Chapter 485 - Our Kings Manor Doesnt Need a Second Consort (2/2)
A chill ran down Mo Xuetong’s spine. So this was what Consort Zhao was up to. She did not manage to get what she wanted at the Empress Dowager’s the other day, and now she was causing trouble at His Majesty’s. It seemed that the He family was definitely going to make one of their daughters King Xuan’s Second Consort.
“That’s a pretty good idea. Who do you think should be the Second Consort, my love?” Emperor Zongwen immediately agreed after giving the idea some thought. He felt that Anping was a little too young. However, his son insisted on marrying her and he had no choice but to agree. Now that he thought about it, Anping was not even 15 yet and was too young. It would be troublesome for her to manage the large back courtyard of King Xuan’s Manor. Furthermore, even though Anping was still a child, his son was now a man. There had to be someone who could serve him by his side.
As for the women already in Feng Yuran’s manor, the Emperor did not consider them at all.
“Your Majesty, I have a person in mind. There are a few girls who came with my maternal family to the capital during King Xuan’s wedding. First Miss He is both mine and Elder Sister’s niece. If she becomes King Xuan’s Second Consort, this will make our relations.h.i.+p even closer. Furthermore, she is a capable girl and can take care of His Highness and Consort Xuan. If Elder Sister were here, she would definitely be pleased with this match.”
Consort Zhao said with a smile.
She had indeed recommended He Yufen. A flash of anger appeared on Mo Xuetong’s soft cheeks. A cold, mocking smirk grew on her lips. However, just when Mo Xuetong was about to speak, Feng Yuran tugged on her hand, and the words halted at her lips.
“Consort Zhao, how do you know that my mother, who is in heaven, would definitely like that girl? If Consort Zhao really likes that girl, you don’t have to keep bringing up my mother to support you. If Mother likes something, she will definitely tell me in my dreams. Why will she tell you and not her biological son? It makes it seem as if you and my mother are closer than my mother and me.”
Feng Yuran laughed coldly and lashed out there and then. A devilish smile appeared on his handsome face as he spoke to Consort Zhao angrily.
Feng Yuran had never been a patient or kind person to outsiders. He was also Emperor Zongwen’s most favored son. As such, he would not allow Consort Zhao to keep mentioning his mother for her own benefit. He spoke loudly and brashly without any considerations for Consort Zhao.
No one else other than Mo Xuetong noticed the blood-thirsty look that flashed in his eyes. He had always suspected that Consort Zhao had something to do with his mother’s death. He had also never trusted the He family. If he could prove that they had something to do with his mother’s death, he would not let them off.
He would seek revenge for this debt of blood!
Mo Xuetong could sense the coldness that Feng Yuran emanated. She held his hand tightly and hope that she would be able to provide warmth to him. She had the same views as Feng Yuran about Consort Zhao. This woman was not a simple character. She was able to make the Minister of Works work for her in secret for so many years. The minister was under her control completely. She was not an ordinary character at all.
“Your Majesty, I was just… just thinking that if Elder Sister were around, she would definitely be willing…” Tears appeared in Consort Zhao’s eyes, but she tried her best to hold them back in. Mo Xuetong could not help but be in awe of Consort Zhao’s acting. The women in the palace were all impressive figures. She had spoken so weakly; it made it seem as if Feng Yuran was the one in the wrong.
Fortunately, Feng Yuran had never had a good reputation in the first place!
“Consort Zhao, you are not the Empress. Choosing a Second Consort for me should not be any of your business. Did you come so early today to talk about a Second Consort for me? It is such a pity because I do not want a Second Consort.” Feng Yuran said to Consort Zhao angrily. Then, he turned to bow to Emperor Zongwen casually and said, “Father, you don’t have to worry about me. I’ve seen too many crying and acting women here; I don’t want to see anything like this again. I’ve worked hard to make my back courtyard quiet and peaceful; do you want me to create a mess again?”
Feng Yuran sounded extremely rude and made it sound as if Emperor Zongwen wanted to see trouble in Feng Yuran’s back courtyard. He sounded completely like a scoundrel and this made Emperor Zongwen mad. He pointed at Feng Yuran and scolded. “Old Eight, you scoundrel, you… you…”
The Emperor was so angry that he could not even speak.
Consort Zhao pretended to cry then and went to press her hand at Emperor Zongwen’s chest. She consoled him. “Your Majesty, don’t be angry. King Xuan did not mean to make you angry. It was all my fault for not minding my own business. King Xuan, if you are angry, be angry at me. You can’t anger your father.”
Consort Zhao was no longer behaving coquettishly. Instead, she pretended to be virtuous. This changed happened so very quickly. Mo Xuetong smirked to herself and glanced at Feng Yuran from the corners of her eyes. She saw that there wasn’t a hint of annoyance in his handsome eyes at all and knew that he was up to something again. As such, she allowed the situation to progress and did what she should do.
Given the situation, she should, as Feng Yuran’s wife, step out and do something.
“Your Highness, don’t say anything else. He is your father!” Mo Xuetong urged as she stepped up and tugged on Feng Yuran’s robe.
Emperor Zongwen was very pleased with Mo Xuetong when he saw how gracious she was.
“Anping is so gracious. Anping, can you really manage the back courtyard by yourself? Should I send a virtuous woman to your manor? I heard First Miss He is kind and gentle. She will be able to help you if she enters your manor.” Emperor Zongwen tried to work on Mo Xuetong instead, ignoring his son.
Were they going to send that woman into their manor no matter what?
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