Without a doubt, someone was attending to him in bed. Emperor Tianwu had kept his moral integrity for Consort Yun for so many years, but it was finally broken tonight.
In reality, Feng Yu Heng didn't find it strange that someone was attending to him in bed. Instead, she felt that something was wrong because Tianwu hadn't taken any concubines to attend to him in bed for over 20 years. Thinking back to when Tianwu was in his middle age, although he wasn't as hot-blooded as he was in his twenties, that was still the best age for a man. He was lucky that he hadn't suffocated to death by guarding her all this time. She had no intention of guessing how Tianwu had spent those years. She was just thinking, he had endured it when he was young, so why did he pick it up again at this age? And why did he have to pick Consort Yuanshu of all people?
That's right, the person in Zhao He Hall was Consort Yuanshu. She could recognize that voice. The Emperor must have put in a lot of effort, which led to Imperial Concubine Yuan Shu saying that sort of thing. From time to time, there would be sounds that could not help but come out.
Normally, there were many rules for concubines attending to the emperor in bed in ancient times. One of them was that concubines couldn't make such obscene sounds. That was disrespectful to the emperor, and it was a problem with her personal style. But at this time, Consort Yuanshu didn't care about those things at all. She wanted the entire inner palace and even the entire capital and Dashun to know that she had been favoured by Emperor Tianwu again, and that her son had been saved from execution. From now on, the inner palace was her world, and Consort Yun had nothing to do with it.
The sounds of movement in the hall came one after another. Zhang Yuan, who was in a light sleep, furrowed his brows and impatiently covered his ears. His eyes didn't open, but it was clear that he was annoyed.
Feng Yu Heng didn't wait any longer. She pulled Xuan Tianming into the space, "It's boring to listen outside. Let's go inside and have a look." As she spoke, she appeared again. The two were already in Zhao He Hall.
With concubines attending to him, the hidden guards naturally hid far away. It wasn't good for them to watch such a thing. The two of them were standing behind a screen. Although they couldn't see what was going on inside, the sounds were much clearer. They could hear Tianwu's heavy breathing, the sound of their limbs colliding, and Consort Yuanshu's wanton cries.
Was the old emperor sick? Xuan Tianming was so angry that he wanted to rush in and chop the two of them up, but Feng Yu Heng shook her head at him, indicating that he should calm down. Finally, the movements inside stopped, and the Emperor breathed heavily, saying in a tired voice: "In the end, We have become old; however, beloved imperial concubine is still so young. It's a pity that we wasted so many good years in the palace. It's all zhen's fault for letting you down. "
"What is Your Majesty saying?" Consort Yuanshu's voice was full of twists and turns. Hearing it made one's bones go numb, "You're not even sixty yet, how are you old? Since this concubine entered the palace, this concubine has been Your Majesty's woman. No matter how Your Majesty treats this concubine, it's this concubine's fate. This concubine is most fortunate that I was able to give birth to a son for Your Majesty when I was young. As long as I think of our Mo 'er, I can endure any grievances. "
"Zhen's Mo 'er is zhen's most beloved child." Tianwu's voice became louder, as if he was expressing his thoughts, "Beloved concubine, don't worry. As long as zhen is here, no one can bully Mo 'er. Even if zhen isn't here one day, this country will definitely be handed over to Mo' er. I definitely won't treat you and your son unfairly."
"This concubine thanks Your Majesty." Consort Yuanshu's voice was a bit emotional. Then with a burst of flirtatious charm, she leaned against Emperor Tianwu's body. The two of them rested for a while before becoming restless again.
Feng Yu Heng couldn't watch any longer and pulled Xuan Tianming out. After entering her space, she said, "I can't take Imperial Father's pulse in this kind of situation, but hearing Imperial Father's loud voice, it shouldn't be a big problem."
"Humph!" Xuan Tianming gave a cold snort, "What kind of illness could he have? At first, I thought he had some kind of plan and was doing this on purpose. But now it seems like he's sincerely treating those two well! "
Feng Yu Heng helplessly said, "They're both his women and his sons. If he really treats those two well, we can't say anything, right? After all, it's true that our Imperial Mother has neglected Imperial Father all these years. No matter what, he's still a man. But I still feel that there's something wrong here. If a person wants to change, it's not something that can be changed so suddenly. There must be some kind of factor that provoked him, causing his temperament to change so much. And this factor, I don't think it's because he wants to kill the Eighth Prince. There's something else going on here that needs to be carefully investigated. "
Xuan Tianming nodded, "It should be carefully investigated. This imperial palace is too dirty." Exhaustion appeared on his face as he unconsciously waved his hand, saying, "I really don't care about the throne, but I definitely don't want the old man to give it to Eighth Brother like this. That Eighth Brother might be good at ruling the world, but he's definitely not a good ruler who loves his people like his own children. I can't just watch as Dashun falls into the hands of this kind of person, but now … … "
"There's nothing like now." Feng Yu Heng said, "His Majesty only made that kind of promise to Consort Yuanshu in bed. As long as there's no will or imperial edict, this kind of promise doesn't count."
"That's right!" Xuan Tianming's face was filled with worry. After thinking for a while, he said, "Let's go out and circle to the back of the palace."
Feng Yu Heng did as he said and led him out of the back of the palace. Xuan Tianming raised his right arm and waved it down. In the darkness, a shadow guard suddenly appeared and knelt down on one knee, calling out in a low voice, "Master."
"En." Xuan Tianming looked at that person and didn't say much. He directly asked, "What happened in the palace these days?"
The shadow guards were Emperor Tianwu's shadow guards, and they were always protecting the old Emperor in the shadows. If it was said that the old Emperor had been threatened or done something, others wouldn't know, but these shadow guards would definitely be able to find out.
But when the shadow guard heard his question, he shook his head and replied, "There's nothing out of the ordinary. When Consort Yuanshu was still a talented girl, she came to beg His Majesty once for the Eighth Prince's matter. However, His Majesty didn't agree and the two parted on bad terms. After that, His Majesty went to court on time and didn't show any abnormalities. But before the Eighth Prince's execution, His Majesty suddenly changed his mind. He even had a headache because of it and had been lying on the dragon bed. But … … he's most likely well now. "
Wasn't he well now? He could even sleep with his imperial concubines and was still alive and kicking. How did he look like he was sick? But speaking of headaches, the two of them thought of Consort Yun's words. Tianwu had also had a headache once in Winter Moon Palace, but after that, he completely forgot that he was rolling on the ground in pain.
"Master, is there a problem?" Although the shadow guard felt that Tianwu's change was too big, there were no other signs to look for. He could only interpret it as His Majesty having a change of heart and liking Consort Yuanshu again. After all, because His Majesty favored a concubine, it was normal for His Majesty to favor His Majesty's son.
Xuan Tianming didn't want to say more and only ordered that person, "Keep a close eye on His Majesty for the next few days. Pay more attention to Eighth Brother's people in the palace. If they make any special movements, do everything you can to leave the palace and go to the Imperial Palace Yu. It's fine if you tell I or Princess Consort, understood?"
The shadow guard nodded, "This subordinate will remember. Master, please don't worry!"
Xuan Tianming didn't say anything else. He pulled Feng Yu Heng and quickly disappeared into the night. The shadow guard also disappeared and returned to his post.
Feng Yu Heng knew that Xuan Tianming's people were in the palace, but she didn't think that Tianwu's shadow guards would also have his eyes. She thought that the old emperor's shadow guards were all trained by him and were only loyal to His Majesty.
Xuan Tianming explained to her: "The old man has eight hidden guards at his side, four of them are my people, and two of them are seventh brother's people. As for the remaining two, if I have not guessed incorrectly, they should be old eighth's subordinates." As he spoke, he could not help but shrug, "That's why you see, what's so good about being the Emperor? He feels that he is living a comfortable life and is very safe. What he doesn't know is that everyone is scheming against him. Even the shadow guards have been divided up. "
"But there are still so many people who want to be the emperor." Feng Yu Heng sighed lightly, "In the end, it's still Seventh Brother and Sixth Brother who are living a comfortable life."
Xuan Tianming laughed, "That's right! It's a pity that old Sixth's mufei isn't satisfied with the current situation at all. "
The two quickly left the palace with Consort Yun in the space and headed straight for Chun Wang Fu.
In the palace, many people couldn't sleep that night. The concubines all knew that the palace was going to change. It was no longer Consort Yun who was cold and arrogant, and the Empress's family was the only one in power. Consort Yuanshu who had appeared out of nowhere had just been reinstated. She was actually staying in Zhao He Hall to wait on the Empress. This was a glory that no one had had in the past twenty years. They had been hoping and hoping for more than twenty years! But they hadn't been able to get Emperor Tianwu to come even once, and they hadn't been able to successfully climb onto the dragon bed in Zhao He Hall. But Consort Yuanshu had done it. Just based on her son who had almost been beheaded …
Everyone was thinking that the emperor's heart was hard to fathom. They had originally thought that the old emperor would be most interested in Consort Yun's son, but they hadn't thought that the Eighth Prince would be able to rise from the ashes. In an instant, the old emperor understood who he was leaning towards.
This Eighth Brother was equivalent to coming back from the dead. The old emperor had already given him everything he could. At this time, some of the smarter concubines had already thought of the recent changes in the palace. It started with Noble Lady Li returning to the position of concubine, followed closely by her sister returning to the position of concubine. The Emperor's grace had been given to the two sisters. As for the case of the northern part of the city, it had all been pushed onto the young miss of the Zhu family. It was such that in the end, the one to pay for the lives of those poor people was the Zhu family from Peng Zhou. It could be imagined that the Emperor had steeled his heart to protect the Eighth Prince. He wanted to establish this son of his.
And there were people who thought even more. With this grace being bestowed step by step, would there come a day when the Emperor would announce a crown prince? And that crown prince would definitely be the Eighth Prince. Like that, the direction of the palace would be clear. The issue of which side they stood on would need to be carefully considered.
The concubines all had their own thoughts. Inside Jingtsu Temple, the Empress had not slept for the entire night. She just sat in the parlor with Feng Zhao Lian, drinking tea while looking at each other.
Only after the sixth pot of tea had been drunk did Feng Zhao Lian hiccup in a very undignified manner. He then helplessly looked at the Empress and said: "The water has almost reached my throat. I've already gone to the latrine 12 times. If you have something to say, just say it. If you continue drinking like this, I will begin to wonder if you're giving me water torture …"
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