RPAGF Chapter 429 He thinks I am a rat
Chapter 429 He thinks I am a rat
The emperor would return to the palace in half a month, and Yan Wan spent almost all her time with Empress Fucha.
The three of them ate, drank and played together every day, and they didn't care about others at all. Others were tactful and didn't get close to them, allowing the mother, daughter and sisters to spend more time together.
Even children like Qingyou had to retreat to a remote place, following their father every day and only seeing their mother occasionally.
But no matter how hard we try to stay together, separation always comes unexpectedly.
At night, Empress Fucha slept in the middle, with Yanwan and Jingjue on each side. Rarely, no one spoke.
After a long while, Yan Wan broke the silence: "We didn't eat the roast lamb tonight. Now that I think about it, it was really tender. I kind of regret it."
Jing Jing chuckled: "You greedy cat."
Empress Fucha laughed with red eyes: "Wanwan is indeed a little greedy cat."
Yan Wan sat up: "The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel. Let's roast the lamb."
Jing Jing was surprised; "Now?"
He asked the question but had already climbed up.
Empress Fucha said helplessly: "You two should not think about doing anything. It's the middle of the night and it's not good to mobilize a large army."
Jing Jing's eyes were burning: "There's nothing wrong with that. We work hard to keep our positions. Isn't it to live a life where we can have whatever we want? If you want to eat, then you have to eat."
Yan Wan smiled and helped Empress Fucha up: "Jing Jue is right. We need it. The servants will not think it is troublesome. They will only compete to show off and want to show their faces in front of the master. Your Majesty just needs to wear thick clothes and then see who is more capable."
Empress Fucha was helped up by the two men in a daze. In the blink of an eye, she had put on her coat and was sitting in front of the dressing table while they fixed her hair.
Outside the door, the senior palace maids who heard the noise hurried in. The two of them handed the work to the palace maids, and while they tidied their hair and clothes, they asked the small kitchen to prepare the bonfire and the lamb.
Although it was night, the moon was dim and the stars were sparse. The night on the prairie was so bright that it seemed as if a layer of silver frost had fallen. When you go out, you can clearly see the green grass swaying gently in the moonlight.
When Empress Fucha was dressed up and helped out, she was stunned when she saw the scenery outside: "I have never seen such a scenery before."
She is the queen. Even if she wants to indulge herself, she cannot be too extravagant and unbridled to avoid attracting criticism.
This time, if she hadn't been reluctant to leave her daughter, she wouldn't have been so willful.
But she felt very happy to be so willful for once.
Jingjue tied the belt of her cloak, Yanwan put a hat on her, took her hand, and walked quickly up the high slope in the distance.
Looking down from above, the moonlight is as bright as water, which is truly beautiful.
Empress Fucha let out a long sigh, then took a deep breath, holding Yanwan and Jingjue tightly with both hands, her heart feeling both excited and calm.
She has really been seeking inner peace for many, many years.
She folded the two girls' hands together and smiled softly, "Mother has no regrets in her life because she has both of you."
Jingjue's eyes turned red: "Mother, don't say such things. If you are too sad, I will miss you."
Yan Wan's eyes also turned red: "Your Majesty, you are bragging now. There are many regrets in life, such as not being able to eat the tender lamb tonight, not being able to see the sunrise if you get up late tomorrow, and the stars that you can't see clearly if you cry now..."
She shook Empress Fucha's hand and said, "Look at me. I deal with the regrets of the day every day and never let them pass overnight. Only then can I say that I have no regrets in life!"
Jing Jing burst into laughter: "You always have so many twisted ideas!"
After a pause, he praised: "But you are right!!!"
Empress Fucha chuckled, looked at Yanwan, then looked at Jingjue, and laughed out loud with joy and pride: "My daughter is a hero, and I can't be a coward. Don't worry, just listen to Zhang Yuanzheng and live a long life!"
Jing Jue couldn't help but put his arms around Empress Fucha's waist and buried his face in her neck.
Yan Wan reached out and hugged the two of them, smiling and saying, "I'll go see if the lamb is roasted. The emperor might come when he hears the noise, so we can't be careless!"
Jing Jing hummed sullenly, too embarrassed to look up at her.
Yanwan smiled gently, took two quick steps, went down the hillside, and walked down holding Chunchan's hand.
When I was halfway there, I saw a man walking towards me with a gloomy look on his face.
Yan Wan paused and said, "Why is Prince Xun here instead of taking a rest at this time?"
Yong Zhang looked at Yan Wan gloomily. This woman had her hair done up in a bun and was not wearing any makeup, but she was still pretty and charming. Everyone had said that she was dying, but seeing how full of energy she looked, how could she look like someone who had just crawled out of the gates of hell?
As expected, she...is pretending to be pitiful again!
Seeing that he didn't say anything and just stared at her, Yan Wan nodded coldly and walked around him.
Hearing the rustling footsteps coming from the Queen of the North, Yan Wan did not even pause: "Prince Xun, please don't take the wrong road. The Queen and Princess Hejing are up there enjoying the view. There are guards everywhere around them. Don't disturb the guards and make the Emperor angry."
Yong Zhang paused and finally spoke: "The Imperial Noble Consort really thinks highly of Yong Zhang. Could it be that I can still..."
Yan Wan suddenly turned around and asked: "Who does Prince Xun call himself master?"
Yong Zhang's face froze.
Yan Wan stared at him coldly, her eyes cold and indifferent: "No matter what Prince Xun wants to do, please remember one thing, you are not only yourself, but also the son of the emperor, the prince of the Qing Dynasty. Don't do anything shameful, lose the face of the royal family, and make the emperor angry."
Yong Zhang's face was gloomy: "Is the Imperial Concubine going to stop pretending?"
Yan Wan looked at him with pity: "Pretending? You?"
She smiled softly and held Chunchan's hand: "Let's go. If the emperor comes, I'm afraid one lamb won't be enough."
Chunchan responded, glanced at Yongzhang warily, and listened for a long time. Only when she was sure that he did not catch up with her did she breathe a sigh of relief.
Yan Wan gently squeezed her wrist and comforted her, "There are guards everywhere here, he wouldn't dare."
Chunchan said: "That's right, the master has a plan for everything!"
Yan Wan chuckled and whispered, "The emperor wants to save face, so he deliberately indulges him and keeps giving him face in public, so that others don't know that the poisoning has anything to do with him. He has been sought after by many people recently, so they really think he is a special case and an accident of the emperor, so naturally they dare not tear their faces apart."
She chuckled and said, "Your Highness is afraid that the jade bottle will be broken when you kill the rat. I am the rat, and he is the noble jade bottle."
Chunchan rolled her eyes when she heard this: "He really dares to think like that!"
I can only say that he is worthy of being the eldest son of Concubine Chun. He never knows whether he is capable or not. As long as others praise them, they start to think that they are really capable!