Deep Palace Conspiracy: My son will sit on the dragon throne and I will be the queen mother

Su Qingyao and Concubine Gu couldn't coax Wen Jing now. She just buried her little head in her knees and kept sobbing.

So pitiful, so helpless.

This incident alarmed Emperor Yin De. He had just finished approving the last memorial of the day when Li Fuhai went in to report that Wen Jing knew about her life experience and was crying bitterly.

Emperor Yinde had no time to think about anything else and rushed over directly. Along the way, Xiao Xiazi also reported clearly what had just happened in Fengxian Hall.

Today is the birthday of Wen Jing's biological mother Jiang. Su Qingyao and Concubine Gu came to visit, and Wen Jing heard what they said.

Su Qingyao and Concubine Gu did not dare to tell Wen Jing what Jiang had done before, for fear that the child would be sad, so they only told her that her mother was a very good woman who died due to dystocia.

Seeing Emperor Yin De get off the carriage, Su Qingyao and Concubine Gu knelt down and saluted, with their heads lowered, like two children who had made a mistake.

"Get up." Emperor Yinde ordered quietly, and then squatted in front of Wen Jing.

Wen Jing was sad, but she also knew that the man in front of her was her father, and more importantly an emperor. She could not be too willful in front of her father, otherwise, his father might not want her.

"Father...Father." Wen Jing shouted and threw herself into Emperor Yin De's arms.

She felt that her father's embrace was so warm today.

"It's cold outside, can Father take you to the Nourishing Heart Hall?" Emperor Yin De asked Wen Jing gently.

Wen Jing cried for a while before saying one word, "Yeah."

Yinde took Wen Jing directly to the Yangxin Hall. Seeing Luan Jia slowly disappearing from his sight, Concubine Gu finally couldn't hold on any longer. If she hadn't been supported by the palace maid, she would have fallen to the ground.

"Sister Concubine Gu." Su Qingyao also reached out to help her.

Concubine Gu smiled bitterly, "It's okay, I can still hold on."

She had to hold on, even if it was for Wen Jing, she had to hold on.

In the Yangxin Hall, Emperor Yinde sat on the soft couch with Wen Jing in his arms and asked Li Fuhai to serve some snacks.

After Li Fuhai brought the snacks, he stepped back with a wink, and then asked the palace servants guarding outside the palace to stay away.

Wen Jing was now in no mood to eat or drink. The three-year-old baby held Emperor Yin De's hand, raised his little head and asked seriously, "Father, is my mother dead?"

Seeing that Emperor Yin De didn't answer, she knew. In fact, she already knew before she asked.

"Wen Jing, I also feel very sorry for your mother's death."

Emperor Yin De held Wen Jing in his arms and told a story about the past.

That was three years ago in Yinde. Wen Jing's biological mother, Jiang, entered the palace together with Su Qingyao and Wen Xiuyuan. Jiang was a beauty at first, but she was soon named Jieyu. Within a month of entering the palace, she became pregnant. Got pregnant.

But for some reasons, he passed away after having a child.

"Your mother is also a very gentle woman. I watch you grow up day by day, and sometimes I think about how great it would be if your mother was still here."

Wen Jing cried sadly, and Emperor Yin De also heard nothing good about her.

All his memories about Jiang Yan were blurred, but he just knew that he couldn't tell Wen Jing her bad side, as the child wouldn't be able to bear it.

"Wen Jing, my father didn't mean to hide anything from you, but he was very sad when he mentioned your mother."

Wen Jing listened quietly and gradually stopped crying.

Just holding Emperor Yin De's arm, he seemed to be looking for the only little sense of security in this world.

Emperor Yinde patiently coaxed her until she fell asleep in his arms.

Emperor Yinde placed Wen Jing on the bed in the side hall and felt a little relieved after seeing the little guy sleeping soundly.

When he returned to the main hall, Li Fuhai served him a cup of hot tea.

"Your Majesty, I just took a look at the records of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Today is indeed Jiang's birthday. Maybe the Imperial Concubine and Concubine Gu want to pay homage to her."

"One more thing, Mr. He who lives in Changxin Palace is Jiang's cousin."

"Today when we were in the Imperial Garden, Mr. He accidentally dropped the portrait of Commoner Jiang from his sleeve. Her Highness the Second Princess helped to pick up the portrait. At the beginning, Mr. He said that the woman in the portrait, It’s her sister.”

"The Second Princess may have made the fuss to find Concubine Gu just because she saw this portrait."

Emperor Yinde held the tea cup but did not take a sip.

Analyze this matter carefully.

There won't be so many coincidences in this world, they all happen together.

Maybe someone arranged it this way on purpose.

"Li Fuhai, do you think it is He Baolin who wants to raise Wen Jing?"

Li Fuhai lowered his head, thought for a moment and replied, "Little Master He has a low status. According to the rules, he cannot raise this child."

"But Master He and His Highness the Second Princess are somewhat related by blood. If you say that you don't have this intention at all, I think it is impossible."

Li Fuhai's words were true. If He Baolin was really peaceful, he would not come out like this in the Royal Garden.

Hearing this, Emperor Yin De snorted coldly and placed the tea cup heavily on the sandalwood table next to him, making a muffled sound.

He was the first person who dared to violate taboos like this just after entering the palace.

"Let Mr. He go live in Bixiao Palace, and calm down, and don't always think about unrealistic things."

"Yes." Li Fuhai asked cautiously, "What about the Second Princess?"

Emperor Yin De was thinking that no matter what the reason was, Wen Jing already knew about his life experience.

At this moment, I am afraid that I don't want to get close to Concubine Gu. On the contrary, I am in the Yangxin Hall and can still listen to what she says.

"Let her live in the Yangxin Hall for the time being. I will take care of her myself these days."

In Emperor Yin De's heart, Wen Jing's mother-concubine has always been Concubine Gu, but she needs to take time to accept and digest it all.

She should not only thank her biological mother for bringing her into this world, but she should also be grateful to Concubine Gu for her upbringing.

Seeing that it was ten minutes after dinner and Emperor Yinde was not ready to pass on the meal, Su Qingyao went out to ask for a meeting, and Emperor Yinde quickly called her in.

"I'm here to see Your Majesty. I'm here to ask for forgiveness."

Emperor Yinde saw that Su Qingyao was so restrained in front of him and was not used to it, so he quickly helped her up.

"I never blamed you, don't think too much about it." Emperor Yinde knew what Su Qingyao was talking about. After all, Su Qingyao and Concubine Gu violated Emperor Yinde's taboo by going to worship Jiang Yan.

Su Qingyao was also very aware of this, but she still did it. She knew that Wen Jing had "accidentally" known her life experience, and it would be meaningless even if Emperor Yin De blamed him again.

Moreover, at this time, the more Emperor Yin De blamed, the more uncomfortable Wen Jing would feel.