Even though she knew that Duanmu Yiyi admired Longze Jingtian, Duanmu Qing would never marry Duanmu Yiyi to Longze Jingtian.
Back then, He Xiner had given birth to a prince before her. Duanmu Qing had been brooding over this matter. Although He Xiner had died, the Empress Dowager doted on Longze Jingtian. The Empress Dowager's doting even influenced the Emperor's favoritism. This was something that Duanmu Qing found hard to accept.
What's more, the emperor was in the prime of his life and she was only 32 years old, so there was still a chance for her to get pregnant. As long as the emperor didn't appoint a crown prince, she had to fight! Even if the emperor had the intention, the throne should belong to her child! She was the empress!
As Duanmu Qing's maiden family, the Duanmu Clan should do their best to support her, the Empress. Regardless of whether it was Duanmu Hongchen or Duanmu Yiyi, their marriage had to be of value.
Without a strong backing, it would be very difficult to establish a foothold in the palace. For aristocratic families, no matter how capable they were, they couldn't do without people in the palace.
Duanmu Qing had already chosen a husband for Duanmu Yiyi in her heart. She wanted her to marry into the Shangguan Noble Clan, to marry Shangguan Wuji. This was the best choice. With the prestige of the Shangguan Family in the army, when she gave birth to the little prince, the entire country would belong to her son!
Duanmu Yiyi did not know that her fate had already been arranged by Duanmu Qing. At this moment, she was only thinking about the Young Master Lian that Duanmu Qing mentioned.
Mister Lotus' medical skills were rumored to be superb. If Murong Qiqi could really find Mister Lotus, not only could she recover her hand, she might even be able to cure the Empress' infertility.
"Aunt, what if Murong Qiqi can't invite Young Master Lian?"
"You can't invite him?" Duanmu Qing revealed a cruel smile, "Then this consort will strip her of her title of Princess Consort Jing and make her an abandoned wife before marriage!"
"Auntie …" Duanmu Yiyi was very happy. Her auntie had not forgotten about her. She would definitely take revenge on Murong Qiqi. But when she thought of her right hand, Duanmu Yiyi felt very conflicted. Master Lotus was the only hope for her right hand to recover. She did not want to drag this crippled right hand with her for the rest of her life.
As if she could tell what Duanmu Yiyi was thinking, Duanmu Qing gently patted her hand, "Auntie knows what you're thinking. Don't worry, Auntie definitely won't let Murong Qiqi become Princess Consort Jing! The two sisters already have an imperial noble consort. If they have another Princess Consort Jing, wouldn't their family be rich and powerful? "
"Aunt, you're the best!" Duanmu Yiyi smiled darkly.
Murong Qiqi, it won't be long before you become an abandoned woman. Let's see how long you can be so smug!
It did not take long for the Empress' decree to reach the Murong residence. The decree was very clear. She could be spared from the death penalty, but she could not escape punishment. Murong Qiqi had to find Young Master Lotus within ten days to heal Duanmu Yiyi's right hand and make up for her mistake!
"Miss, the Empress is obviously in cahoots with Duanmu Yi Yi!" Su Mei cut a honey peach and fed it to Murong Qiqi with a bamboo stick. "What are you going to do? Was he really going to treat her hand? In this subordinate's opinion, she dared to draw her sword against Young Miss. Even if her hand was crippled ten times, it still wouldn't be enough! "
Murong Qiqi nibbled on the honey peach. It was sweet. She had always liked sweet fruits.
No one knew that the famous Young Master Lotus was the Third Miss of the Murong residence. Duanmu Yiyi and Duanmu Qing didn't expect that the person they were looking for was leisurely eating a honey peach while enjoying the cool breeze.
"Su Mei, saving a life is better than building a seven-storied pagoda. Of course, I have to treat Duanmu Yiyi's hand. Not only do I want to treat her, but I also want to cure Duanmu Qing's infertility and make her pregnant with a prince. The Empress has been looking forward to this child for a long time. Once she gives birth to a legitimate son, Xiqi Country will become lively! "
Although Murong Qiqi's smile was sweet and her voice was gentle, Su Mei sensed a hint of conspiracy in Murong Qiqi's smile.
This young miss had a personality that wished for the world to be in chaos. She must have thought of something fun again — — Su Mei silently prayed for the person who was being schemed against by Murong Qiqi.
The Empress' decree did not scare Murong Qiqi. Instead, it made the Imperial Noble Consort Murong Xuelian of the Drifting Snow Palace worry.
Murong Xuelian knew that Duanmu Qing treating Duanmu Yiyi's hand was just an excuse. She was actually doing it for herself. This woman missed her son so much that she was about to go crazy! However, how did that useless Murong Qiqi know Master Lian? If Master Lian really treated the Empress, what would happen if Duanmu Qing got pregnant?
"No! The position of Crown Prince belongs to my son. I will never let it go! " Murong Xuelian caressed her slightly bulging belly. She called her trusted aide, Hu Po, and instructed her to convey her message to the Prime Minister's residence.
"Third Miss, this is a gift from the Empress!" Hu Po placed a box of pearl jewelry in front of Murong Qiqi.
"It's so beautiful! Is it really for me? " Murong Qiqi had a look of disbelief. She carefully touched the pearls that were the size of peas. Her eyes were completely attracted to them, as if it was the first time she had seen such a good thing.
Seeing Murong Qiqi's' ignorant 'look, Hu Po pouted and looked at her mockingly. "It's good that Third Miss likes it! How did Third Miss get to know Master Lian? "
"Oh, I met him when I was picking herbs in the mountains! Lian is very nice to me! " Seeing that Hu Po was finally getting to the point, Murong Qiqi smiled foolishly, revealing her white teeth.
"Lian?" Hearing Murong Qiqi address Master Lian so intimately, Hu Po was shocked, but her expression remained the same. "Then where is Master Lian now?"
"I don't know." Murong Qiqi shook her head, her eyes filled with confusion. "I haven't seen him for three years."
Hu Po heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that Master Lian and Murong Qiqi had not been in contact for a long time.
"Sister Hu Po, why are you asking this? Look, do I look good wearing this pearl hairpin? "Murong Qiqi stood in front of the bronze mirror and held a pearl hairpin in front of her head.
Hu Po rolled her eyes again. She no longer had the patience to deal with Murong Qiqi.
"Her Highness is worried that the Empress will make things difficult for Third Miss, so she sent me here to take a look. Her Highness said that it's fine even if we can't find Master Lian. She will take care of everything. She won't let the Empress bully Third Miss! "
Is that so? Murong Qiqi smiled mockingly at the bronze mirror.
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