When it got dark, Emperor Qianyuan went to Concubine Chen's Ninghe Palace.
"I have met Your Majesty." Concubine Chen lowered her eyes and bowed, her posture gentle but unfamiliar.
"Concubine Chen, I have told you so many times that you don't need to be so polite to me in private." Emperor Qianyuan reached out to help her.
Concubine Chen took a step back and avoided his hand, but still did not look at him: "The etiquette cannot be discarded."
Emperor Qianyuan was a little embarrassed, rubbed his hands, and sat down aside: "I came here early specifically to have dinner with you."
"I have already used it." Concubine Chen lowered her head: "Your Majesty, you should go to other palaces to have a look.
My concubine is not feeling well today, so she will rest first."
She just said that, ignored Emperor Qianyuan, and turned around to go to the inner hall.
In fact, she didn't pay much attention to Emperor Qianyuan ever since she splashed tea in his face.
"Ruofei, Ruofei!" Emperor Qianyuan stretched out his hand to keep her.
Concubine Chen didn't even look back.
Emperor Qianyuan was a little annoyed, but he didn't dare to get angry. He got up and followed in.
"Are you worried about me locking him up and deliberately neglecting me like this?" He chased Concubine Chen and asked.
Concubine Chen had already stepped on the footboard in front of the bed and was about to get into bed. When she heard what he said, she turned and frowned at him: "Your Majesty, it has been so many years and Zeyu has celebrated the 21st of the New Year. What are you still trying to test?"
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"I'm afraid that you will never forget your old love for him!" Emperor Qianyuan said plausibly.
"So what if the old love is unforgettable?" Concubine Chen sneered: "He rushed to the border, far away in the world, and spent half his life for you.
I was locked in this deep palace by you, and I gave birth to a son for you, but you still doubt me like this.
I don’t feel sorry for him, but I don’t feel sorry for him.”
"Someone reported him and found evidence. I have to investigate..." Emperor Qianyuan tried to explain.
Concubine Chen sat down on the edge of the bed: "Your Majesty is a king, so he naturally has his own sense of proportion in doing things. The harem is not allowed to interfere in politics. There is really no need for your Majesty to mention this to my concubines."
"Don't be angry." Emperor Qianyuan saw that her expression had softened, and he took the opportunity to sit over and said, "I also know that Li Yan is not that kind of person.
I just want to use this matter to give him a beating, and I will let him go in a few days."
He said, reaching out to embrace Concubine Chen.
Concubine Chen took off her embroidered shoes and kicked him on the waist.
Emperor Qianyuan gave way and reached out to rub the place where she had kicked: "It hurts, it hurts..."
He groaned in pain, but moved forward again.
"Zhao Ling, let me tell you." Concubine Chen pushed him away, her eyes widened, and she no longer showed any pretense towards him: "What happens between you and Li Yan, the emperor and his ministers, has nothing to do with me, and I don't care.
However, I raised Xin'er and she is also my favorite daughter-in-law. If someone else takes her away, I will never be done with you!"
"When have you finished with me?" Emperor Qianyuan smiled and held her hand.
Seeing that she had lost her temper, he was actually happy.
Concubine Chen snorted softly: "Now that Zeyu and Xin'er are older, I have no worries. It's not like I didn't have the determination I had back then."
When Emperor Qianyuan heard this, his expression immediately changed and he grabbed her hand firmly: "Stop talking nonsense!"
Concubine Chen had a fierce temper. She was unwilling to obey him at first and tried every means to escape without success. She committed suicide twice.
Later, after she became pregnant with Zhao Zong, she decided to settle down.
Even after so many years, Emperor Qianyuan did not dare to think that if Concubine Chen was really... He didn't know what would happen to him.
But he knew that he would never allow Concubine Chen to have such thoughts again.
"You know what my temper is." Concubine Chen's eyes were red and she withdrew her hand: "You can figure it out yourself!"
Emperor Qianyuan sat beside the bed, his expression changing, uncertain.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
Outside, Dejiang's tone was a little anxious.
"What's the matter?" Emperor Qianyuan came to his senses and asked outside.
"There's a fire in Wende Hall!" Dejiang shouted: "It seems that the fire is not small, and you can see the flames from here!"
"What?" Emperor Qianyuan was startled, got up and walked out.
Concubine Chen also turned around and looked outside.
Because Emperor Qianyuan was outside, she did not get out of bed.
Until Nafu came in and reported: "Empress, Your Majesty has left."
Concubine Chen got out of bed, took off her shoes, and hurriedly walked out.
Nafu took the cloak and followed him: "My dear, it's cold outside, please put it on."
Concubine Chen stood in the corridor, looking at the firelight in the direction of Wende Hall, and let Nafu put on the cloak for her.
"Someone set this fire on purpose. They wanted Li Yan's life..." Concubine Chen murmured.
"Empress, are all those evidences in Wende Hall?" Najib asked in a low voice.
Concubine Chen nodded: "I heard what Zhao Ling just said, and he didn't take this matter to heart.
But if the evidence is burned, it will be different.
Zhao Ling was very suspicious. He would definitely suspect that Li Yan set the fire in order to destroy evidence.
What a vicious plan."
"What can we do..." Nafu felt sad and anxious after hearing this.
They are all old people who have followed Concubine Chen, and they can be said to know everything about what happened back then.
Although Concubine Chen and Li Yan are not related by fate, they both hope that Li Yan will be well from the bottom of their hearts.
Especially now that they have a relationship with Li Can, they are even more concerned about the Jing'an Marquis Mansion.
Concubine Chen is not worried about her in her heart. It’s just not appropriate to say it out loud.
"Let someone pass the news to Ze Yu and see if he can do anything." Concubine Chen took a deep breath, calmed down and gave the order.
"Yes." Nafu immediately went to do it.
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Late at night, East Palace.
In the study room of the inner hall, Zhao Zong was writing at his desk.
"Your Highness." Wu Zai entered the study.
"Say." Zhao Zhi did not raise his head.
"Concubine Chen sent someone to send a message saying that there was a fire in the Wende Palace." Wu Zao was a little anxious: "The concubine said that the fire was probably set to substantiate General Li's non-existent charges.
The empress asked Your Highness if there is any way to deal with it!"
"Send a message to my concubine, I have prepared for this matter, don't worry." Zhao Zong paused and gave instructions.
"Yes." Wu Zai turned around hurriedly and went out to deliver the message.
After a while, Wu Zai came back and went to the desk to polish the ink for Zhao Ge.
"What's going on at the Marquis of Jing'an Mansion?" Zhao Zong asked calmly.
"The old lady is a little unwell, but it's nothing serious. The eldest lady is with me." Wu Zao said in a clear tone: "The second madam made a noise about wanting to divorce, but the girl stopped her.
The girl sent away all the unreliable servants in the house, and even caught a false preacher.
The girl is really powerful now and can stand on her own."
Zhao Zong nodded slightly: "Is there any more?"
"Also, there is..." Wu Zao hesitated and did not dare to say.
"Say." Zhao Zhi raised his eyes and glanced at him.
"Yes." Wu Zai lowered his head: "The girl stopped preparing the soup herself, and put away all the things related to His Highness..."
As he spoke, he secretly looked at Zhao Zhi's expression.
Zhao Ye's expression remained unchanged, but he paused for a long time before writing again.
Wu Zao didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't dare to make the slightest sound while waiting beside him.
"Let the wind clear."
After a long time, Zhao Zong put down his pen and gave an order.
"Yes." Wu Zao responded and walked out.
After a while, Feng Qing entered the study: "Your Highness."
"Are you all sorted?" Zhao Zhi cleaned the purple hair pen.
"Everything is ready." Feng Qing replied.
"There's a fire in Wende Hall." Zhao Zong stared at the movements in his hands.
Feng Qing was stunned for a moment: "Did King Qi take action?"
"Yeah." Zhao Ye responded lightly.
Feng Qing thought for a moment and said, "What about all the things you have there, Your Highness will bring them to the palace tomorrow morning?"
Zhao Zong nodded: "Get ready, follow me into the palace tomorrow and wait outside the main hall."
"Yes, I will prepare now." Feng Qing agreed and withdrew.
Zhao Ye put down his pen and raised his eyes when he saw the nine-link ring that Li Can used to play with next to the desk. He raised his hand to take it, held it in his hand, and looked down at it for a long time.
"Your Highness, should you rest earlier?" Wu Zai came in to persuade him.
"I'm resting in the study today." Zhao Zhen opened the drawer and put the nine-ring ring in.
Wu Zao was stunned for a moment and didn't dare to say anything, so he just responded and left.
Zhao Zhen got up and lay down on his side on the soft couch by the west window.
He was tall and could barely sleep with his long legs curled up. He closed his eyes and thought about how Li Can had been sleeping soundly here before, and it took him a long time to fall asleep.