When it came to beauties, there was no lack of them in the palace. From the Empress to the imperial concubines, which one of them was not a beauty? Although they had all entered the palace 20 years ago, and they were no longer young, their youth no longer existed; however, they still retained their beauty. In addition to this, they had maintained themselves well, and they all looked stunning.
Unfortunately, no matter how stunning they were, they could not be described as shocking or heaven-defying. There was only one person in the palace that could be described as such: Feng Zhaolian.
Ever since this person had refused to leave the palace, he had been living in Jingtsu Temple. The Empress was very clear on what was going on with him, and she was also very clear on what he was doing. But first, she had to give face to Feng Yu Heng. Second, the Emperor did not say anything, thus she could not chase him away. She could only allow this person to wander around the palace all day. This became a common sight in the palace, and it attracted the imperial concubines and imperial concubines who had nothing better to do. It was all for the sake of seeing Feng Zhaolian and admiring his beauty.
The person that Talented Lady Liu and Yue Xiu had bumped into was Feng Zhaolian, who had just returned from a stroll in the plum garden. This person loved the color red. Just standing there, Talented Lady Liu felt as though there was a ghost standing in front of her. Although his beauty was heaven-defying, it was also terrifying to the extreme. Especially the words that Feng Zhaolian had said. What did he mean by there was the smell of a corpse on her body?
Talented Lady Liu frowned and asked him: "What do you mean by those words?"
"You don't understand?" Feng Zhaolian curled the corners of his lips into a smile, "I can smell the smell of a corpse on your body. Thinking about it, you won't be able to live for long. Consort Yuanshu, Noble Lady Yuan, Talented Lady Liu, look at yourself. You don't even find it tiring. "
After Feng Zhaolian finished speaking, he did not even look at her before walking into Jingtsu Temple. He then shouted at the top of his lungs: "Your Highness the Empress, I saw a person that was about to die at the entrance of your hall. There was the smell of a corpse on his body. It really stinks."
Talented Lady Liu trembled with anger and wanted to rush back to argue with Feng Zhao Lian; however, she was stopped by Yue Xiu: "Master, it's better to avoid unnecessary trouble. There's no need for us to argue with that sort of person."
Talented Lady Liu took a deep breath and finally remembered that she still had to go to another place. Only then did she listen to Yue Xiu's words and no longer bicker. Instead, she pulled Yue Xiu towards the death row prison.
She wanted to see her son. She had heard that the place where he was imprisoned had a particularly bad environment. In the past, many people who had been imprisoned there had died in the prison before they could be executed. There was no need for lynching at all. Just the bad environment alone was enough to make it difficult for people to survive. She had never been to the death row prison, but she had spent most of her life in the palace and had heard many rumors about it. The more she understood, the more frightened she became. She was afraid that her Mo 'er wouldn't be able to endure it in there, so she longed for him to be released.
But at the same time, she also understood that it was impossible for Xuantian Mo to be released. Once he was released, he would be escorted to the execution ground. She only had three days. Could she still reverse the situation?
"Who are you? Stop! " In front of the death row prison, the guard held the spear in his hand horizontally, stopping Talented Lady Liu in her tracks. At the same time, he loudly shouted: "The death row prison is an important place. Unrelated people are not allowed to approach!"
Talented Lady Liu took a deep breath and did her best to remain calm. At the same time, she gave a look to Yue Xiu beside her. Yue Xiu handed over two pouches that she had prepared beforehand. She then said to the two people: "This is Talented Lady Liu from the palace, who is also His Highness the eighth prince's birth mother. My two brothers, His Highness is about to be executed. I beg you to take pity on my master's longing for her son and let us go in to take a look! Just treat it as sending His Highness the eighth prince on his final journey. "
She begged pitifully with tears in her eyes. Unfortunately, the guards completely ignored her. They did not even look at the two pouches, coldly saying: "Regardless of who it is, unless they are holding the Emperor's imperial edict or His Highness Prince Yu's token, not to mention that you are just a talented girl, even if it is Her Highness the Empress, you will not be able to take a single step into the death row prison."
"We're just going in to take a look. We'll be out in an instant. I beg you to be kind!" Yue Xiu begged again, "You can send someone to follow us. It's just the two of us going in. Nothing will happen."
However, the guards did not say anything else. They just looked forward, ignoring the two of them.
Yue Xiu wanted to continue begging, but Talented Lady Liu waved her hand. Turning around, she gently said: "It's no use. There's no need to keep begging. I've never heard of anyone being able to enter the death row prison. When I came, I already knew that this would be the result. The reason why I still wanted to try was because I was unwilling to accept it. "
She began to leave, and Yue Xiu hurriedly followed behind her. She anxiously asked: "Could it be that we really won't be able to see him?"
Talented Lady Liu's expression was gloomy. Nobody knew what she was thinking. She did not reply to Yue Xiu's question. She just slightly furrowed her brow and quickened her steps. Determining the direction, she headed in the direction of Zhang Ning Palace. Yue Xiu could faintly see scheming and resentment in Talented Lady Liu's eyes, but she could not understand. With things as they were, could it be that her master still had some sort of trump card?
Compared to Talented Lady Liu's scheming and scheming, her sister Consort Li was much more timid. When news of the Eighth Prince's death reached Zhang Ning Palace, she had been so frightened that she had broken a teacup. Although that was not her son, and although if the eighth prince really did die, it would be very beneficial to her son, in the end, that was still a life. In the end, he was a nephew that was related to her by blood. For him to suddenly be sentenced to execution, this caused Imperial Concubine Li to feel a little absent-minded. She even thought that if there came a day when her Feng 'er went to compete with the ninth prince for the throne, would he end up in a similar situation?
However, this daze only lasted for a moment. Very quickly, she steadied her initial thoughts. If she didn't want to be restricted by others, if she didn't want to be inferior to others, the only way was to become a person at the top and have everyone listen to her orders. As long as her Feng could ascend to the throne, there would be no need to fear anything in the future. On the other hand, if it was someone else that ascended to the throne, then she and her Feng would have to live in fear for the rest of their lives.
Consort Li was just analyzing the situation when Talented Lady Liu arrived. Seeing that her older sister had been demoted again, Consort Li no longer had any of her initial sarcastic thoughts. She also no longer had the feeling of superiority she had when she had just been restored to the position of consort. She only had her maid Zuo help the bowing person up and give her a seat. Only then did she ask: "Older sister, why have you come here instead of asking His Majesty for mercy?" As soon as she asked this, she immediately remembered that this older sister had most likely come to ask her to speak on her behalf. Thus, she smiled bitterly, "Older sister also knows how this consort became a consort. Right now, we all know what position we have in His Majesty's heart. That's why this consort really can't help you with this matter."
Talented Lady Liu looked at her and sighed softly: "I didn't come here to ask for your help. It's just that my son is about to be gone and my heart is in pain. Thinking that we are the only family in this palace, I came here to sit for a while." As she spoke, her gaze landed on the bracelet on Consort Li's wrist. That was the bracelet she had given her last time. It was something the Liu family's grandmother had left behind. Talented Lady Liu's expression changed slightly, but it wasn't easily detected. She faintly said: "Grandmother was right. If we fight, that's our own business. However, once outsiders are involved, we have to work together against them. Now that my Mo 'er has lost, and he has lost so badly that he has even lost his life. Thus, from today onwards, I will do everything in my power to help the Sixth Prince and younger sister. "
Consort Li was startled. She suddenly realized that Talented Lady Liu had come to express her stance. The Eighth Prince was about to die. The other party had no hope, so they had set their sights on her Feng. However, this was also good. Having another person come up with a plan was better than her being cooped up in the palace. As a result, Consort Li revealed a grateful expression and took the initiative to hold Talented Lady Liu's hand. She sincerely said: "Many thanks to older sister for being willing to help Feng. If there is a day when Feng achieves great things, he will definitely not forget older sister's grace."
The two sisters held hands and chatted for nearly four hours in Zhang Ning Palace. The main topic of their conversation was the Sixth Prince. Regardless of whether he wanted the throne or Feng Yu Heng, the only obstacle was the Ninth Prince, Xuan Tianming. So long as the Ninth Prince was still around, no one else had a chance.
Consort Li was very much in agreement with this; however, palace maid Zuo was shocked upon hearing this.
Finally, Talented Lady Liu left with Yue Xiu. Zuo quickly advised Consort Li: "Your Highness, you absolutely must not listen to Talented Lady Liu's words! If she really was a smart person and really had the ability to help a prince ascend the throne, she would not have ended up in her current state. You are now an imperial concubine, and she is nothing more than a talented lady. We can't use gold and jade to make plans. No matter how you look at it, we will be at a disadvantage. "
"This One knows." Consort Li said with a heavy expression, "This One has an understanding of her abilities, but in the end, this One hopes that His Highness the Sixth Prince can take a step forward. If she wants to help, then let her help. In the worst case, we can just copy Zhu Kongshan. If anything happens in the future, we can just push it all onto her. Just treat it as leaving a way out for ourselves. As for the one that can truly help Feng ascend the throne, that would still be Princess Ji 'an. "
Zuo's heart tightened once more. Her master would not give up. In the end, she was still worried about allowing His Highness the Sixth Prince and Royal Consort Yu to develop. She faintly sighed. This was the imperial family! Princes fighting for the throne was something that could not be avoided in every dynasty, right? "Princess Ji 'an is already married." She weakly stated the truth; however, she no longer had any hopes that Consort Li would listen. As Zuo saw it, Consort Li had already been bewitched. No matter what she said, it would be pointless.
Sure enough, Consort Li did not care about the words "Princess Ji 'an is already married." She even borrowed Talented Lady Liu's words to lecture Zuo: "People need to look at things from a long-term perspective. It's fine if she's already married. As long as the person she married dies, she will be free again. This consort is not that kind of harsh mother-in-law. This consort will not treat her lightly just because she has been married. In the future, when she marries Feng 'er, this consort will treat her as a newly married mother. She will slowly understand. "
Understand what? Zuo thought that if Princess Ji 'an heard this and heard Consort Li curse the Ninth Prince to quickly die, based on that imperial daughter's temper, she would have already slapped her, right? She faintly sighed, "Your Highness has been bewitched by Talented Lady Liu. It's not good for this servant to say anything. Everything will be done as Your Highness says!"
"Bewitched …" Consort Li muttered to herself. It seemed that she had caught onto something, as she suddenly said: "Zuo, you've reminded this One …"
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