He Ying learned that Sang Yan had left the palace two days later.
In the past two days, he was urged to give birth by the Queen Mother and was too lazy to go to the harem.
It wasn't until I went to court that I saw the Marquis of Zhongyi.
For some reason, he thought of his eldest son who begged to marry Sang Yan despite the pressure of his wife.
The young master, Jiangling, is unique in his beauty and beauty, and is unparalleled in the world.
Unfortunately, on the wedding night, she drowned in a lotus pond and died young.
"Your Majesty, the issue of the emperor's heir is a major matter for the country and cannot be delayed any longer."
The person who said this was Feng Yi, the imperial censor.
He is nearly sixty years old and has gray hair on his temples. He is the core minister who gave birth to the party.
Under his leadership, the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty knelt on their knees and shouted in unison: "Please, Your Majesty, favor your concubine and give birth to an heir."
He Ying, who was being induced to give birth every day, was already numb, and he responded perfunctorily as usual: "I understand. If nothing happens, just retreat from the court."
After he retired from the court, he went to Yuesang Hall.
Yuesangdian
Sang Ruoshui smiled sweetly and served diligently: "This is the daughter's red that my mother buried with my own hands. It has been sixteen years, and I still ask the emperor to taste it."
Holding the wine, she stepped forward Yingying and stopped three steps away from the emperor.
The emperor felt uncomfortable approaching women, and all the women in the palace stopped in his tracks.
He Ying didn't come here to drink.
He glanced around and didn't see the person he wanted to see, so he asked: "Why don't you see your sister?"
Sang Ruoshui's smile froze, and the hand holding the wine glass swayed, but quickly stabilized. Then, he forced a smile and said: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. However, my sister said that she is not used to life in the palace and has already gone back."
He Ying was very dissatisfied with this answer.
With an expressionless face and a frown on his face, he asked, "Where did she go back? Is she still a widow in Jiang's family in Jiangling?"
Sang Ruoshui felt that the emperor's last sentence was a bit angry, as if he was jealous.
She was also jealous, and her heart was full of jealousy: "Sister, she, she..."
She looked like she had something to hide.
He Ying saw it and frowned deeper: "What's wrong with her?"
Sang Ruoshui knelt directly on the ground and hesitated to speak: "Your Majesty, I forgive you, I, I, I cannot say anything."
The less it can be said, the more curious it becomes.
He Ying lost his patience, slapped the table and shouted: "Say!"
Sang Ruoshui said: "My sister is suspected of having an affair with the second son of the Jiang family. She was sent home six months ago."
Repatriation is a derogatory term.
She intends to smear Sang Yan's reputation - who would like a woman who is flirtatious?
He Ying didn't think about this, but felt that the men of the Jiang family were not afraid of death!
Also, dying under the peonies would be a good thing for being a ghost.
I just think about Sang Yan's peony being picked by someone else, and I feel very uncomfortable.
"I do believe that my sister is innocent. My sister also said that she has a deep love for her brother-in-law and will never marry again in this life."
Who would want a woman who has another man in her heart?
Sang Ruoshui took great pains to dispel the emperor's interest in Sang Yan.
He Ying didn't know what Sang Ruoshui was thinking, and he didn't have her malicious intentions. He just sighed: "She is an infatuated person."
In this world, there were very high restrictions on women, but widows were not prohibited from remarrying.
Especially Sang Yan, who is childless and widowed.
But she cared deeply about her late husband and never married again. How could she not be moved by such deep love?
"It's a pity that my sister's fate was not good, and she and her brother-in-law were separated early."
Sang Ruoshui deliberately reminded Sang Yan of his fate.
After He Ying heard this, he frowned and said nothing. He sat there for a while and then left.
It takes as long as a cup of tea.
He didn't even drink her daughter Hong.
Sang Ruoshui watched the emperor leave. When the emperor walked away and disappeared, he threw the wine down hard.
"Bang!"
The exquisite wine bottle fell to the ground and fell into pieces.
"Bitch!"
"I'm used to picking up men!"
Sang Ruo was so angry that she cursed loudly.
The palace maids and eunuchs were so frightened that they knelt on the ground: "My queen, please calm down."
Xiangxiu stepped forward to persuade her: "Your Majesty, please don't think like this. The Crown Princess left the palace early because she wanted to avoid the Emperor. If she had intentions, no, no, she would never dare to have intentions. What is the status of the Emperor? She
Even if Na Ke Fu lives close to the Emperor, it is an unforgivable crime. Neither the Queen Mother nor the ministers will sit idly by."
After listening to this, Sang Ruoshui felt a little better, but he still hated her: "How am I inferior to her? She is already twenty-four years old, and she is already a faded flower. Your Majesty, Your Majesty—"
The emperor is so angry!
"Go get pen and paper, I want to write a letter home."
She asked her family to bring Sang Yan into the nunnery. Since it was her husband's destiny, she should stay with the Ancient Buddha of the Green Lantern for the rest of her life.
*
imperial study room
While He Ying was dealing with government affairs, he took a sip of the tea handed to him by Yu Huaide.
"Am I scary?"
A meaningless sentence.
Before Yu Huaide had time to speak, he heard the emperor say: "Like a rabbit. But he is also smart."
His expression changed and he knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty——"
He Ying glanced at him and took another sip of tea.
Yu Huaide fell to the ground and advised: "Your Majesty, the imperial concubine has a cruel fate. She has defeated four fiancés and is still a widow. There is absolutely nothing you can do to her..."
He Ying heard this and just laughed without saying anything.
He is the emperor, he wants whatever he wants.
If there is any obstruction, it means you don’t want to do it anymore.
*
Sangfu
Piaoyan Pavilion
The original owner's boudoir.
Surrounded by mountains and rivers, shrouded in sunset, it feels like a fairyland.
This is the third day of Sangyan Salted Fish.
She originally left the palace and returned to the Sang Mansion. She immediately asked her mother to resign, saying that she was going to Zhuangzi to do some spiritual cultivation. However, her mother stopped her. After all, as a mother, she could not bear the pain of her beautiful daughter outside.
So, she stayed.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
She was eating grapes, reading the storybook, and listening to the maid Chunzhi gossiping about the gossip inside and outside the house. She felt very happy.
until
The mother of the original owner sent a maid to send a message: "Miss, madam, please come over."
Sang Yan had a gut feeling that something good was going on, but she didn't know what it was.
For the past three days, she had been living in seclusion, eating and waiting to die, and never leaving the Piaoyan Pavilion if nothing happened. Wouldn't she still be an eyesore to others?
Not long after, we arrived at the courtyard of the original owner’s mother.
The original owner's mother, Mrs. Lin, gave birth to two daughters and one son, the eldest daughter Sang Yan, the eldest son Sang Jue, and the second daughter Sang Ruoshui. Now she is forty years old. She has taken good care of herself and still retains her charm.
There is sadness in his eyes.
"Mother--"
Sang Yan walked in and bowed to salute.
Mrs. Li looked at her young and beautiful daughter with a sad face and sighed.
When Sang Yan saw it, she felt nervous but looked concerned, and asked, "What is bothering mother? Tell me, and my daughter will help you come up with ideas."
"My poor daughter."
Li's eyes were red and she hugged Sang Yan.
It was when Sang Yan returned home half a year ago that she let her emotions show off.
Sang Yan's bad premonition became even stronger: "Mom, please stop crying. What happened? Could it be that my father——"
Did my father, the Minister of Household Affairs, make a mistake?
Has corruption and bribery been discovered?
While she was thinking wildly——
Mrs. Li let go of her, turned her head, and said with a look of dismay, "Ayan, you said a few days ago... that you wanted to go to Zhuangzi, so just go."
Sang Yan: "..."
Was she disliked? Was she kicked out of the house?