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

Princess Xuanhua's eyes were moist and tears fell uncontrollably. She bit her lower lip tightly and said in a choked voice, "Mother, but...but, if my husband...if something happens to him, what should I do?" As she spoke, her shoulders trembled slightly and she felt very uncomfortable.

Seeing this, the Queen Mother felt mixed emotions. She sighed softly, walked forward slowly, wiped the tears from Princess Xuanhua's face, and said softly, "Good child, don't cry. Your brother has his own arrangements, and the prince consort is also a brave man, and he will definitely return safely. If you are so sad, it will only distract him at the front line."

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In Weiyang Palace, Zheng Xiyan was concentrating on trimming the extra branches and leaves in the flowerpot, the scissors in her hand flashing a cold light in the sun. Suddenly, Biluo's voice broke the silence, causing Zheng Xiyan's movements to pause instantly, with the scissors hanging in the air, and a trace of disbelief flashed in her eyes, "Are you serious?"

"Of course it's true. His Majesty has already issued an edict, and Princess Xuanhua has also entered the palace. She is currently discussing the matter with the Empress Dowager in Shoukang Palace." Biluo's voice was low and firm, and every word was clearly heard by Zheng Xiyan.

Zheng Xiyan frowned deeply upon hearing this, and her expression suddenly became extremely solemn. The next second, she put down the scissors in her hand, her eyes gradually became deep, and then she took a step forward anxiously, with a bit of undisguised urgency in her voice: "But is it the prince consort that my father proposed to His Majesty?"

Biluo heard this and shook her head gently, saying in a deep voice, "No, the Duke did not mention to His Majesty who would lead the troops. After His Majesty summoned several important officials in succession, he summoned Lord Gu Cheng and issued an order soon after."

Zheng Xiyan's eyebrows trembled slightly when she heard this, as if a complex emotion was surging in her heart. A trace of doubt flashed across her eyes, and then she turned to deep thought, "So, it was Gu Cheng who made the suggestion to His Majesty."

Shuang Ning, who was standing by, saw this and smiled faintly. Her smile was filled with joy at the good news. "Your Majesty, this is great news! You were originally thinking about how to propose to His Majesty that the prince consort lead the troops to the battle. Now that His Majesty has made the arrangements himself, doesn't that save you a lot of thought?"

However, Zheng Xiyan's brows did not relax, but locked even tighter, and she said solemnly: "That being said, I always feel that something is wrong."

Then, she turned her gaze to Zi Luo, her expression becoming more serious: "How is your majesty's health these days? Has the imperial physician been sent to examine him?"

Upon hearing this, Zi Luo immediately lowered her head and lowered her voice a few notches, "Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Yuan said that Your Majesty had been overindulging in sexual activities recently, causing serious damage to his health. After returning from the palace, Your Majesty accidentally caught a cold and caught a cold. I'm afraid this disease won't heal for a while."

After hearing this, Zheng Xiyan raised an elusive smile and said in a cold and decisive voice: "Go, tell the kitchen to make a bowl of ginseng chicken soup. Make sure to use the best ingredients. Deliver it to the Purple Palace in person and greet His Majesty on my behalf."

Upon hearing this, Zi Luo immediately took the order and left, her steps light but firm.

Zheng Xiyan stood there alone, looking through the layers of palace walls towards the unreachable Zichen Palace, secretly thinking about every next move in the game of chess.

Zheng Xiyan sat on the exquisite soft couch, surrounded by a faint scent of incense. Her eyes passed through the mottled light and shadow outside the window, quietly immersed in deep contemplation. After a long time, she gently opened her lips, her voice as cold as autumn water: "Is Concubine Yi's body now fully recovered?"

Biluo's mind was clear when she heard this. She quickly gathered her thoughts and bowed to answer, "Your Majesty, Zirui came to report that Concubine Yi has recovered and can serve you in bed."

Zheng Xiyan's expression did not change when she heard this. She was just as indifferent as usual. "That's great. After the chicken soup is ready, send it to Yuhua Palace and let her carry it to Zichen Palace. As for what to do, she knows it very well."

Biluo accepted the order, bowed, and retreated lightly, leaving the room silent and Zheng Xiyan's lonely figure.

Shuang Ning took the teacup from the maid at the right time, walked lightly, and with a gentle smile on her face, she slowly walked to Zheng Xiyan's side and whispered softly, "Your Majesty has been talking for a long time, I'm sure you must be thirsty. Have some tea to moisten your throat!"

Zheng Xiyan nodded slightly, stretched out her slender hand to take the teacup, and took a small sip.

In the afternoon of that day, the sun was shining, and Zhang Menghan came to the outside of the Purple Palace with chicken soup in her hands. The eunuch in front of the emperor saw her from afar, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes. He hurried forward, bowed, and said with a bit of respect and caution in his voice: "Your servant greets the Concubine Yi, and may the Concubine Yi live in peace and happiness."

Zhang Menghan opened her red lips slightly, her voice was gentle, but it was hard to hide the loneliness in her eyes: "Don't be so polite, sir."

"Thank you, Empress Yi." The eunuch in front of the emperor replied respectfully, secretly speculating in his heart.

Zhang Menghan looked up at the tightly closed palace door with a hint of smile on her face, but behind that smile was endless bitterness and expectation: "Is your majesty in the palace now? The queen is concerned about your majesty's health, so she asked the servants to make chicken soup and asked me to deliver it myself. I hope you can pass it on for me, eunuch."

Upon hearing this, the eunuch in front of the emperor was surprised, but he reacted quickly and said, "Your Majesty, please wait a moment. I will go in and report." After that, he turned around and walked quickly into the hall.

Zhang Menghan stood outside the palace. A breeze blew past, causing her clothes to flutter. She looked at the tightly closed palace door, her eyes dimmed instantly, and a sad look appeared on her face.

"Concubine Yi? The Queen asked her to come?" Xiao Xuanchen had just finished a nap. His voice was very hoarse and his face was full of fatigue and tiredness.

"Yes." The eunuch in front of the emperor replied with a bow.

Xiao Xuanchen then let out a low laugh from deep in his throat, his eyes became blurred, and he said softly: "The Queen is the one who pleases me the most. I haven't seen Concubine Yi for a while. Let her in!"

"Yes." The eunuch in front of the emperor was not surprised at all. Because His Majesty was ill these days, the Empress Dowager ordered that no one was allowed to disturb His Majesty's recuperation. For many days, His Majesty did not summon the concubines. Just now, he saw that Concubine Yi had obviously dressed up carefully. He guessed in his heart that Concubine Yi might not go back today.

Zhang Menghan walked in slowly with a food box in her hand, and saluted in a gentle voice, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you!"

"Get up!" Xiao Xuanchen had a malicious smile on his face.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The moment Zhang Menghan stood up, her eyes were charming and the corners of her mouth were raised. In just a moment, Xiao Xuanchen could no longer hold back his excitement and was completely bewitched.