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

Zheng Xiyan opened her red lips slightly, her tone carrying unquestionable majesty: "Biluo, quickly go and prepare the best writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone."

Upon hearing this, Biluo's heart was slightly moved. She tried to guess the deep meaning of the letter from the Empress, but she did not dare to ask more. She just lowered her head and replied pleasingly, "Yes, Your Majesty." Then, she turned lightly, with a bit of eager steps, and shuttled between the palaces. After a while, she returned with a set of exquisite four treasures of the study, which she placed on the desk. The air was filled with a faint scent of pine and ink.

Zheng Xiyan walked slowly to the desk, her delicate hands gently stroked the cold inkstone, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes. She slowly picked up the pen, the tip of the pen was dipped in thick ink, as if she was condensing thousands of words, the moment the pen tip touched the paper, it seemed to open the door to the past and the future. Her brushstrokes were sometimes solemn, sometimes elegant, and lines of meaningful words appeared on the paper.

After the last stroke was made, Zheng Xiyan gently put down her pen and stared at the letter full of love, feeling mixed emotions. She carefully folded the letter into an exquisite pattern and gently put it into the envelope.

"Biluo, I originally planned to ask you to deliver this letter to your father tomorrow morning, but..." Zheng Xiyan changed the subject, her expression more resolute, "Forget it, go and tell my mother to come to the palace tomorrow morning. I want to personally hand this letter to her."

Biluo took the order and left, leaving the room in silence and Zheng Xiyan in deep thought. This night seemed particularly long to Zheng Xiyan. She tossed and turned on the bed, feeling uneasy. All the past events flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern, with both regrets and expectations. Finally, she got up, put on her clothes, walked to the window, looked at the bright moon, and prayed silently in her heart: "Oh, God, since you have given me this opportunity to be reborn, I must cherish it and never let the tragedy happen again."

The next morning, Princess Chengyang entered the palace, her steps filled with a bit of urgency and anticipation. As she entered Fengyi Palace, she bowed respectfully: "Greetings to Her Majesty the Queen, may Her Majesty live a thousand years."

Zheng Xiyan hurried forward and helped her mother up with her own hands, her eyes full of tenderness: "Mom, please get up quickly."

The mother and daughter sat opposite each other. Princess Chengyang asked with a gentle look, "Xiyan, is there anything urgent that you want mother to enter the palace for?"

Zheng Xiyan smiled slightly, "It is indeed an important matter that requires mother to go in person. However, I will let you talk about this matter in detail later."

Zheng Xiyan slowly revealed her plan to Princess Chengyang. The princess gently stroked the celadon ink cup on the table, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and then she nodded gently. "This plan is very good. In order to ensure that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can ascend the throne safely, this road is dangerous, but it is the only way out. If the Queen Mother knew about your actions, she would definitely use thundering means to obstruct you. By then, you need to be hard-hearted and leave no room for maneuver."

Outside the window, mottled light and shadows were cast, reflecting on the slightly solemn faces of the two people.

"Mother is right. Helian Cheng is the consort of Princess Xuanhua, and the Helian family has a deep-rooted power behind him. Especially the military power in the hands of the Helian family is like a sharp blade hanging over our hearts. We must be on guard." Zheng Xiyan's tone was a little worried. "Xiao Xuanchen's fear of Helian Cheng has not been formed overnight. Even if he married his sister to someone else, his suspicion has never disappeared. We can take this opportunity to make a clever layout and let this suspicion become a sharp sword in our hands."

Upon hearing this, Princess Chengyang smiled indifferently, "You are indeed a far-sighted person. Your Majesty has long coveted the military power of the Helian family. Your father has also mentioned in private that Your Majesty intends to weaken the Helian family's power in order to maintain stability in the court. If we can take this opportunity, not only can we help the prince, but we can also fulfill Your Majesty's wish. Why not do it?"

"Mother is right. I will do my best." Zheng Xiyan bowed, her eyes gleaming with determination. At this moment, she was no longer the gentle and lovely woman. She vowed to pave a smooth road for the future of her family.

They already have a clear blueprint in their minds and are just waiting for the right time.

Princess Chengyang's graceful departure figure was like a wisp of morning mist, quietly dissipating into the depths of the palace, leaving behind a faint lingering fragrance and unfulfilled thoughts.

After Princess Chengyang left, Zheng Xiyan went to the Zichen Hall. Inside the hall, the candlelight flickered and the light and shadows were mottled. Zheng Xiyan stepped into this world with light and solemn steps. Her eyes fell on the table, and she saw Xiao Xuanchen sleeping at the table. The golden silk thread of the dragon robe flickered in the dim light, and he frowned slightly, as if he could not completely relax even in his dream.

She did not dare to disturb the tranquility, but just stood quietly by the side with a gentle look. Time seemed to freeze at this moment, leaving only the occasional whisper of the night wind coming from outside the window.

After a moment, Zheng Xiyan slowly moved to Xiao Xuanchen's side, her movements were so gentle as if she was afraid of waking up a butterfly in its dream. She stretched out her delicate jade hand, lightly touched Xiao Xuanchen's sleeve with her fingertips, then slowly moved to his arm and gently pushed it. "Your Majesty, Your Majesty." Her voice was as clear and gentle as a mountain spring.

Xiao Xuanchen was awakened by the gentle call and slowly opened his eyes. A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then he became clear. He looked at Zheng Xiyan, and a trace of warmth flashed in his eyes. "Queen, why are you here?" His voice was a little hoarse from just waking up, but it was more gentle.

Zheng Xiyan smiled slightly, "Your Majesty is overworked, and I was really worried about you, so I came to see you." Her words were full of concern.

Xiao Xuanchen sat up and stretched, revealing an indescribable fatigue all over his body. "I've been really tired these past few days." He sighed, his brows full of fatigue.

"Your Majesty is worth a fortune, how can you be so careless about yourself?" Zheng Xiyan gently reproached, "Hunting in the palace is already exhausting, and after returning, you have to work on state affairs day and night. How can your body bear it?" As she spoke, she walked to the window and gently pushed open the window frame.

"The Queen is right. It was my negligence." Xiao Xuanchen stood up and stretched his muscles.

Seeing this, Zheng Xiyan hurried forward and helped Xiao Xuanchen walk towards the bedroom. Her movements were so natural and skillful, as if she had done this thousands of times. After entering the bedroom, she carefully helped Xiao Xuanchen lie down and covered him with a quilt, her movements full of tenderness.

Then she sat beside the bed and watched over him quietly.

Yuhua Palace

Zhang Mengying knew that Lu Chuyi was going to copy Buddhist scriptures and was very worried about her. "What does the Queen Mother mean by this? Chuyi didn't do anything wrong."

"It's hard to guess what the Queen Mother is thinking, but don't worry, Your Majesty. The Queen Mother won't make things too difficult for Lu Chongyi. Besides, isn't there still the Queen? You really don't have to worry about anything." Zi Rui advised.