The queen is charming, but powerful ministers lure her to seize power and usurp the throne

Chapter 47 Autumn Hunting Trip 3
Only a few moments after returning to Yong'an Palace, the wind was raging and the rain was pouring.Large raindrops smashed into the plaster and soon gathered into streams of water.

The steaming heat from the earth overlaps with the dense rain curtain, making the world feel groggy.

The only sound left in the world was the sound of raindrops hitting the rubble, and Zhe Sang continued to copy the palace instructions.

The pain in my right leg is getting worse. The damage to my body is irreversible, and the root cause of the disease may not be eliminated for the rest of my life.

"Chongqing, how are the new palace attendants in Bixia Palace doing?"

"There are no merits and no faults. They only do some cleaning in the outer courtyard. The most outstanding one is Ruo Shui. She is close to Jing'er who is next to Zhu Guiji."

"It's enough to give Zhu Guiji a little gift in return."

"Your Majesty, what do you mean—"

"Give Ruo Shui some laxative to help her master clear his mind. Don't be too harsh, so as not to alert the enemy."

Chongqing rolled his eyes, understanding what she meant.

Mrs. An was ignored by the emperor for a while because of that incident. If Zhu Guiji did something similar in front of Mrs. An and the emperor, it would be hard not to recall the unforgettable past.

After this experience, I'm afraid that no matter how Zhu Guiji pleases her, Mrs. An will feel a little knotty in her heart.

From a few months ago, Zhe Sang had been quietly placing his own people in various palaces. Not everyone was as good as Hong'er, who could overthrow the master's henchmen and replace them.Most people can only live on the fringes.

The advantage of being on the edge is that it is less likely to arouse suspicion from others, but the disadvantage is that it is not so convenient to get things done and receive news.But even so, it's much better than being alone before.

Some things are like playing chess. You can only cast the net first and collect it later. Take your time and don't rush.Who knows what a humble person today will be like tomorrow.

"Mother, the holy chariot is coming this way -" Just as he was thinking about it, a palace maid hurried in. The rain was too heavy, but after just a few steps, she was soaked to the skin.

Zhe Sang and Chong Qing looked at each other, and they were both a little surprised. He lost such a temper yesterday, what was he going to do in the heavy rain today?
"I understand. You should go and change into dry clothes. Next time, you can walk down the corridor. It will only take you half a cup of tea."

"Thank you for your understanding." The little girl happily went down to change clothes.

Before the emperor arrived, Zhe Sang quickly said to Chongqing, "Go and pour a bowl of fried medicine."

"It has only been fried for half an hour. I'm afraid the effect of the medicine hasn't come out yet, so I'd better drink it later."

"It's just a show. It smells like medicine. Go before anyone arrives."

Chongqing left quickly, and Zhesang took out a small plate of spices from the ancient shelf, which was the soothing incense.

The heavy rain is heavy, and the emperor is still coming. He will definitely not leave for a while, so we must be prepared before he comes in.

This time Zhe Sang didn't go out to greet him, pretending not to know he was coming.First, it was raining really hard outside, and she would get wet no matter what she went out; second, her legs were already in severe pain, and she didn't want to torment herself for the emperor anymore.

Although there was a dragon chariot and a large number of people waiting on him, the rain was really heavy and the wind picked up from time to time. Even the emperor could not avoid being contaminated by the rain.

Because it was raining and the sky was dark, the lamps were lit early. The queen's dress was very simple, loosely cut, and did not have any embroidery on it.

She stood upright behind the desk, her expression focused, like a bamboo plant deep in the bamboo forest. The wind and rain were swaying outside, but this place was quiet and peaceful.

The lamp shone on her body, everything became softer, and the ups and downs in the emperor's heart seemed to calm down.

After leaving Zhantian Pavilion, Eunuch Xu asked him if he was going back to Yangxin Pavilion.

But he said, Yong'an Palace.

The feeling of wind and rain on his face was not pleasant, but at this moment he just wanted to come to Yong'an Palace.

If he wanted to investigate carefully, it was only here, only Su Zhesang could make his heart settle down so peacefully.

Probably gained from the experience of supporting each other, this kind of peace of mind cannot be found in other people.

"Empress Empress—"

Eunuch Xu called softly. He couldn't understand why the emperor came in the heavy rain and just stood in front of the door, lost in thought. The rain was loud and the light was dark, and the queen didn't notice them.He didn't dare to say anything easily, but most of His Majesty's dragon robe was soaked by the rain. Even though it was summer, the wind would make him feel cold.

"Your Majesty?" The queen was very surprised. She put down her pen and was about to come over. Unexpectedly, she almost fell down when she raised her foot. Fortunately, she grabbed the chair next to her.

The emperor strode forward, "What are you in such a hurry for? You have a sprain?"

He pushed Zhesang down on the chair and squatted down to look at her feet.

But Zhe Sang shrank her feet and refused to show them to him.

"Not twisted."

The emperor looked at her, obviously not believing it.

She looked evasive, and after a while she whispered.

"It's an injury from before. It rained today and I feel a little uncomfortable."

"That scar is ugly. Your Majesty, don't look at it."

The emperor was slightly stunned. There were too many people injured for him, and he couldn't remember them.He doesn't need to remember that every injury those people suffered for him was converted into fame and fortune.

But he seemed to have forgotten the person in front of him, where she was injured and why she was injured.

The bitter taste came from the tip of my nose, it was a bowl of steaming medicine, brown like earth, and it looked unpleasant to drink.

Mrs. An also often drinks medicine, which makes her lose her temper even if she doesn't take it.

"Is it bitter?" he asked.

Zhe Sang couldn't figure out what he was thinking, but he nodded honestly.

"It's bitter, but you have to drink it even if it's bitter."

Seeing his rare gentleness, she thought for a moment and added another sentence.

"I don't want to be a lame concubine. A lame concubine cannot be a concubine."

The sound of rain became louder and louder, completely blocking out the world of mortals. It seemed that only the girl in front of him was left in the world.

The emperor's heart paused for a moment, and he said, "As long as I am here, I will not let you be lame."

Zhe Sang leaned back in his chair and quietly opened the distance between the two of them.

"Eunuch Xu, it's true. Your Majesty is soaked all over. If you have anything to do, just let me know. Why go all the way? What should I do if I catch a cold?"

Zhe Sang looked at Eunuch Xu on the side with dissatisfaction.

"Just change it. I wanted to come over." The emperor smiled.

"Why?" She raised her head and asked, seemingly confused.

His eyes fell silent, and he remembered Qin Tianjian's words again.

He was an emperor, and he would never believe that a weird dream could destroy his country, but the words 'incorrect foundation' still pierced his heart directly, and he was filled with thoughts.

The old emperor once asked him to kneel before his ancestors and make a promise, and also asked him to write two letters of deed: no matter what, he would not be an emperor.One letter was in the hands of the old emperor, and one letter was burned to report to God.

With the fall of the previous dynasty, those unbearable pasts have disappeared.No one in the world can threaten him in the slightest, but a person's greatest fear often comes from his heart.

He picked up the paper on the side and praised, "Your handwriting has become more and more beautiful. Compared with the past, it has completely changed."

(End of this chapter)