The three of them chatted for an hour. During this period, Xie Ruixi and Li Shuyue kept talking about the Queen and Concubine Shu, and how these two people were so domineering in the harem that it was disgusting.
"That is to say, the current palace concubines have been divided into three factions, headed by the queen, Wang Shufei and Li Xie? So Li Xie is here to win over you?"
Snowfall analyzed it unskilledly.
There is one thing that the Queen Mother and others said rightly, that is, compared to the prosperous and beautiful capital and harem where people are too full to eat and fight all day long when they have nothing to do, the people of Beiliang are indeed barbaric and very pure.
Just like Xue Xue and others, they are good dead men, but they really don’t understand the twists and turns in the hearts of these high-ranking girls.
"The imperial concubines all have their own natal families. Whichever faction their natal families are from, they will naturally follow that empress. As for the two empresses Li and Xie, their purpose is nothing more than to sow discord between our empress and the Queen and Concubine Shu."
Xi Yang bowed and smiled: "To put it harshly, I just want to use our lady as a gunner."
"That's unreasonable!" Xiangxue said angrily, "But our queen has a bad relationship with those two people. Isn't it unnecessary for them to do this?"
Hearing this, Xiao Xiruo also turned her gaze along with Xue Xiang, and the two of them looked at Xi Yang with blinking eyes.
For a moment, Xi Yang blushed. But gradually, he became bolder.
"The emperor has declined and is being manipulated by the Hua family and the nobles. The courtiers are always looking for faults in him. It stands to reason that the concubines should have lost interest in competing for favor, but the fact is exactly the opposite..."
Xue Xue nodded, indeed, these palace concubines were simply too enthusiastic.
But for what?
Xi Yang: "For the emperor's heir."
Yes, for the emperor's heir.
Xiao Xiruo lowered her eyes. As an outsider who had read half of the novel, she naturally understood the thoughts of the Empress Dowager Hua, the Empress, Concubine Wang Shu, and most of the people in the palace.
The Hua family and the Wang family are powerful and prosperous, but they have no heir to the throne that they can support.
If this were not the case, they would not join forces to support Feng Wuyan to stabilize the current situation in the government, which is still beneficial to them.
But people say that other families’ children are not well-raised, and Feng Wuyan returned to Beijing on the 15th, long past the age when he could be fully controlled by them. And this is indeed the case.
So, wouldn't it be better to have a baby with royal blood in his swaddling clothes than a puppet emperor who is about to be crowned and refuses to be manipulated by them?
The Hua family with Feng Wuyan can replace Feng Wuyan, and other families without Feng Wuyan can legitimately participate in the future battle for the throne through this imperial heir.
Obviously, this is the reason why Empress Dowager Hua frequently asked Feng Wuyan to favor the queen, and why she and Concubine Wang Shu and others wanted to cling to Feng Wuyan.
In contrast, the Li Xie family has King Qi, and they are more interested in hindering the birth of the emperor than in conceiving the emperor's heir.
As Empress Dowager Hua's persecution against Feng Wuyan became increasingly severe, the concubines became more and more interested in the emperor's heir, and the two families could no longer sit still.
"The empress was born in Northern Liang and has a high status. She can definitely challenge the Kao family. In addition, you are sick, so even if you are favored, you will not have any children..."
Xi Yang paused, and there was one more thing he didn't dare to say. Xie and Li clearly thought that their mother was stupid and someone who was easy to take advantage of.
"Okay! Chatting is fake, but using our lady as a roadblock is real!"
Hearing this, Xue Xue was almost furious.
Fortunately, Xiao Xiruo stopped her in time and prevented her from breaking the table in front of her with one palm.
Diligence and frugality are virtues! How much more poverty is like her Changle Palace.
So Xi Yang and Xiang Xue saw Xiao Xiruo tidy up, put on her nightgown, and lay down on the bed very peacefully.
It was as if the intrigues and palace secrets they mentioned before did not exist.
How big your heart is...
Xi Yang felt a little numb.
What made him even more numb was that half an hour later, the imperial concubine actually got up on her own.
I saw her asking Feng Xue to change her clothes, while Wan Xue went to the small kitchen to pass the food.
Sweet osmanthus soup, chestnut cake, hibiscus cake, jujube paste... Even the lychees that Li Xie sent today were wrapped.
Xue Xue was stunned for a moment: "Um... Madam, are you going to die if you eat these?"
Xiao Xiruo gritted her teeth: "Who said it was for me to eat!"
I think so.
Half an hour later, Xi Yang took them to the Jingxin Hall near Shoukang Palace under the instruction of his empress, who was not sure if there was anything wrong with her.
The late emperor and the Queen Mother Hua believed in Taoism, so they held Taoist temples in the palace every year. The late emperor was especially enthusiastic in the years before his death. To show his sincerity, he specially built a Taoist temple-like palace in the palace.
The hall is surrounded by green bamboos and the incense is burning. It is extremely quiet and quiet. The late emperor gave it the name Jingxin Hall.
Although the late emperor died of illness not long after, this did not prevent Empress Dowager Hua from believing this.
"Today, the Queen Mother is furious. She bluntly said that the Emperor will not take a bath for the next two days. Then he will go to the Jingxin Hall to kneel and think about his mistakes. When he has figured it out, he will come out again."
Looking at the brightly lit Jingxin Hall in front of her, Xiao Xiruo couldn't help but think of Xie Ruixi's words.
First she was grounded and then she thought about her mistakes. This old lady is really good at what she did...
Xiao Xiruo: "Xiang Xue, do you understand what I mean?"
Xue Xue: "...understand."
As a result, Xi Yang, who just a second ago was worried about how the Taoist guards would deal with it and whether he would break up with the Queen Mother if he forced his way in, fell silent.
Because he unexpectedly saw Wan Xue disappearing into the darkness with several palace maids, and a few puffs of white smoke filled the courtyard.
The way he slides the door, picks the lock, climbs the eaves and climbs the wall is actually much more skillful than they are at serving tea and pouring water.
He said how could a palace maid break a bowl when she brought it to her? It turned out that it was not the fault of the bowl...
Wan Xue: "Your Majesty, please."
Xiao Xiruo nodded, Xiang Xue held an umbrella to cover the snow, Xi Yang carried a food box, and the three of them walked into the Jingxin Hall in a swaggering manner.
Wan Xue and others stood in the courtyard with eager eyes, quietly watching the surroundings.
After entering the palace for several years, Xi Yang felt that he had just seen the world today.
If he really did such detailed work for the Queen Mother, he might even die without knowing how.
The inner hall of the Jingxin Hall is brightly lit with candles, and curls of incense rise from the furnace, lingering like rays of light and blue clouds over the three statues of gods.
The young man knelt on the futon facing him, his amber eyes were slightly lowered, his eyelashes were like crow feathers, and his eyes were like peach blossoms. He was obviously noble and beautiful in appearance, but he was cold and world-weary, and was incompatible with the Taoist fairyland in front of him.
But that doesn't stop him from being damn good looking!
At this moment, Xiao Xiruo, who stepped into the palace door and was wrapped in a hooded black cloak, sighed with emotion.
She didn't believe that the other party didn't know she was coming, so she didn't say anything and just stood quietly by the door.
As the saying goes, I cannot move even if the enemy is immovable. As long as I am shameless, I cannot be embarrassed.
Sure enough, the silence only lasted for a stick of incense and was broken when she hugged the heater in her hands.