
Qi Yun frowned; this Empress was too dignified and virtuous, making him feel unreal. Infighting among won was normal, such majesty, he feared was just a façade?
"Were you frightened by the assassination attempt?"
Qi Yun sat on the soft couch, suddenly asking.
Empress Qiao’s face turned pale, imdiately kneeling down: "Please forgive, Emperor, at the ti your concubine couldn’t arrive promptly to protect you, causing you distress!"
Qi Yun said nothing, rely stared at her.
On the grand court assembly day, concubines were seated below; the Empress was closer but actually distant, besides her being a woman, coming would an death, far better to maintain the rear.
On that day, she managed, during the tumult in the hall, Qi Yun saw how she maintained order among the palace concubines, thus this was indeed ritorious.
Now asking forgiveness, this was excessive.
Excessive performance indicates sothing amiss!
If not for Li Qingmu and his wife’s reminder, he wouldn’t have noticed soone in the harem trying to dig his grave!
"Rise, given the ergency then, the Empress’s protection of the concubines and heir were ritorious, what guilt is there? Well, the matter has passed for a while, Empress, don’t worry about it, it’s late, Empress, retire early!"
After so comforting words, Qi Yun turned and left.
Once he left, Pang Wenzheng appeared from sowhere, looking ominously at the departing figure: "He’s suspicious of you!"
"Let him be suspicious, I haven’t done anything wrong? In all matters, I haven’t been involved; what can he do? Even if accounted for, it’s at most... not watching over those below well, nothing more!" Empress Qiao paused and laughed captivatingly at the man behind her, "So, do you still want to act?"
"I don’t want to either, but, the arrow is on the string, must be released!"
"Alright then!"
User Comments
0 comments from readers