After killing four concubines, the queen was sentenced to death and reborn

Inside the Weiyang Palace, the night was as dark as ink. Zheng Xiyan sat at her desk, surrounded by children practicing calligraphy. The occasional chirping of night birds outside the window added a bit of tranquility.

Biluo walked in quietly and whispered softly in Zheng Xiyan's ear: "Your Majesty, I have delivered the soup as you ordered. Concubine Yi will sleep with you tonight, so His Majesty will definitely drink it."

Zheng Xiyan heard this and smiled slightly, "Okay, I understand."

Before she finished her words, a petite figure suddenly jumped into her arms. Xiao Shuyue said in a coquettish voice, "Mother, Yue'er is sleepy."

Zheng Xiyan's eyes were full of doting. She gently picked her up and said softly, "Okay! If you are sleepy, go back to sleep."

"Yeah!" Xiao Shuyue responded sweetly and snuggled in her mother's warm embrace.

Zheng Xiyan turned to Xiao Chengji and Xiao Chengyi and said, "The Queen Mother has taken Yue'er to rest. You two should not stay up too late and go back to bed early."

"Yes! Your son respectfully sees you off, mother." The two stood up and saluted respectfully.

After Zheng Xiyan and Xiao Shuyue disappeared around the corner of the side hall, Xiao Chengyi finally couldn't hold back his sleepiness in the study room. He slumped down on the chair and yawned loudly, his eyes full of fatigue. "Brother, I'm really sleepy. Can I..."

Xiao Chengji's eyes swept across his brother's unfinished handwriting, and he said sternly, "Yier, today's work is done today, how can you give up so easily? Sit down and continue writing."

Although Xiao Chengyi was unwilling, he also understood his brother's painstaking efforts, so he had no choice but to pick up the pen again and continue leaving his childish handwriting on the rice paper.

After Zheng Xiyan settled Xiao Shuyue down, she returned to the study and saw that the solitary lamp was still on. "It's so late, why are you still writing?"

Biluo smiled and said, "Your Majesty, it's rare that the two princes are so diligent."

Zheng Xiyan walked into the study, glanced at the two children gently, and said softly: "It's getting late, it won't be too late to practice tomorrow."

Xiao Chengyi's eyes flashed with joy when he heard this. He was about to put down his pen, but he saw Xiao Chengji was unmoved and still writing hard. "Mother, today's matter must not be postponed until tomorrow. Mother, go to bed first! Your sons will finish writing soon."

Zheng Xiyan looked at Xiao Chengji's resolute back, feeling relieved and proud, but more distressed. "Don't be stubborn, go back and rest when you're tired, got it?"

"Don't worry, mother. I know what's going on." Xiao Chengji replied. This maturity and stability made Zheng Xiyan feel both relieved and a little sad.

Zheng Xiyan said nothing more. The children had their own ideas. As a mother, she only needed to support them silently and not interfere too much. She quietly left the study, returned to the bedroom, washed up, and went to bed.

The next morning, when the dawn broke, Consort Yi went to Yuhua Palace. She was wearing a simple and elegant palace dress embroidered with orchids, with a hint of imperceptible worry between her brows, and she sat quietly in the main hall.

Inside the Weiyang Palace, the morning light shone through the carved wooden windows onto Zheng Xiyan's delicate face. She was facing the bronze mirror, carefully combing her long black hair. Biluo stepped forward with a hint of respect in her voice, "Your Majesty, I just learned that Consort Yi went to Yuhua Palace early in the morning."

Zheng Xiyan paused for a moment when she heard this, and then she returned to normal and said calmly, "I understand. Please go and make arrangements. Have someone keep a close eye on it. Report any disturbance immediately." After that, she seemed to remember something and added, "Also, I've been busy with government affairs these days. Is everything going well in Shou'an Palace?"

Biluo quickly reported back: "Don't worry, your Majesty, everything is normal in Shou'an Palace. The two princesses are well under the care of the Queen Mother."

Zheng Xiyan nodded slightly, thinking to herself, she had made a promise to Shen Aoning that she would protect the two princesses, and she would never break her promise. "Order someone to keep a close eye on Shou'an Palace, and the two princesses can't make any mistakes."

"Yes!"

In the Purple Palace, Xiao Xuanchen had already left the palace to attend court, leaving Zhang Mengying alone, sitting on the bed. Her skin was lightly pink due to last night's passion, and the kiss marks on her neck were even more eye-catching, like the most beautiful flowers in spring, but also silently telling of last night's madness and decadence. She barely supported her body and slowly got up, feeling very tired.

The palace maids filed in and prepared bathing and changing clothes for her. After a busy period, Zhang Mengying finally regained her former dignity, but her pale face and tired eyes could not be concealed. She sat on the sedan chair to Yuhua Palace, closed her eyes and looked weak.

Arriving at Yuhua Palace, the maid carefully helped her get off the sedan chair. Zhang Mengying's legs were shaking slightly from standing for a long time, and she almost couldn't stand it. Fortunately, the maid helped her in time and she didn't lose her composure. "Your Majesty, be careful." The maid reminded softly, full of concern.

As I stepped into the main hall of Yuhua Palace, a warm breath hit me. The eunuch respectfully announced, "Your Majesty, Consort Yi has been waiting for a long time and is now in the hall."

Zhang Mengying nodded slightly and ordered, "Prepare some breakfast. I'm a little hungry."

After everything was arranged, Zhang Mengying walked into the main hall and saw Consort Yi sitting on the couch. Upon seeing her coming, she quickly stood up and saluted, her manners showing dignity. "Greetings to Consort Yi."

Zhang Mengying raised her hand slightly and said softly, "Sister, there is no need to be so polite. Please sit down quickly." After the two of them sat down, Yi Zhaoyi inadvertently caught a glimpse of the kiss mark on Zhang Mengying's neck, which was very eye-catching. A complex emotion flashed in her eyes, but then she returned to normal as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Mengying's lips curled up into a gentle and slightly meaningful smile, "Sister is here after all."

Yi Zhaoyi's eyes were sharp, and she asked directly, "You, had expected me to come?"

Zhang Mengying smiled gently, "Sister is a smart person."

Upon hearing this, Concubine Yi frowned slightly, but remained straightforward: "Okay, stop beating around the bush. Just tell me directly, what seductive tricks did you use to make His Majesty so obsessed with you?"

Zhang Mengying gently put down the delicate teacup in her hand, her movements were graceful and calm, as if every detail had been carefully crafted. "Don't worry, sister!" She patted her belly gently, "I'm very hungry right now. Have you had breakfast? If not, why don't we enjoy it together?"

Yi Zhaoyi's expression changed slightly, and then she said coldly: "I'm not hungry."

Zhang Mengying didn't care, but smiled even more, "But I'm really hungry, sister."