The scene the servant girl was worried about did not happen. Emperor Concubine's complexion was not good, but she was not crazy enough to do anything to the child.
"He was born like this?"
Emperor Concubine's expression was dispirited, and there was a hint of fear and unease. Unfortunately, the servant girl did not notice.
The servant girl lowered her head in fear. "Yes, the little husband was born like this …"
"What are the rumors outside?" Emperor Concubine smiled bitterly. "I'm afraid they all think …"
She swallowed her words, not daring to continue. Outsiders were probably guessing that the child's father was not An Cui. An Cui was dead, and so was Hua Yuan. If the former died, there would be no blood test. If the latter died, there would be one less person who knew. Now, the only person who knew was her royal brother. If her royal brother was gone, would she be able to keep this secret for the rest of her life?
The moment this evil thought appeared, it took over her mind in a domineering manner, and she could not get rid of it.
The servant girl did not know what Emperor Concubine was thinking. The two of them were like chickens talking to ducks, yet they could connect seamlessly.
"Wife, don't be sad. There are indeed some unpleasant words outside, but as long as Duke Lanting does not speak, no one can hurt you and the little husband."
Emperor Concubine smiled bitterly. "Don't say nice things to comfort me."
The servant girl sympathized with Emperor Concubine. She'd heard that she was a beauty that could topple cities, and had a noble family and bloodline. In the end, An Cui had taken her away and reduced her to her current state. She could not help but say, "This servant is not trying to comfort you, wife. The rumors outside say that the little husband's body is damaged because the woman and baby from back then came for revenge. Why do you put the blame on yourself?"
Emperor Concubine, who was still sad and worried about the future, "…"
What???
What revenge???
Emperor Concubine could not keep up with the servant girl's pace. She realized in hindsight that she and the servant girl were not talking about the same thing.
Her tense heart slowly fell to the ground, and the lingering sense of danger receded like the tide.
It seemed that giving birth to a naturally castrated son did not cause anyone to suspect the child's past. It was her own guilty conscience.
Emperor Concubine beat around the bush and finally got the information she wanted from the servant girl.
As it turned out, it was rumored in the outside world that the child's natural castration was the revenge of those women, children, and babies who had died in vain. They were the ones who had caused An Cui to have no descendants.
From start to finish, the Empress Concubine and the Xichang Prince had nothing to do with it.
The unlucky Ann was once again the scapegoat.
The maidservant saw that the Xichang Emperor Concubine was deep in thought and thought that she was still conflicted. She tried to comfort her.
Without waiting for her to finish, the Empress Concubine looked at the child's white and delicate little face and softly said, "There's nothing bad about it."
The maid was stunned. "Huh?"
The Empress Concubine said, "This child is Duke Duo Xi's posthumous son, and Duke Duo Xi's death is related to Duke Lan Ting ….. I'll say something disrespectful, but Duke Lan Ting is the child's father's murderer. No matter how broad-minded Duke Lanting was, she still held a grudge against this child. Now that the child's body was crippled, he could not continue the Duke of Duo Xi's family line. The Duke of Lanting had one less hidden danger. On account of this meager friendship, perhaps the Lanting Guild would be willing to treat him leniently and take care of him. In this way, we will have someone to rely on for the rest of our lives … "
After all, she was the noble Empress Concubine of the royal family. Her analysis made sense.
From the Empress Concubine's point of view, a naturally castrated boy who could not continue the family line was almost the same as a girl. To the Duke of Lanting, such a child was indeed less threatening. Moreover, because the child was crippled, perhaps he could use this to gain the sympathy and care of others.
How could the maid have such knowledge?
The Empress Concubine's analysis made sense. She felt that what the Empress Concubine said was the truth.
Little did she know that Jiang Pengji did not care about the child at all. If the child had not been "born" by the lucky emperor, why would she pay attention to him? The number of enemies who had died by her hands was endless. Many of them had wives and children, such as the widow and children of the feudal lord Xu Bei ….. If she feared these children just because she was the child's father's murderer, even if she had 24 hours a day, it would not be enough.
The Empress Concubine's analysis seemed logical, but in Jiang Pengji's eyes, it was an awkward joke.
They were just a few brats. She did not even care about their fathers, so why would she fear a few hairless ones?
In comparison, she was even more curious about the lucky emperor.
Pepsi Cola: "One word — super miserable. Two words — super invincible miserable!"
The salted fishes' style of talking was still the same as before, such as the number that could never be correct.
"How miserable is he?"
Jiang Pengji drank water and ate melon seeds while chatting with the salted fishes.
The documents at hand were almost finished, so Wei Ci and the others could not say that Jiang Pengji was slacking off.
Pepsi Cola: "His fifth limb is crippled. They say it's a mental illness. He can't lift it no matter what. Last night, he was at the capital's private clubhouse again. Hmm … it was the kind that was not very good. It was very messy. That guy used to be very coquettish, but yesterday he couldn't lift it no matter what. Not only could he not lift it, but he also had a psychological trauma towards women. Once touched, he vomited as if he had taken laxatives.
Coca Cola: "Emmmm … this news content … I did not expect you to be such a Pepsi Cola!"
The group of salted fishes who had moved their stools to listen to the gossips in their circle also exploded.
The whole screen was filled with the phrase "I did not expect you to be such a Pepsi Cola".
If he was not a "kindred spirit," how could he know so clearly?
Pepsi Cola panicked and hurriedly explained.
Pepsi Cola: "Everyone, don't make wild guesses. Can't you see that I have the ID 'Fat Otaku Cola'? If Pepsi Cola's shares plummeted because of me, I'm really afraid that I will be retaliated against when I go out. The source of the news is reliable, but I was not there. It was broadcasted by my childhood friend. My childhood friend is also a little playful, but he has a sense of propriety. He has been inspired by the streamer for the past two years and has turned over a new leaf.
It is true that he has turned over a new leaf, but he still retains his previous information channels. That is why he is so well-informed. "
The salted fishes continued to munch on melon seeds and listened to the big shots in the circle deliver fresh gossip to them.
Toudu Feiqiu: "He can't lift it, and he has a psychological trauma towards women … This is a sign of a" strong man chastising "."
Shaopai Hotel: "How is this considered miserable? He can't harmonize his yin and yang, but he can develop a new position to "bathe in blood and feces" with others. Maybe he will be infatuated and open the door to a new world. From then on, he will be out of control and will no longer rape innocent women … "
Oh Xishu: "But … if that is the case, the innocent man will be in danger …"
The five million salted fishes looked at the bullet screen in silence for a long time.
Blind student, you have discovered a point.
The angle of this question was indeed too tricky.
Jiang Pengji silently munched on melon seeds.
The System's operation …
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