C115 (1/2)
”Actually, even if this servant were to help, the Crown Prince wouldn't be able to live past a month. It's better to not let it hurt too much than to have it hurt too much.”
Chu Lingyun raised her head and looked at her: ”Is the poison this serious?”
Xianghe nodded with a complicated look in her eyes. ”The poison dancers are determined to have the crown prince die. The empress has already ordered for the death of the poison dancers.”
Chu Lingyun frowned and thought for a moment, then asked: ”What about the child in her womb?”
”He asked the imperial physician to give him a bowl of medicine and it was removed in the blink of an eye.”
Chu Lingyun was more or less relieved, ”It's good that that evil son of his hasn't descended into this world yet.”
Xianghe looked towards the southwest, ”The Empress has lost her Crown Prince, now is the time to be sad. Someone's child is about to fall, I'm afraid she's very happy,”
Chu Lingyun knew that she was referring to the Yongle Palace from the southwest, and a trace of malice flashed across her eyes, ”The children of Consort Hua came with great ingenuity, after Royal Brother passed away, her children are about to replace the existence of Royal Brother.”
”Consort Hua's birth is ordinary, you can't compare her with the Empress no matter what,” Xianghe comforted her with a smile. ”How can her child replace the crown prince?”
Chu Lingyun impatiently waved her hand, ”I didn't mention Consort Hua and her child, it's just that the Emperor had just lost a prince and was about to receive another one in the blink of an eye. I'm afraid that my pity for the mother and myself will have been reduced by a few points, no wonder that before Royal Brother passed away, he didn't even come to the Changchun Palace much.”
Xianghe rolled her eyes, and said with a smile: ”But whether it's Consort Hua giving birth to a prince or a princess, they will not affect the princess' status.”
”Why do you say that?”
”Does the princess think that the prince of the Consort Hua can be compared with the prince of the Prince Duan?” Xianghe smiled slightly, ”Then can the princess of the Consort Hua be compared with you?”
Chu Lingyun nodded her head and laughed: ”It is indeed impossible, but why would you say that this child will cause trouble in the future?”
”All the so-called trouble comes from uncertain factors, didn't the Princess think that the Prince Duan would join hands with this child? That was the reason why the Prince Jin and the Prince Duan joined together to fight against the Crown Prince,” Xianghe said as she took a deep breath, ”Princess, in order to not repeat the same mistake as before, we must make our preparations in advance. Have you forgotten what the Empress has done?”
Chu Lingyun looked at her hesitantly. ”In order to prevent the harem from having other children to share with the crown prince, mother secretly used some tricks to prevent many concubines from successfully giving birth to their children. Do we have to do this to the Consort Hua as well?”
”Of course,” Xianghe said as she lowered her head respectfully, ”Since ancient times, there have been many capable people who killed their own brothers and sisters in order to step onto the peak of power. Our plans today are truly not worth mentioning.
Chu Lingyun calculated in her heart, and raised her eyebrows comfortably: Isn't the current Shiron Emperor only stepping on his little brother's corpse to ascend to the next level? I don't care about that, and I'm not afraid.
The days slowly flowed past like autumn water in a pond in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Xue Ronghua raised her eyes and looked at the forest outside the window, those increasingly bare branches …
”Miss, it looks to me like winter is approaching,” Little Zhui said as she brought some tea into the house, ”Last night, the Madam left.”
Xue Ronghua's eyes flashed with surprise, but after some more thought, he realized that there was nothing to be surprised about. She was already deeply poisoned, and it had been a long time since she had heard news of Madam Ye, but upon suddenly knowing that she had passed away, she felt that her fate was too hard to predict. She did not know when he would take away someone's life, such as the crown prince.
”It's fine if she's gone, but it's been so long that she's like a cripple. To die before winter, without having to suffer any more wind or frost, it's also a good thing for her.”
Little Zhui rubbed her hands together, and poured some hot tea out of the pot, ”Old master means that there is no need to go through all this.”
Hearing that, Xue Ronghua laughed coldly: ”I knew he would say this, in the end he has already lost her wife in the rear mountain. The only thing she will be relieved of is Madam Ye, there is no sadness at all.”
”After Madam left, all the servants and servants in the mansion were overjoyed. However, they did not dare to show it on their faces.”
”The Madam Ye likes to beat people up, they have suffered for so long and have to take care of the cripples everyday, how can they not be happy?” Xue Ronghua blew on the hot tea, ”When the funeral is over, I will not go, you help me burn incense in front of her memorial tablet.”
Little Zhui replied: ”Prince Duan has come to the Palace. In a while, I'll come to East Garden to visit Miss.”
Xue Ronghua accidentally glanced outside the window and saw him wearing a blue robe. She walked towards the East Garden with large strides and coincidentally walked down the stairs. Maybe it was telepathy, but he suddenly stopped below and looked up. Their gazes met in the air.
Chu Zongge smiled and raised his eyebrow, he pursed his lips and laughed: ”Why are you still downstairs blowing on the cold wind, are you not coming up?”
Chu Zongge curled his lips and retracted his gaze, walking up the stairs.
”We met a few days ago at the palace, why are you here again?” Xue Ronghua took a cup of fragrant tea and passed it to him.
”The crown prince had just held a funeral, everyone was quiet and did not dare to act rashly. I only came to Prime Minister's Mansion to pass on a message to the emperor.”