On the stage, a dozen palace maids were dancing an enchanting dance.
Xuexue then realized sothing was amiss, daringly, she had sat in Noble Consort Wang’s seat. It seed the relationship they had just nded was about to break again. The won in the Imperial Palace, for n and for status, beco frighteningly jealous.
Indeed, in the entire Imperial Palace, there was only one man, The Emperor, and so many won competing fiercely.
Noble Consort Wang occasionally shot over resentful glances, and Xuexue felt sowhat ill at ease. Lifting her eyes for a glimr, she saw the Empress’s triumphant expression, a gleam in her eye, then she lowered her head.
The Empress smiled and said, "Miss Situ, what’s the matter? Are you feeling unwell?"
Seeing her smug look, Xuexue deliberately defied her expectations and also smiled, "Thank you for your concern, Empress. Xuexue is quite well."
The Empress’s smile stiffened on her face, she gave a cold hum, and averted her gaze.
The Emperor sat among them, enjoying the dance, in a daze, seemingly hearing the Empress chatting...
The Emperor: "What are you talking about?"
The Empress wearing a gentle smile: "This concubine was chatting with Miss Situ."
"What were you chatting about?"
"This concubine thought Miss Situ seed absent-minded and wondered if she was ill?"
Upon hearing this, The Emperor got anxious, turned, and asked Xuexue, "Miss Situ, are you feeling unwell?"
The Empress’s face suddenly darkened.
Situ Xueer glanced at the Empress’s dark face and deliberately said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. Xuexue feels much better now."
"What exactly is wrong? Should I have the Imperial Physician take a look at you?"
"No need, I’m quite well."
"Are you really sure there’s nothing wrong?" The Emperor couldn’t help but ask again.
"Nothing’s wrong."
Seeing the Empress’s dark face, Xuexue felt much better. In her past life, in front of the Empress, her mother-in-law, she didn’t dare to breathe heavily, obeying east when told east and never daring west, always subservient. Every ti she saw the Empress, it was like a mouse seeing a cat. Now, seeing her suffer a setback, Xuexue’s mood greatly improved.
The Fourth Prince, leaning on a cane, ca over and sat next to Xuexue.
The Emperor frowned slightly: "Xuanxuan, with your limited mobility, you should be resting well in the palace, not running around. If you get hurt again, your Empress Mother will be worried."
The Fourth Prince caught the key words: "If the Empress Mother worries about this son, doesn’t the imperial father worry about this son?"
Upon hearing this, The Emperor was displeased: "If I don’t worry about you, would I say so much nonsense to you?"
The Empress, seeing the situation, quickly said: "Xuanxuan, quickly apologize to your imperial father. Among the many Princes, His Majesty loves you the most. How could you say he doesn’t worry about you?"
The Fourth Prince also realized the misstep and quickly apologized to The Emperor.
After all, now is a critical mont, and it’s crucial not to offend The Emperor. Otherwise, in the struggle for succession, if they fall from favor, he and his Empress Mother may find themselves with no place of burial.
"Imperial Father, this son was wrong. I beg Imperial Father’s forgiveness." Comparing won and power to one’s life, the forr doesn’t count for much.
The Emperor coldly added: "Good that you know, now don’t wander outside. Quickly return and rest well!"
The Fourth Prince hesitated for a mont.
The Empress imdiately reminded: "Xuanxuan, quickly thank your imperial father and then go back to bed rest well."
The Fourth Prince realized, reluctantly thanked his imperial father, then turned and left.
Only then did The Emperor’s face ease slightly, competing with one’s son for a woman, indeed, an unpleasant feeling.
However, to hug the beauty back, he could fall out at a mont’s notice, anyway, he had many sons. Having one more does not increase, having one less does not decrease.
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