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In fact, Qi Yitang did not expect Qin Lianyue to pull this stunt.

She could actually do something like dripping blood into ink; it's astonishing how she could do such a thing.

It's true that the Empress Dowager is Xie Ling's mother, but Qi Yitang doesn't know if she has that deep a relationship with her. No matter how filial she is, she would never cut off her own flesh and bleed.

Everyone looked over, some worried, others ready to see a joke.

After all, compared to Qin Lianyue's "filial piety," whatever Qi Yitang offered seemed so perfunctory.

But Qi Yitang remained calm and stood up from her seat. "For the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet, all the sisters have put in a lot of effort to prepare. Consort Li is especially sincere and filial. I am ashamed to say that I am not as good as her."

"Your Majesty, I know I am talentless and incompetent. My needlework is terrible and my cooking is awful... After much thought, I am afraid that only by giving Your Majesty what you want can I truly make you happy."

"Oh?" Qin Lianyue's tone rose. "Could it be that the Imperial Concubine is a mind reader for the Empress Dowager, knowing what she is thinking?"

"In that case, Your Majesty, what is this 'truly desired' thing that you speak of the Empress Dowager as something precious?"

Qi Yitang clapped her hands.

The next moment, the palace doors reopened, and a young man walked in from outside.

His features bore a resemblance to those of an emperor. He wore a silver-white brocade robe with a jade belt around his waist, and his gait exuded the youthful exuberance and vigor unique to young people.

"Your subject kowtows to Your Majesty, wishing Your Majesty good health, longevity, and everlasting happiness."

Wow, another handsome guy!

"Clang—" The Empress Dowager accidentally knocked over her teacup.

She stood up from her seat in a daze, completely shocked. "The eleventh brother?"

Xie Changqing said, "Mother, your son has returned to wish you a happy birthday."

Qi Yitang said at the opportune moment, "Your Majesty, I know that Your Majesty does not wish for a long life, but only for the reunion of family members. Therefore, I have asked Your Majesty for a grace to allow Prince Jin to return to the capital for half a year to reunite with Your Majesty."

The Empress Dowager was overjoyed and wept, repeatedly saying "good."

She let Xie Changqing come to her, touched her son's face, and her hands were trembling.

Xie Changqing: "Mother, please don't cry on such a joyous day. Aren't you happy to see your son?"

"Happy, of course Mother is happy."

The mother and son were reunited, laughing and joking. Qi Yitang sat down leisurely, thinking, "Little brat, you want to compete with me in creativity?"

Qin Lianyue's expression was extremely ugly, and everyone else in the hall was also extremely shocked.

The Empress Dowager had two sons, and she doted on her younger son. However, everyone in Shengjing knew that the current emperor disliked his own brother and had exiled Prince Jin far away after ascending the throne.

Even though the Prince of Jin was only twelve years old at the time, and even though the Empress Dowager pleaded with him to wait until the eleventh prince was a little older, until he was fifteen, before he left.

But the emperor's mind was made of iron, and no one could dissuade him. He even issued an edict ordering the Prince of Jin to stay in his fiefdom and not to return to the capital without an imperial decree.

In recent years, the Empress Dowager has only seen Prince Jin twice during festivals, and both times it was just a brief encounter.

With her son away alone, how could a mother not worry about him? This almost became a source of great anxiety for the Empress Dowager.

Now that the Prince of Jin can not only return, but also stay for half a year, it can be said that no surprise is greater than this.

Actually, this idea wasn't just something Qi Yitang could come up with, but only she could pull it off.

After all, no one else in the world would dare to bring it up voluntarily, offend the emperor, and even change his mind.

If you don't believe me, try it and you'll die.

In fact, Qi Yitang also paid a heavy price. It's inconvenient to describe the specifics, and it can't pass censorship, but anyway, she experienced all the positions that she was unwilling and ashamed of before.

But that's a story for another time.

The Empress Dowager wiped away her tears, and her gaze towards Qi Yitang became much more complicated. "Consort Qi, you are so thoughtful. I am very pleased."

Qi Yitang smiled and said, "As long as Your Majesty is happy, that's all that matters. Your Majesty and I both hope that Your Majesty will enjoy good health and boundless joy every year."

At that moment, the Empress Dowager felt a sudden pang of regret.

Perhaps she shouldn't have been so harsh on Qi Yitang in the past.

The emperor was indifferent by nature. If it weren't for Qi Yitang's mediation, how could the eleventh prince have returned to reunite with her?

……

After the gifts were presented, the birthday banquet entered its second half.

While the Empress Dowager was still immersed in the joy of reuniting with her son, several hours had passed, and although the ministers and ladies of the court still maintained their upright posture and proper smiles, it was not hard to see that they were exhausted.

In a secluded corner where no one was watching, Qin Zhenxiong made a hand gesture.

A young eunuch understood and walked to Xie Ling's side with a wine pot. "Your Majesty, this servant will pour you some wine."

Perhaps out of guilt, his hands trembled slightly for no apparent reason.

Qin Lianyue's heart was in her throat.

Fortunately, Xie Ling didn't notice and drank the glass of wine in one gulp.

After a moment, he seemed to feel a bit hot, so he pressed his temples and said to Qi Yitang beside him, "Tangtang, I'm a little drunk. I'm going out for some fresh air."

"Go ahead, go ahead." Qi Yitang had no doubts.

"Sit still and don't run around," Xie Ling instructed.

Seeing Xie Ling being helped away from his seat by a eunuch, Qin Lianyue's eyes flashed with a triumphant smile, and she quietly followed him.

Qi Yitang was still eating sunflower seeds when suddenly the comments section exploded with messages: "Holy crap, no way? Don't mess with me!"

[As expected of the clichéd aphrodisiac plot that's a staple of period dramas; can't they come up with something a little more original?]

[I'm so angry! Don't the villains have any sense of awareness at all?]

What kind of ridiculous plot is this? Couldn't they just provide a clean cucumber?

Qi Yitang was completely bewildered. What happened?

[The female supporting character is still watching the show! Hurry and save the emperor! Any later and she'll lose her innocence!]

[How can we save the female supporting character? She can't see the comments, so how would she know where she is?]

[I'm so angry! I'm so angry! That bastard author should come out and take his punishment!]

What?!

Qi Yitang's pupils contracted sharply, and she looked abruptly in Qin Lianyue's direction. Sure enough, she was gone!

Qin Lianyue is really something, daring to even mess with her own people!

The live chat spoiled Xie Ling's location, and Qi Yitang's anger surged. She jumped up, intending to go and get someone, but just in time, she bumped into the maid Xie Jingyu had sent to drug her. "Ah—"

The wine pot was overturned, wetting most of Qi Yitang's dress.

Below, Xie Jingyu's expression instantly darkened—useless trash, can't even handle this simple matter!

The others looked over curiously: What happened?

When Xie Changqing returned to the capital, the Empress Dowager was overjoyed. Half-drunk, she propped her forehead up and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qi Yitang tried her best to suppress the anxiety in her heart. "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I accidentally knocked over the wine pot. Please allow me to go and change my clothes."

The Empress Dowager instinctively wanted to scold someone, saying, "How old are you? Why are you still so reckless?" but she swallowed the words and just waved her hand.

"Go."

Xie Jingyu's expression shifted slightly, and he followed.

The aphrodisiac he prepared was extremely potent; even just a smear on the hem of his skirt could exert seventy or eighty percent of its effect.