Yuqiongyin

Wei Ming returned from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion in defeat, his heart filled with regret and resentment.

On the way back to the palace, his face was very gloomy, and the servants around him dared not breathe, for fear of bringing bad luck to the emperor.

As soon as he returned to the imperial study, Wei Ming swept the memorials on the table to the ground. Ink splashed and left stains on the floor tiles, just like his messy mood at the moment.

He paced back and forth in the imperial study, his fists clenched and his eyes burning with anger.

"Hmph!" He snorted heavily from his nose, his voice full of anger and dissatisfaction.

"How could she be so ungrateful! I have already put aside my dignity as an emperor and personally went to apologize to her, but she is still so cold and indifferent to me. What's even worse is that she even wants to keep my prince outside the palace to raise him. This is simply treason!"

The more Wei Ming thought about it, the angrier he became. His teeth were chattering, as if he wanted to chew up the "her" in his mouth and swallow her.

At this moment, the entire imperial study seemed exceptionally empty, with only his hurried and heavy footsteps constantly echoing, and these footsteps were the concrete expression of his inner anxiety.

At the same time, Wei Ming was filled with regret, wondering why he didn't pay attention to the situation of the baby in Xie Chenning's belly at that time.

At this time, Concubine Ming happened to come. She heard that the emperor was in a bad mood after returning from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, so she wanted to come to comfort him.

Concubine Ming did not ask Eunuch Chen to inform everyone. She walked lightly into the imperial study and saw the mess on the floor, but she was not panicked.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Don't get so angry that you get sick!"

Ming Fei's soft and gentle voice was like a warm spring breeze, slowly blowing through Wei Ming's heart.

Hearing the voice, Wei Ming stopped walking and turned to look at the person who came.

Ming Fei was wearing a light pink dress today, the folds of the skirt were like the light of snow and moonlight flowing down to the ground, and a white brocade belt was tied around her waist, making her waist look even slimmer. Her graceful figure was even more prominent in this elegant dress.

Looking at her pretty face again, her eyebrows were lightly drawn, her red lips were slightly parted, and there was just the right amount of worry on her face, which made people feel pity for her.

She walked slowly in front of Wei Ming with lotus steps, raised her head slightly, and her beautiful eyes were full of concern and worry.

At this moment, Wei Ming's eyes, which were originally burning with rage, actually cooled down a little when he saw Ming Fei.

He stared at Ming Fei, and the annoyance in his heart seemed to be relieved a little.

"Ni'er, you are here. Today I went to the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion to apologize to the Queen, but she didn't take me seriously at all. I am the emperor, how could I have suffered such injustice!" There was still a strong sense of unwillingness in Wei Ming's words.

Ming Fei frowned slightly, and a barely perceptible light flashed in her eyes.

"Your Majesty, please don't be angry. The Queen is probably still angry. Your Majesty is very thoughtful, and I'm sure she will understand it eventually."

As she spoke, she walked over to Wei Ming, picked up the teapot on the table, and poured him a cup of tea.

Wei Ming took the teacup, but did not drink it. He just played with it in his hands.

"I have worked hard day and night for this empire, and now I just want to mend my relationship with her, but she is so indifferent. I really regret that I doted on her so much in the past." Wei Ming's tone was full of resentment.

Ming Fei gently held the emperor's hand and said, "Your Majesty, the Empress has been married to you for many years, so there must be feelings between you. It's just that the injury this time is too deep, and it will take some time to heal. Your Majesty, please don't blame yourself too much."

Wei Ming looked at Ming Fei, and the frustration in his heart seemed to have found an outlet.

"Ni'er, you are the only one who understands my heart. In this palace, I seem to have everything, but even reconciling with the Queen and the Xie family is so difficult."

As he spoke, Ming Weiming embraced Ming Fei in his arms, feeling her warmth.

The corners of Ming Fei's mouth rose slightly, and a hint of pride flashed in her eyes.

She whispered in the emperor's arms, "Your Majesty, I know how difficult it is for you. The Queen may just be confused for the moment. Your Majesty can give her some time, or you can express your apology in other ways."

"Hmph, wait till she regrets it!"

Ming Fei curled her lips and smiled. She also knew that the Queen's actions today would undoubtedly push the Emperor further and further away, and this was exactly what she wanted.

She was waiting, waiting for the emperor's feelings for the queen to be worn away by these conflicts, waiting for the day when she would give birth to a royal heir and ascend the throne to become the true master of the harem.

In this imperial study, the anger in Wei Ming's heart raged like a storm, and Ming Fei was like a spider hiding in the dark, patiently weaving her own plan, taking advantage of Wei Ming's unwillingness and pushing the situation in a direction that was favorable to her.

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A subtle atmosphere permeates the inner courtyard of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion today.

The sunlight shines through the mottled leaves, casting patches of light and shadows on the ground. Surrounded by maids, Xie Chenning slowly walks into the courtyard with a calm expression.

"She's here?" Xie Chenning asked lazily.

Nanny Lu at the side nodded and said, "Yes, Miss, Minghe is here."

"it is good."

Before Xie Chenning took a few steps, a woman in simple clothes appeared in her sight.

She was wearing loose clothes, but her slightly bulging belly was still visible; she was already five months pregnant.

Xie Chenning kept walking, her eyes fixed on the woman's belly, and she slowly approached Minghe.

As she got closer to Minghe step by step, the latter's already tense nerves became even more tense. He lowered his head in fear, and his body trembled slightly involuntarily.

However, Xie Chenning did not scold or blame Minghe. She just stretched out a slender jade hand and gently placed it on Minghe's belly.

At the moment my palms touched my skin, an indescribable feeling came over me.

At that moment, she felt the presence of a little life, and the slight fetal movement seemed like a wonderful touch, transmitted through her palms to her heart.

There was a surge of emotion in Xie Chenning's heart.

In this palace that seems prosperous but is actually full of undercurrents, children symbolize so much. They are hope, continuation, and a weight in the power struggle, a key chess piece used in the fight for power.