Rebirth on the wedding night, being doted on by the scumbag elder brother

Concubine Wu was well aware of how great an opportunity this was and how it could pose a threat to Hua'er's position as crown prince.

"No." She said anxiously, ready to go to the emperor to argue: "I must go to see the emperor, this matter must not be handed over to the Seventh Prince."

"Your Highness." The old nanny quickly stopped her, "Your Highness, this matter was proposed by the Fourth Prince himself, who recommended the Seventh Prince to provide disaster relief. Even if you go to the Emperor, it will be useless!"

"Was it Huaer who proposed it?" Concubine Wu stopped and looked at the old nanny in surprise.

"Yes."

Concubine Wu frowned and was furious: "How could Hua'er make such an unwise decision? The position of the crown prince is already very stable. Even if he doesn't show brotherly love, no one will raise any objections. Why did he do this?"

"Quick, call Huaer over here. I want to ask him what's going on."

Concubine Wu's face was gloomy. She was not sure whether Hua'er was making a mistake or had other plans. If it was a mistake, it must be corrected immediately.

The old nanny immediately dissuaded her and said calmly: "Your Highness, His Highness must have his own considerations, otherwise he would not have proposed that His Highness the Seventh Prince take on this task."

His Highness is a meticulous person. Although he seems calm over the years, he has actually already firmly grasped most of the power in the court.

A person who thinks so carefully will not make mistakes easily.

"Let's wait for news from His Highness."

With the comfort of the old nanny, Concubine Wu's mood calmed down a little. After calming down, she realized that this was not in line with Hua'er's usual style, and there must be other arrangements.

If the Seventh Prince can successfully complete the disaster relief mission, it will be a huge achievement.

Just like a double-edged sword, once a wrong decision is made, the reputation will plummet to the bottom, and it will be difficult to be entrusted with important tasks in the future. The more Concubine Wu thought about it, the more determined her eyes became.

"So that's Hua'er's true intention." A cold light flashed in her eyes, and she said coldly: "As long as the Seventh Prince makes a mistake in this matter, he will no longer have a place in the court."

She sneered, as if she had everything under control, as if she could see Huaer ascending the throne of Crown Prince in the near future.

When the old nanny mentioned that the emperor first proposed to send the seventh prince to provide disaster relief, Concubine Wu frowned.

Recently, the emperor has entrusted the seventh prince with important tasks, and seems to be intent on cultivating him.

"Your Majesty, do you really have other plans?" Concubine Wu gripped the armrests of the chair tightly, her face full of coldness and jealousy.

"Ever since Concubine Xian came out of the cold palace, the emperor has been giving her rewards and has begun to use the Seventh Prince. Is this compensation, or does he really want to support the Seventh Prince?" She smiled contemptuously, "In any case, I will never allow anyone to get involved in the position of Crown Prince."

Concubine Wu patted the chair hard, with a ferocious expression on her face. After thinking for a moment, she asked the maid to prepare some cakes and planned to meet Concubine Xian in person.

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On the other side of the palace, plum blossoms are beginning to appear and their buds have formed, waiting to bloom in the cold winter. By then, the back garden will become a sea of ​​flowers with a fragrant aroma.

Empress Xian stood under the plum tree in her cloak, gazing at the ancient tree. Her eyes fell on the marks on the trunk, and her expression seemed a little heavy.

At this moment, footsteps were heard behind her. Empress Xian immediately became alert. She turned her head and found that the person coming was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe.

Her expression changed slightly, but she pretended not to notice the Emperor approaching.

The emperor signaled to those around him that there was no need to inform them. The palace maids understood and quietly withdrew. Only the emperor and Concubine Xian were left in the garden.

The emperor slowly approached Concubine Xian, and his expression softened as he looked at her long, silky black hair.

Despite the passage of time, her cool temperament has remained unchanged, just as it was when we first met.

"Xian'er." The emperor gently put his hand on Concubine Xian's shoulder. Concubine Xian was stunned, turned her head to look at him with a surprised expression.

"Your Majesty..." Her eyes flashed with disbelief, and then became tender, reflecting her still girlish face.

The emperor felt warm at heart when he saw Concubine Xian’s still beautiful face.

"Your Majesty, why are you here?"

"I think the plum blossoms in this plum garden should have budded!" the emperor said softly, hugging Concubine Xian in his arms.

Concubine Xian leaned over and said softly, "Your Majesty, do you still remember this plum tree? When we first met as children, we both carved our names on this tree."

The emperor followed Concubine Xian's gaze and saw faint marks on the ancient plum tree. Although it was blurry, he knew in his heart that the names of the two were engraved on it.

"Of course I remember." The emperor's voice was low and firm.

Empress Xian smiled and said, "Every year I come to see this plum tree and recall the promise I made. In winter, snowflakes fly and plum blossoms bloom; in spring, new buds sprout and life is full of vitality."

After hearing this, the emperor was moved and hugged her even tighter.

"Xian'er, I will accompany you to see the plum trees every year from now on." This time, he used "I" instead of "I".

Concubine Xian raised her head and looked at the emperor steadily, her eyes deep and gentle. After a moment, she smiled and said, "Okay."

The two hugged each other tightly, and the onlookers all looked at them with envy.

When the palace maids in the distance saw this scene, they couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh, their eyes full of joy.

Seeing that Empress Xian had regained favor, the servants were also happy.

A few years ago, the queen suffered a lot of injustice.

At this moment, a chill came over her. The palace maid turned around and found that Concubine Wu was standing not far away, looking at the scene of the emperor and Concubine Xian hugging each other with a gloomy face.

"Your Highness..." The palace maid shuddered with fear.

Concubine Wu's eyes were as sharp as knives, staring straight at Concubine Xian with a look of jealousy.

Concubine Xian!

She once looked down on him, was banished to the cold palace, and almost lost all her power. But now, looking at Concubine Xian's delicate smile, Concubine Wu secretly clenched her fists.

"What a change," she said coldly.

The former Empress Xian was aloof and arrogant, and looked down on everyone. Even though she was greatly loved by the Emperor, her stubborn character eventually angered him and she was imprisoned for many years.

But now, she has become gentle and lovely, as if she has become a different person?

Concubine Wu narrowed her eyes and looked at Concubine Xian carefully. Suddenly she thought of something and her face changed abruptly.

Could it be that the reason why the Emperor favored the Seventh Prince these days was all because of Concubine Xian?

Concubine Xian spoke to the emperor with the intention of restoring her own status, which led to the Seventh Prince being repeatedly reused.

If the emperor's mind really turns to Concubine Xian, it will undoubtedly be a huge threat to Hua'er.

It seems that we can no longer underestimate Concubine Xian.

Concubine Wu's expression was uncertain, and the look she gave Concubine Xian was almost spitting fire.

"My Lady Imperial Concubine..." a maid shouted tremblingly. Imperial Concubine Wu glanced at the maid coldly, frightening her so much that she trembled all over. Imperial Concubine Wu snorted coldly and turned away without saying anything more.