allonlinenovel Chapter 185 If you don't like what I'm saying, then don't say it.
Chapter 185 If you don't like what I'm saying, then don't say it.
The woman dared not look Song Wenyue in the eye. She was of lowly status, a pitiful creature struggling to survive in the Yeting Palace, where even the lowest-ranking servants could bully her.
Do you even know whose child you have?
The woman shook her head. They lived without dignity in the inner palace, vulnerable to being bullied by everyone. The palace guards knew no one cared about them, so they would abuse them under the guise of their duties. In their world, simply surviving was difficult enough; their reputation and innocence were utterly unimportant.
They have become numb to life, not knowing what the purpose of living is, but the instinct for survival allows them to live in this senseless way.
"Never mind, it doesn't matter whose child it is, as long as it's a boy, that's good." She had the woman pick up the child and said, "From today onwards, you will be the little prince's wet nurse. Take good care of the little prince."
The woman kowtowed to express her gratitude, but did not show any joy at being reunited with her child.
For her, the child was a burden, but because of this child, she could leave the Yeting place, and she had a complex feeling that was hard to describe.
"Wait a minute, how old are you this year?"
"I don't know."
Song Wenyue clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction and asked, "I heard you lived in the Yeting Palace for more than ten years?"
The woman nodded. "I have lived in the inner palace since I can remember."
"Okay, do you remember the great fire at Fengwu Palace eleven years ago?"
The woman paused, her eyes becoming vacant, as if recalling a long-forgotten past.
"I've heard that most of the palace servants who discussed that matter have been dealt with. There are also people in the Yeting Palace who are talking about it, but very few people are saying it. Everyone says that there are spies of the Emperor in the Yeting Palace."
Upon hearing her words, Song Wenyue sat bolt upright in bed, startled. "What did you say?!"
“It’s just a rumor.” The woman pursed her lips, slightly raised her head to look at Song Wenyue, revealing a pair of dull and gloomy eyes. “Since the Empress’s death, no one has cared about the life and death of the people in the inner palace. Everyone says that the spy must have been the Empress’s man, but he’s already dead.”
Song Wenyue breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately realized the information in what the woman had said.
According to her, the spies in the Yeting Palace were the Empress's people. After the Empress died, her people were dealt with, so the people living in the Yeting Palace never saw the Empress's people again.
If the emperor, who publicly proclaimed his love for the empress, truly loved her, he should have treated her subordinates well.
But they all...
Song Wenyue's pupils dilated as she thought of the pregnancy-preserving medications she had taken during her pregnancy; her pupils opened and then closed again.
It wasn't the Imperial Concubine who killed the Empress; it was the Emperor who killed the Empress!
But the person who exposed this matter only wanted to bring Gao Ping down. Could that person be someone from the harem?
Song Wenyue patted her head, regretting that her precognitive dream hadn't told her these things.
"You may leave now. Take good care of the young prince."
The woman lowered her head, her hair obscuring most of her gloomy face, and she retreated, carrying the little prince.
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Noble Consort has gone to the Golden Palace to remove her hairpins and confess her sins!" a palace maid rushed in, panting.
Song Wenyue was extremely regretful that she was in postpartum confinement, otherwise she would definitely have gone to see this excitement!
"Such a big event, we can't miss it."
Consort Xian, accompanied by the other three consorts, hurriedly approached the Golden Palace. "Sister, the Court of Judicial Review hasn't even started investigating yet, so why have you already confessed?"
She meant to mock Gao Ping, but Yuwen Wuji gave her a fierce glare. If that glare could materialize, it would have already slit her throat.
"Guards, seize the Imperial Concubine and hand her over to the Court of Judicial Review!"
Gao Ping offered no resistance and was led away by the Imperial Guards.
Before leaving the palace gates, she took one last deep look at the palace where she had lived for more than a decade, and surprisingly felt a sense of relief.
For that supreme position, for the future of the Gao family, she has been fighting and vying. For this, she can lie, she can kill, she can betray everyone.
But after entering the Dali Temple prison, she began to feel afraid.
Having experienced exile, Gao told herself during that painful period that she must seize power and become the one giving orders, and that she never wanted to live that kind of life again!
The prison was dilapidated, cold, and damp, and the prisoners looked at her with ill intent.
She felt deeply humiliated to be treated like a monkey on display.
Before the Prince of Jing had been officially appointed, he removed his crown and knelt before the Qiankun Hall, begging Yuwen Wuji to spare Gao Ping's life. Yuwen Wuji angrily replied, "If you plead for your mother again, I will depose the heir apparent!"
Now the ministers all rushed to stop King Jing from pleading for Gao Ping.
They finally established a crown prince, only to have him deposed after just a few days. Are they playing with the family's legacy?
"Gao Ping may be imprisoned, but that doesn't necessarily mean she will die."
Xie Liwei twirled the dart in his hand, the cold metal undulating between his four fingers, leaving only a fleeting, cold afterimage.
"It would be too easy for her to die." Song Yaozhu sneered. She wanted Gao Ping to lose everything she cared about most. Years of hard work, all for naught in the end—that feeling must be unbearable.
Now, she has lost her title of Imperial Noble Consort and is imprisoned. Her only hope lies with her son, who has been named Crown Prince.
If she lost both of her sons, I wonder if she would despair?
"These are turbulent times. Tell everyone at Shangbei Academy to be on high alert and prevent any casualties," Xie Liwei instructed, preparing to go to Peng Er to discuss a strategy for dealing with the blockade of the family.
If we want to deal with the Cui family, we must first cut off their "supplies"!
"Be careful when you go out now. That mad dog is probably just waiting to skin you alive and hang you on the city wall to expose your corpse."
Xie Liwei pursed his lips and gave Song Yaozhu a mournful look.
"Sister, can't you say something nice?"
"You know me, I've never been one to say the right thing."
Before she could finish speaking, Xie Liwei hooked his fingers under her chin, lifted her face, and pressed his lips to hers.
"Then say less." Having successfully stolen her fragrance, Xie Liwei's finger bones brushed against her chin twice before he turned and left nimbly.
Everyone in the room covered their eyes, mortified by the prince and princess!
Song Yaozhu stared blankly at Xie Liwei's retreating figure, a blush creeping up her cheeks from her earlobes, until her entire face and neck turned completely red.
This little rascal has grown up to be quite something! He's so good at talking about love!
Ugh, so embarrassing!
But I'm also really tempted!
Song Yaozhu held her cheeks, feeling a burning sensation.
"It seems that we're not far from having a young master in our household!" Granny Qin rubbed her hands together in secret, thinking that she should start preparing new fabrics to make clothes for the young master!