Sister, look at him!

Chapter 216 The Empress Dowager, the Empress's Enemy

The candle burned out and dawn finally came.

Xuan Yi got up from the side hall, and Yuan De and a young eunuch were dressing him.

"Speak softly, don't wake up A-Mi and Qi Xiao." Xuan Yi whispered, "A-Mi always has trouble sleeping, and the slightest movement will wake her up."

Yuande: ...

My Majesty, you are the noisiest person in the entire Kunning Palace right now.

*

Xuan Yi exempted He Qingwan from paying his respects, so He Qingwan slept until he woke up naturally. After he washed and dressed, it was almost noon.

"Empress, Xiao Hongzi is outside." Baozhu massaged He Qingwan's legs.

"Let him in." He Qingwan held a plum blossom in her hand. She picked the petals one by one and put them into a pink glass box.

"Yes." Ruyin bowed, took a few steps back and walked out.

The crystal bead curtains collided with each other and made a pleasant sound, which made He Qingwan feel sleepy again.

She feels sleepy as soon as winter comes. Could it be that she needs to hibernate?

"Your Majesty." Xiao Hongzi bowed respectfully. He was a eunuch serving Xuan Yi, so he naturally knew what He Qingwan meant to Xuan Yi. "Your Majesty asked me to pass on a message. There are many government affairs today, so he will come to have dinner with you in the evening."

He Qingwan's golden armor knocked against the table again and again. She didn't answer, as if she was thinking.

Xiao Hongzi didn't dare to move until He Qingwan asked him to stand up, and he still maintained the posture of bowing.

"I understand. You can get up now." He Qingwan nodded to the pink glass box filled with plum blossom petals. "Send this jar of plum blossoms to the imperial kitchen and have the imperial chef named Lai make plum porridge for His Majesty."

"Yes." Xiao Hongzi raised his hands and respectfully picked up the glass box. "I will take my leave."

Xiao Hongzi left, but He Qingwan hadn't come back to her senses yet. She stared unfocused at the opposite wall.

"Ruyin." She called out, "Send a bowl of tonic medicine to Lady Ling."

Noble Lady Ling was the former Madam Ling. At first, He Qingwan wanted to kill her directly, but Xuan Yi said that she could still be useful, so he conferred the title of Noble Lady on her and sent her to a remote courtyard.

Tianqi's harem has many levels of concubines, from the queen to Baolin, which is very troublesome.

There was no imperial concubine in Tianqi. Below the empress was the concubine, followed by the four concubines, imperial concubines, imperial concubines, noble ladies, and precious ladies.

It was Xuan Yi who overcame all objections and allowed He Qing to become the Imperial Noble Consort.

That day in the court, Xuan Yi insisted on making He Qingwan the queen, which frightened the group of old pedants so much that they knelt down and begged him to reconsider.

The general's daughter became the queen. Then can Tianqi still have the surname Xuan in the future?

But Xuanyi's attitude was so firm, so the group of civil officials came up with an idea. They followed the example of the previous dynasty and created an Imperial Noble Consort above the Noble Consort and below the Empress.

Only then did Xuan Yi reluctantly relax.

Little did they know that Xuan Yi originally wanted to make He Qingwan the Imperial Noble Consort.

As the saying goes, if you want to open a window, tell everyone you want to take off the roof, then they will give in and let you open a window.

Ruyin pondered He Qingwan's words. Ling Guiren was not pregnant, so the tonic she sent could only be...

"Yes." Ruyin understood.

"Wait." He Qingwan called Ruyin again, "Send a bowl of tonic medicine to all the concubines in the palace."

Seeing He Qingwan's nonchalant attitude, Ruyin felt a little scalp-tingling, but then she thought that if there were other princes, her young lady's child would have a competitor.

Suddenly, Ruyin's heart hardened.

For the sake of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, she had no choice.

"Xueyan, come here." He Qingwan tapped the table with his index finger.

Xue Yan half-knelt respectfully in front of He Qingwan.

He Qingwan took off a golden hairpin from her bun and inserted it into Xueyan's hair. "Go to the imperial kitchen and keep watch. When the plum porridge is ready, bring it to His Majesty. By the way, tell His Majesty that it's cold these days and I don't want to go to the ground. Tell him not to come so often."

Xue Yan lowered her eyebrows and said, "Yes."

Soon, Baozhu and a eunuch named Xiao Guizi were the only ones left in the room.

"Come here." He Qingwan hooked his finger at Xiao Guizi.

"What does the Queen want me to do?" Xiao Guizi had delicate features and a face as smooth and delicate as porcelain.

"How old are you?" He Qingwan asked him. She wanted to find a companion for Xuan Qixiao in advance.

"Your Highness, I will be fourteen after the New Year."

The age is also suitable.

He Qingwan nodded, "Does it have a name?"

"I am afraid that my humble name may pollute the Majesty's ears." Xiao Guizi was a little nervous. She asked about the man's age and name. What did she want to do?

"Speak. I will forgive you." He Qingwan took a sip of tea.

"My real name is Gui Sanchou." Little Guizi felt embarrassed when he said it.

He Qingwan nodded, "I will give you a new name, Xianglu."

"Thank you, Her Majesty, for the name." Xiao Guizi slammed his head.

"Get up." He Qingwan called Baozhu again, "Baozhu, go and bring the prince here."

Bring the prince over?

Xiao Guizi's heart was pounding. He felt that he was going to become rich. There was no reason, just intuition.

"Empress." Baozhu held Xuan Qixiao who was still sleeping, and her voice was very low.

"Xianglu, go and memorize your new master's face carefully."

He Qingwan raised his eyebrows.

Xiao Guizi felt that his bent back had straightened up. With excitement in his heart, he tiptoed to the side of the little prince and looked at his sleeping face cautiously.

"If anything happens to the prince in the future, Gui Xianglu, you will be held responsible." He Qingwan smiled, "Do you remember this?"

"I will remember this." Xiao Guizi knelt down for the nth time.

High risk means high return. Xiao Guizi's eyes are determined. He is determined to grasp this huge wealth.

*

Royal study room.

Xuan Yi was not making excuses; he was really busy with government affairs, and there were so many memorials on his desk that they seemed to bury him.

The time period when he ascended the throne was very clever.

The eldest prince is leading troops outside, the second prince's mother's family is weak, he is the third prince, and the fourth prince is still young.

In the court, Duke Dingguo was both his uncle and his father-in-law, and Censor Liu was also his father-in-law. So as soon as the previous emperor passed away, he took the initiative.

However, despite the late emperor's will, his throne was still not very secure.

In terms of legitimacy, the eldest prince was born to the late queen who died young.

In terms of seniority, the eldest prince is the eldest son of the late emperor.

In terms of virtue, the eldest prince could compose poems at the age of eight, joined the army at the age of thirteen, and after the age of eighteen, he spent most of his time at the border and seldom returned to Beijing.

The King of Jin was crowned king at a young age, and was the first and only one to be crowned king. How could the late emperor pass the throne to someone who had already been crowned king?

All the ministers knew very well how Prince Xuanyi of Jin came to the throne.

"Your Majesty, the people around the Imperial Concubine have arrived and are waiting outside." Yuan De's words startled Xuan Yi who was buried in the memorial.

"A-mi is angry with me?" He looked guilty. "I broke my promise first. Yuande, send the twelve new screens sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs to A-mi, and the new set of jade flower vases sent as tribute to me to A-mi."

"His Majesty……"

"No, I still have to go there myself."

Xuan Yi could no longer review the memorials as his mind was filled with the lonely figure of He Qingwan.